Takuto Tsunashi (
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[closed] EVERYTHING IS AWESOME
Who: Takuto and Mizael
What: Welcome tothe Phallus Palace the home of the god Fascinus
When: SUPER BACKDATED to March 26
Where: All around Takuto's temple.
Warnings: More dicks than you could shake a stick at.
Before them is the grand temple and a few already-lit braziers giving a warm glow to the white pillars. It seems lighter at the far side of the square temple, probably due to the fires reflecting off the surface of the pool. The floor is polished, but mostly covered with cushions and pillows and low chaises and a few bowls of ripe fruit.
On the other side of the great temple, to the left, is the Japanese-style building that Takuto prefers to the temple. On the right is the cottage adorned with roses. The cottage has most of the actual amenities because the dojo is empty except for the tiny music room and the painted screens and the beach bungalow is really only set up to make food and drink for some kind of beach party. However, despite there being a bath and a half, walk-in closets, a full kitchen, cozy fireplace den, an entry tunnel, and a glass-walled patio in the cottage, there's only one bedroom.
Between all the buildings is a grassy slope, which, on a night like this, would be perfect for viewing the stars.
"Well..." Takuto says with a heavy yet forcibly cheerful note, turning to Mizael, "This is home!"
He just hopes that somehow, Mizael doesn't notice that every single piece of art contains a penis.
What: Welcome to
When: SUPER BACKDATED to March 26
Where: All around Takuto's temple.
Warnings: More dicks than you could shake a stick at.
Before them is the grand temple and a few already-lit braziers giving a warm glow to the white pillars. It seems lighter at the far side of the square temple, probably due to the fires reflecting off the surface of the pool. The floor is polished, but mostly covered with cushions and pillows and low chaises and a few bowls of ripe fruit.
On the other side of the great temple, to the left, is the Japanese-style building that Takuto prefers to the temple. On the right is the cottage adorned with roses. The cottage has most of the actual amenities because the dojo is empty except for the tiny music room and the painted screens and the beach bungalow is really only set up to make food and drink for some kind of beach party. However, despite there being a bath and a half, walk-in closets, a full kitchen, cozy fireplace den, an entry tunnel, and a glass-walled patio in the cottage, there's only one bedroom.
Between all the buildings is a grassy slope, which, on a night like this, would be perfect for viewing the stars.
"Well..." Takuto says with a heavy yet forcibly cheerful note, turning to Mizael, "This is home!"
He just hopes that somehow, Mizael doesn't notice that every single piece of art contains a penis.
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And then he very carefully replaces the blade in the scabbard and lays Mizael down on the edge of the porch. "Revert, Mizael." How does he know what to say and do for his shinki? He just does, and trusting his instincts is something Takuto is very good at. He doesn't really wait for the shinki to change back into his humanoid form and just continues talking. After all, either form it's the same person and obviously he can sense what's going on in either form.
"Maybe we can pick one of the rooms in here for a training space, or at least to store training equipment if we want to practice on the yard."
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"Or both. You said there were several rooms that weren't being used." He stares at his hand for one last moment before finally looking at Takuto again. "You'll need to get used to wielding me--" he's still not quite comfortable with that, but at least he's comfortable enough now to say it "--but I'd also like to train with you like this. So we'll have to get practice weapons as well."
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He wanders into the expansive house that is apparently going to be their training dojo. Maybe if it rains... if it ever rains...? Maybe they'll practice inside but the yard really seems like the better option as long as they don't fill it full of stuff at night.
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"...I don't know. Perhaps we should ask one of the others. There must be a god of combat or two who have also needed to find training equipment."
But speaking of types of gods...Mizael crosses and arm across his chest and rests his chin on the knuckles of his other hand as he thoughtfully eyes Takuto's back. This is maybe not the best time to bring it up, but he's been curious since their talk earlier and then Takuto's brief bout of changing colors a few minutes ago.
"By the way, you were going to tell me what's so embarrassing about being here."
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"Er... you didn't seem to notice...?" He was certain Mizael had noticed the giant flying penis braziers and every piece of decoration in the temple? He'd been--for lack of a better word--fingering that chair, after all!
Past the next doorway of the dojo is one of those folding panels, and this one is decorated in relatively mild erotic imagery. Relative to the roman-style temple, that is.
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Seeing the (slightly) more accurate depictions in the temple did make him think he's actually seen that before. It had been hard to tell when it was pieces of food.
"But I don't get why you're embarrassed. They just looked silly."
Other than the wings, but still. Clearly, the decorations are not the reason Mizael felt like sleeping there.
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"Mizael, you're the shinki of a penis god. How is that not embarrassing?"
Yes, the whole phallus-themed temple is definitely silly, and awkward, and how is anyone normal ever supposed to ever sit in those chairs? Or sit peacefully in the dojo with the decorative walls, or the not-so-cute pictures on the walls of the cottage? The whole package is silly, and Takuto is almost wishing he'd died and become a shinki instead of having to find out he's been reincarnated as the Roman god of dicks.
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"...Isn't like being a god of...hands? Or hair? Not very useful, but you have other skills that are..."
Somewhere between Takuto glancing at his crotch and his decision that it was some human thing and the images in the temple, he did actually figure out what they're talking about here. Or rather, he's making an educated guess based on what vague knowledge of humans he seems to have.
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It finally actually dawns on him that Mizael actually, truly, really has no clue that this is embarrassing. Or why. With a sudden feeling of near-horror, he stares at his shinki seriously. "You... you're... Mizael, you have a dick, right?"
WHAT IF HE DOESN'T??? Takuto won't think less of him if he doesn't, to be honest, but it'll definitely make Mizael seem that much more foreign and mysterious.
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"Yes? I should in this form." He's fairly sure that he wouldn't normally (not that he remembers what "normal" is exactly, just that it isn't this), but being in a human form means he has everything and has to do everything a human would. But it's not like he's looked yet.