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[empyrean_mirror]

Type: Video
Sender ID: paradisaea (Kaveh)
To: so, so public
Subject: important question!!!
Warnings: Alcoholism and the chaos gays probably in the comments somewhere.

[Kaveh is laying at on a couch in his home, sprawled bonelessly across it, and he's clearly flushed. Given he's staring despondently up at the ceiling and not directly at the camera, this is not because he's having a good time.]

Hey...how are you s'posed to convince people y'care about them? [Kaveh laughs a bit, bitterly.] I'm clearly doing it wrong.

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Video; un: beshackled

[beshackled]

[Erichthonios peers, concerned, into the screen.]

...Soul-bonding would provide irrefutable proof of care, or lack of care. But somehow I do not think that shall be the answer you are in need of.

Are you unwell? Your color is different from normal.

[empyrean_mirror]

Color? [Kaveh holds his hand up. Is he sunburned somehow...?]

Wha's soulbonding?

[beshackled]

'Tis exactly as it sounds. The bonding of souls, establishing a connection through which all feelings may be shared, laid bare of all pretense or disguise. Through it, you may know one another as you know yourselves. You become as them. They become as you. And for that moment of time, both are one.

...You're very pink right now. Do you not feel overheated?

[empyrean_mirror]

That sounds like marriage. I'm already married! I'm not interested in marrying other people unless there are more Haithams...ehehehee....

[beshackled]

'Tis a far more intimate act than marriage, though not necessarily a sexual one.

...Your husband is able to make copies of himself?

1/2 hwoops

[empyrean_mirror]

No...[Kaveh sighs in deep disappointment.] Wouldn't that be fun? He could get me from both--

interruptus maximus

[indispensable]

[—annnnnd there's gonna be a hand right over Kaveh's mouth now before his very drunk senior and husband can terrorize the shellphone network further with his fantasies.]

I think that'll be enough for you tonight, senior.

[Just gonna try and pry the Shellphone away from Kaveh's hand now, don't mind him.]

[beshackled]

[Well. That was... unexpected, Erichthonios thinks, brows ascending in surprise. He had not anticipated the conversation turning so quickly.

Heat rising in his cheeks, Erichthonios inquires, concerned:]

He hasn't--he hasn't had any chestnuts recently has he? There was a particular cultivar ripe during winterstide that produced... similar physiological responses.

[indispensable]

[Sorry Erichthonios you're not going to get any of the answers you're looking for, because Alhaitham is fully occupied with getting Kaveh off his Shellphone—which becomes easy enough once Kaveh is occupied with Alhaitham's hand over his mouth—and then picking his senior right off the couch.

Not that Erichthonios can really see that second bit, since Kaveh's Shellphone just kind of clatters away and is more or less promptly forgotten. But its still recording, so there's the sound of Kaveh's giggling getting more and more distant until it eventually gets too far away to be picked up.

After a bit more silence, there's a small BEEP!, and then the whole feed shuts off.]

[beshackled]

...

I hope he's dunking him in an ice bath.

[And with no one on the other end, it's pointless to continue, so Erichthonios terminates his connection as well.]