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metal gear: venom snake

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Who: Eggsy

commontype & anyone
When: Today and forward
Where: Ceta and the Moira
What: Protesting, fighting, and protecting those that can't protect themselves.
Warnings: Fighting, cursing, and will update if more come up

A Passive Approach: 3/09

[Eggsy decides to set up shop in the mess hall. It's a central location, one that will get him the attention that he needs, because he's going to stage a protest against killing the whales. It's not what he'd actually like to do, but he knows better than to start shit that could result in another planet being destroyed.

So he borrows some paint and starts making some signs.]

Hey, you wanna help?

[He stops people as they come in, explaining what's going on.]

An Active Approach: 3/11; closed

[The protest he'd set up with the help of the rest of the crew went alright. It didn't stop the whalers, which pissed him off, but it did at least rally everyone to work together. That was something.

But he was antsy, pent up, and pissed off.

There was no reason to kill the whales just to harvest a mineral from inside them. That was shit and he was telling one of the whalers just as much when he decided to take a swing. And another. Next thing he knew, Eggsy was in a full-on brawl with a group of them. Swinging, dodging, doing just fine, and then there's Loki, out of nowhere, distracting him.]

Watch out!

[A fist catches his jaw and he stumbles.]

A Questionnaire: 3/12

[Early in the morning, Eggsy sends out a MID message to the entire crew, captains included.]

I've been tryin to find somethin to do here that I'd be good at and I'm plannin on asking for a job switch soon. There seems to be a lot of animals on the ship. They might need care or someone to look after them, so I'm gonna make a list, but I need your help.

If you could help me with that, I'd appreciate it. Thanks.

[Attached to the message is a simple list that anyone can update. Either message Eggsy back and let him know, or add what you do know to it.]

Wildcard:

Hit me with anything for the plot so far. Whale watching, planet shenanigans, translator stuff, etc.

[OOC: For the protest prompt, feel free to time skip ahead on that or have your character help make signs. He'll be taking them down to the planet, with whoever wants to go, and starting a protest outside where most of the whalers hang out.]

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[Loki's actually about six feet to the left of where everyone sees him, thanks to a hastily muttered word as soon as he saw the brawl, on one of his regular explorations of the temporary. He'd actually been rather impressed by how well Eggsy was holding off the hordes, stopping to watch for a moment- at least until Eggsy had got distracted.

With a sigh, he wades in to the fight, a very surprised whaler being pulled off Eggsy with casual strength before Loki merges back with his illusion in front of Eggsy.]

It's not me who needs to be careful, master Unwin. I'm not as squishy as mortals, and a little punch isn't likely to fell me.

[He rolls his eyes, but moves to cover Eggsy's side, in the brawl now whether he likes it or not.]

Well, I suppose I was getting rather bored.

[Alright, Eggsy definitely knew that Loki was a God, he did. It was just that he wasn't used to that, so he tended to forget the guy could take care of himself in a situation like this. He didn't want anyone to get hurt, not cause he was mouthing off when he shouldn't have been and the ache in his jaw and his ribs will remind him of that for a couple days, so he was a little more careless now.]

Maybe not. [He dodges a fist, twisting around so that he can knock one of the whalers away.] But couldn't risk it.

[Eggsy wants to be impressed at how easy this is for Loki, but later when his lip isn't bleeding and there's not a man trying to beat the shit out of him.]

[Loki draws his belt-knife, raising an eyebrow at one whaler who gets a little too close. The whaler decides to retreat, having not brought a knife to a fist fight.

He concentrates mostly on just making sure no-one gets too close to Eggsy's blind spots, content to let someone else do most of the punching. Even people he's moderately fond of can't expect to get away from the fact Loki is much fonder of having other people do the fighting. Besides, it gives him more chance to watch Eggsy.]

I've risked worse. I've been punched by Hulks before, and survived it, if that gives you a frame of reference. That does hurt.

[Eggsy curses when his hand connects with one of the whaler's jaws, the angle causing a knuckle to split.]

Shit.

[He shakes his hand, adapting quickly to how Loki fights. Even though it's mostly making sure nobody gets too close, it's enough and it's appreciated.]

Does fuckin' hurt, Loki. Just some of us ain't strong enough to survive that.

[Considering that was how he died, Eggsy knows from experience, but it's nothing he needs to focus on now. There's two whalers left, and Eggsy knocks one back, hard enough he gets too close to the edge and the other man has to grab him. They scramble off, gathering up the others as they go.]

Fuckin' tossers! [Chest heaving, blood trickling from his lip, he turns towards Loki with a grin.] Hey, how're you?

[He raises an eyebrow, an expression of tolerant amusement covering over his relief Eggsy is mostly unharmed. He reaches up, hand catching Eggsy's chin to tilt his head back, getting a better look at that lip.]

Mmm, looks minor enough, I suppose.

[He runs his thumb under Eggsy's lip, maybe a little too familiarly, wiping at the blood. If he will insist on dating them, however, he can put up with a little touching.]

I'm perfectly fine, and perhaps a little impressed. Any other injuries I should know about?

[Eggsy tips his head back, brows raised in surprise at the handling. Obviously, he enjoys it, and doesn't want it to stop. He swallows, tongue darting out, wincing as it brushes the mark.]

Only a little impressed?

[He takes a careful step forward, not wanting to disloge the hand cupping his face.]

I ain't really sure, yeah? Maybe you could, I dunno, see if everythin's alright.

You did get a little distracted there. As pleased as I am my mere presence is enough to draw your attention away, you did get punched for it. A nine out of ten, I think.

[He raises an eyebrow, genuinely amused now. It's not often people are that obvious, not to him, and he has to admit it's certainly interesting.]

How very... forward. Still, perhaps I could, at that.

Nine out of ten. Just have to do better next time.

[Eggsy was forward when he wanted to be, probably more forward than most people would like. He rests a hand on Loki's arm, essentially oblivious to everyone around them.]

Perhaps you should. Ain't like anybody would mind, and by anybody, I mean me.

Nine out of ten is a good start, however, so I suppose I can reward you a little.

[Well, he did talk about this with Billy, so there can't be too many complaints. Loki leans in to press his lips against Eggsy's, just for a moment, rather more aware of spectators than Eggsy is.]

There's a rather more deserted platform a little further away, around the back of one of these huts. Shall we move to there, before I look at your hands? Or anything else, for that matter.

[Eggsy's brows shoot up, lips parting to ask what the reward might be, only to lean into Loki as he kisses him, his hands resting on Loki's shoulders. It's over too quickly, and Eggsy frowns, briefly, before reaching down to grab one of Loki's hands.]

I think I know the one, yeah? Gonna need to get checked out.

[He tugs Loki with him, taking his time as they head that way, knowing full well that the god will only follow along if he truly wants to. When they reach the platform, Eggsy releases Loki, turning around with both hands raised.]

Definitely bruised 'em. Probably my ribs, too.

[He tolerates being towed along. A year ago, he wouldn't have let Eggsy take his hand so casually, but... things change, and Loki has tried to change with them. And it is nice to be wanted...

One they stop, he faces Eggsy, smiling lazily, reaching up to take Eggsy's hand back.]

Well, we can't have that, can we?

[He presses his lips to the back of Eggsy's hand, all very polite and courteous for a moment, although he certainly doesn't keep it brief. He kisses each knuckle in turn, face entirely solemn for a moment.]

They do say you're supposed to kiss bruises better. I'm not entirely sure that's how it works, but who am I to argue with "they"?

[He isn't exactly sure what to expect. Eggsy hopes that Loki might kiss him again, get a little handsy, but the other was always doing and saying things that he wasn't ready for. When Loki takes his hand, his smile falters, brows raising in surprise when he presses a kiss to each knuckle.]

Feelin' better already, yeah?

[Eggsy wets his lower lip, stepping in closer, bending his arm to keep his hand in Loki's.]

Guess cause it's distractin'. Feels good.

[He lifts a hand, dragging his thumb along the curve of Loki's mouth, along his cupids bow.]

Like it when you smile that way.

As long as it works, I suppose there's little reason to stop, then.

[His smile quirks a little under Eggsy's thumb, before he reaches up to pull the hand away. Gently, he tugs it down to rest on his own hip, before leaning in to press his lips to Eggsy's. It's not a very gentle kiss, but he isn't entirely sure Eggsy would appreciate slow anyway.

When he pulls away, it isn't very far at all, still smiling.]

Still enjoying it, Eggsy? Or should I test that a few more times, just to be certain?

[Eggsy's fingers curl at Loki's hip, and the kiss is over too soon, way too soon. He makes a sound when Loki pulls back, frowning.]

I think.

[He steps in closer, slips his hands up Loki's chest, one hand gripping his shirt, the other snaking around to the back of his neck.]

That you're talkin' too much.

[Loki was right, Eggsy didn't want slow, not right now. He needs something more, so he tugs Loki back down, presses their mouths together.]

[He gets that rather a lot, but he likes talking. He's not sure why it's such a terrible thing, really.

Then again, the kissing is rather enjoyable...

He settles his hands on Eggsy's hips, following his lead at first, but he never was very good at letting other people be in charge and after a little while he presses in closer, getting a little more aggressive with the kiss.]

[It almost feels like they're competing for who can take the lead, and Eggsy usually goes with the flow, with what feels right, but right now, he likes the challenge. The sort of dance that they are doing now is fucking hot, and he's not even a little bit embarrassed when he moans against Loki's mouth after he gets more aggressive.

Eggsy slips both arms around Loki's shoulders, and pulls himself up until they're flush, teeth nipping Loki's lower lip. He pushes them backwards, if he can, wanting to find a wall to press Loki to.]

[He resists for a moment, expression amused, more to make the point he could stop this but he's allowing it before he lets Eggsy push him backwards. He doesn't want people getting the idea he's easy to push around, after all, not even in this kind of context.

After that though, he backs up willingly, blindly, until his back meets a flat surface he hopes is a wall but is too preoccupied to actually check, focussing mostly on the kiss and keeping as much control of it as he can.]

[When Loki doesn't move as easily as would make Eggsy comfortable, he considers pulling him backwards instead. Eggsy'd be just as happy with his own back pressed against any flat surface, doesn't mind being pinned in if it's the right person, someone he trusts. Fortunately, though, Loki backs himself up, and Eggsy slots himself against his front, using the wall as leverage.

It's almost too public for him, he'd prefer doing this in a personal space, but Loki feels amazing against him, he doesn't want him to stop.]

Christ, Loki.

[Resting his hands on Loki's shoulders, he shuffles to get a foot between the god's, tilting his head back to give Loki the room to kiss him however he wants.]

Wrong godling. Do try not to mix religions up.

[He smirks, confident despite technically being the person pinned here. He can always escape, after all, if he chooses. And for now, it's probably easier if his weight isn't entirely on Eggsy. Some people might enjoy being crushed, but it's rather rude to assume.

He slips his leg between Eggsy's in turn as he leans in again. Teasing, he keeps the kiss light, little more than the brush of lips over Eggsy's.]

If you want more, master Unwin, try and take it.

[Eggsy rolls his eyes, huffing slightly for a different reason altogether when Loki presses his leg in between his. He raises a brow, head tipped to the side as he considers just how he wants to try and take it. There's nobody around, and Loki is like six foot something and a god and strong, so why the fuck not use that all to his advantage.]

You sure you can handle that, bruv.

[He places both hands on Loki's shoulders, and firmly presses down so he can hook a knee on the other's hip. Eggsy slips a hand into the ends of Loki's hair, carding his fingers through to get a better grip. He couldn't possibly get any closer, not unless they were naked, and he rocks his hips experimentally before leaning in and kissing Loki again.

Eggsy's not light or gentle anymore, swiping his tongue to get Loki to open his mouth, nipping and sucking at his lower lip. His fingers tug at his hair and he squeezes his thighs together, trapping one of Loki's between.]

Oh, I'm sure I can handle you, if I need to.

[Although this has gone rather further than Loki really expected, especially when Eggsy moves against him like that. Not bad, not by any means, and Loki certainly isn't complaining about enthusiasm when it comes to himself, but rather more than he intended.

Still, his arms slip more tightly around Eggsy, pulling him up and in against Loki as he tilts his head, gives himself over to the kiss for a little while. At the demand, his lips part willingly, eyes half-closed in enjoyment. It's always nice to be wanted, and he never could resist temptation all that well, not when it's offered so freely.]

[Eggsy would be lying if he said he'd never thought of this. He was extremely attracted to Loki, and his imagination was active enough that he'd imagined what it would be like to do this. And more.

He also wonders what it'd be like if he hooked his leg around Loki's hip, could he hold him up? Eggsy hums briefly against Loki's mouth, partly in amusement because of course Loki can, and partly from the sharp pang of want that pools in his gut when Loki opens his mouth.

Shifting forward, he slips his hand into Loki's hair, curls his fingers, tugs, and then he rolls his hips, pressing his thigh to Loki's groin. It's a lot more than he wanted to do out in the open like this, but he likes it too much to stop.]

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