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[the_tailor]

[Lance is all smiles as he clutches a small book to his chest. He's still clad in the blue lion pajamas he was wearing on Christmas, because heck, they're comfy and warm and he's happily lazing about in bed right now.]

Happy New Year, everyone! Okay, I'm like...two days late, yeah. But better late than never! For being stuck in a castle with monsters, at least we sure managed to celebrate the heck out of the holidays. It's been a while since I've gotten to, so thanks to everyone who put all that stuff together.

[He hums a little as he glances to the side thoughtfully.]

So I wanted to say that, and what else was there...oh, yeah! I wanted to make a formal apology to all the cuties in the castle. For I, the amazingly gorgeous and charming Lance McClain, am now off the market. I'm now dating the one person in the castle who just might be able to rival me in sheer attractiveness, at least if he dragged his haircut out of the 1980s.

[Okay, he kids. A little. He's grown fond of your mullet, Keith, and will probably yell at you if you ever decide to cut it.]

I still don't fully understand everything that's happening here, but it's okay. Things are good. Things are actually good.

Comments

[shirtlesspersona]

Yeah... not that interested in dust...

[ He's sure he knows someone who would be able to ramble about it for a while, but, well, not here either way. and human dust would be less interesting than proper rock dust. ]

Rea~lly. Not even for muscles and sweat huh?

[the_tailor]

[Lance visibly twitches.]

Dude. You are not taking advantage of my overactive imagination and hormones.

[shirtlesspersona]

[ The reply is laughter. Kids, they're so great. ]

Now why would I try to do that?

'Sides, its hardly overactive if he's a couple'a doors down, right?

[the_tailor]

It's more than a couple of doors! And it's not like I haven't seen him train before...

[It's gonna be a whole new ballgame now, though.]

[shirtlesspersona]

Before or after you two became a thing?

[ Entirely different light, it is. ]

[the_tailor]

Before...

[Zaveid, why are you doing this.]

[shirtlesspersona]

Totally different light, totally different light~

[ Experience coloring the amusement in his tone? Totally not.

Because he's an ass. And because he's Trashdad. ]

threadjacking boyfriend coming through--

[lonewolflion]

Could you not encourage him?

I rather not be completely tackled when I get back.

[shirtlesspersona]

... Too late~

[ There is absolutely no regret or remorse. Why should there be? ]

Y'could always stay in the hall, make him come to you. You'd definitely see the tackle coming. Or, who knows, he might get a bit distracted~

[ Sorry, did anyone mention he's trash yet? ]

[the_tailor]

All of these are very, very valid points. Not gonna lie.

[lonewolflion]

Lance!

[ Goddamn it. ]

At this rate there's no stopping it.

[shirtlesspersona]

I think it usually dies down.

The whole tackling thing, anyway.

[ He probably should just shut up and leave them to their thing, BUT... ]

[the_tailor]

Keith? [Innocent blinking.]

Well, we're still in the honeymoon period.

[lonewolflion]

You're terrible.

Both of you.

[shirtlesspersona]

[ More laughter. Still no remorse~ ]

Have fun kids.

[ He'll leave now. ]