[They're all very cute though........ Like ducklings... LIL LAMBS... OOOOH he loves all of the people he's come to care for here. He turns his head a little, pressing his lips to Scien's cheek (face) before tucking his head back down, watching all this science bullshit happen on the screen.]
[ hmmm he feels a small uptick in fondness when lucas kisses his cheek. very cute of him.
the heart is such an odd thing. but science bullshit happens, and scien watches the simulator run the course of a few hours in a matter of seconds. he still leans his head against lucas's
[ lucas is going to turn into an old cat lady.... but scien just huffs, faintly amused.
but the tablet will beep beep beep to get their attention and scien will glance back at it. ]
Ah, we have a solution. One dosage that will affect your strength for three hours and twenty-seven minutes. I'll formulate an antidote if you decide that's too long.
[ he taps the tablet one more time before turning to lucas and giving him another kiss ]
[HE IS AND IT'S GOING TO BE SO FUNNY!! He'll rest his chin on Scien so he can look at the tablet a little more closely even though he has no idea what it's saying. Three hours and twenty-seven minutes sounds doable, especially with an antidote... So he nods, after a few moments of consideration.]
I do, yes. That should work well for me.
[The way he's not even thinking about Scien in this particular moment he's just thinking about who he will find later and give a hug to and also worrying a little about the sensation of having his limbs weighted down again even if it will be diluted.]
[ scien turns to press a kiss to lucas's cheek again and
sets the machine to create multiple doses of both this formulation and antidote. help. he presses another kiss to lucas's mouth before he can say anything at all!
[LUCAS JUST GOING BACK TO HIS TIMELINE WITH A MEMORY UPDATE HE NEVER SHARES, A MAGIC CURE-ALL TO A CURSE, IMPORTANT INTEL AND ALSO DRUGS THAT CAN BE USED TO NERF HIS STRENGTH FOR SAFE SEX. WILD.]
but he will just give lucas another kiss nonetheless. this one lingers, and scien deepens it with his own renewed sense of both possessiveness and greed. if lucas is willing to give more of himself to him, then it's not as though scien can think to be anything but entirely welcoming. ]
One of us has to be forward-thinking. Though I would rather be thinking only of you.
[DON'T JUST HM ABOUT IT it's clearly a tease though, and one that vanishes into the sense of warmth and affection that rises up in him over this lingering kiss. He's still careful with his hands, but he lets himself indulge a little, tilting his head to meet Scien and then stealing another little kiss before he draws away to speak.]
Is this also an honor? I've been receiving quite a few.
[RUDE THOUGH HE'S FORWARD-THINKING when he needs to think about direass things.]
[ another honor!! scien just laughs as he leans in to claim another kiss, letting this occupy their time as he waits for the machine to finish loading up vials with the appropriate chemicals
he raises a brow, arrogant as always ]
Scien Brofiise is yours, Lucas Proust. You have charmed a god into the palm of your hand. Is there a greater honor than that?
[ANOTHER HONOR!! He just huffs out a little laugh against Scien's mouth, returning kiss for slow and affectionate kiss. He's in no rush, even if there are still quite a few things he's sure they both need to do before the night is up.]
I don't suppose so... I'll cherish it as well as I cherish you, then.
[He can say things like this now without immediately wanting to reflexively hit Scien with a brick which is truly the power of Scien Brofiise. Ortie is so mad.]
but there's something in scien's chest that warms at that. to be cherished, is it? a foreign sentiment to a god who is so accustomed to giving unconditionally while expecting nothing in return. it's sweet. he thinks he could get used to this.
and so he'll give lucas another kiss, licking into his mouth insistently as if hoping that he'll be able to capture those words again with a curious swipe of his tongue.
even when he pulls away, his eyes are bright ]
To offer me such sweet words... Are you looking for me to spoil you more?
[ is it a bribe? scien accepts. "lucas didn't say it was a bribe" accepts ]
[HE REALLY MUST BE. WHO THE HELL TRAINS UP A PERSONAL ASSASSIN EXPECTING HIM TO FALL FOR THE TARGET THAT'S SOME AO3 BULLSHIT.
But he settles into Scien's arms and allows him to explore as he pleases, returning the curiosity with hunger of his own that builds in his enthusiasm. It's nowhere near as wild as that very first kiss had been but HOPEFULLY NOTHING EVER WILL BE the aftermath was too scary. When he pulls back, he kisses the corner of Scien's mouth.]
I think you already spoil me more than enough.
[The way this is the Catholic Guilt but is also factually correct, local serial killer Lucas Proust really does get spoiled WAY TOO MUCH BY SCIEN BROFIISE.]
[ OOOOHHHHH LUCASCI YOUR ABSOLUTELY INSANE AO3 BULLSHIT
but it's fine, it doesn't need to be as wild as their first kiss. for now. scien thinks it would be funnier to build to that point again gradually and when it's safer to. but as is, he takes note of that answering hunger and grins faintly when lucas gives him another kiss. ]
I can and will be much worse. Or better, depending on perspective.
It is. I haven't forgotten my intention to make sure that you're happy for the rest of your life.
[ SO ARROGANT MY GODDD
but again the lil machine will go beep beep wow there's lucas's uhhhh banging drug and antidote i guess. scien will give him one more kiss before going to get up ]
You've already given me plenty of happiness, you know.
[He's satisfied with that and will HAVE TO BE BECAUSE HE'S GOING TO RUN LIKE A MANIAC. But he'll just watch Scien go, fond and warm and also a little curious even though he is still a touch apprehensive about this DON'T JUST CALL IT BANGING DRUG EVEN THOUGH I DID FIRST]
scien will just come back though, bringing along two vials in a drinkable form. he lifts the antidote first: ]
Here, for whenever you want it. [ and then he'll place it on the bedside table within easy reach. afterwards, he lifts the other vial ]
Three hours of twenty-seven minutes of inhibited strength. If you decide you don't like it, you can take the antidote at any time.
[ and he'll offer the vial out for lucas to take himself this time. once he takes it, scien will wrap an arm around lucas to fit him against his side again, kissing his cheek like that'll help ease some of those nerves again ]
He'll nod at the antidote though, watching it be placed on the table. After the explanation, he'll reach out to take the vial. Thinking about how Scien is truly so good to him genuinely and he trusted Scien before he had any affection for him, but it's also hilarious how fast he's willing to trust people about medical shit given his history. He'll lean against Scien, though, allowing himself to just settle against him for a few moments, feeling his warmth and heartbeat.
But eventually, he'll put the vial to his lips, pause for a second, and then drink down the contents. Leaning over to set the empty vial next to the antidote... Then leaning back and holding a hand out for Scien so he can give delicate paw.]
anyway it's truly so funny how trusting lucas is. he really is just someone who wants to believe in someone, anyone, and he has only just recently placed his faith into someone who refuses to do wrong by him. scien doesn't rush lucas, instead just waiting patiently. lucas could even decide in this moment that he doesn't want to do this at all, and scien would simply just go back to kissing him with an abundance of caution.
but as he takes the antidote, some of that heaviness will return. it won't be to the same debilitating extent as before, but with having to put in more effort to use his strength, it simultaneously lowers the maximum threshhold of how much damage he can do.
scien isn't thinking about that, though. he's just endeared by lucas choosing to reach out for his hand first. so to answer him, the same way that lucas has been answering him over the past few weeks, scien will give paw without question. ]
[STOP THAT you said i wish for death but scien brofiise would never make this kind of mistake
Hm... He sits here with the heaviness as it begins, and it isn't anywhere near as bad as it was before, though he's still a little uncertain in how he feels about it. He lifts his free arm a little. The hand that Scien placed his into doesn't hold it just yet.]
...It's still a rather unpleasant sensation... [But he's not spooked or anxious, at least, considering there's an antidote right there if he needs it.
Eventually, when he feels like it's safe enough to do so, he'll test his grip strength - or rather, how careful he does or doesn't need to be, wrapping his fingers around Scien's hand gently. It's probably a weird fucking grip because he's dealing with the combination of losing his max strength, gaining it back after two months of adjusting to being nerfed, and then losing a bit of it again but in the weird way of having deadass limbs, but it isn't overly-strong, at least.]
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[They're all very cute though........ Like ducklings... LIL LAMBS... OOOOH he loves all of the people he's come to care for here. He turns his head a little, pressing his lips to Scien's cheek (face) before tucking his head back down, watching all this science bullshit happen on the screen.]
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the heart is such an odd thing. but science bullshit happens, and scien watches the simulator run the course of a few hours in a matter of seconds. he still leans his head against lucas's
but now he'll tease: ]
Troublemakers? Headaches?
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Don't be cruel. They're certainly more ducklings than headaches.
[What about troublemakers...]
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A bundle of rambunctious kittens.
[ c. compromise? ]
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That's a fair description, yes.
[He says this with utmost fondness...]
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but the tablet will beep beep beep to get their attention and scien will glance back at it. ]
Ah, we have a solution. One dosage that will affect your strength for three hours and twenty-seven minutes. I'll formulate an antidote if you decide that's too long.
[ he taps the tablet one more time before turning to lucas and giving him another kiss ]
Do you accept?
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I do, yes. That should work well for me.
[The way he's not even thinking about Scien in this particular moment he's just thinking about who he will find later and give a hug to and also worrying a little about the sensation of having his limbs weighted down again even if it will be diluted.]
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[ scien turns to press a kiss to lucas's cheek again and
sets the machine to create multiple doses of both this formulation and antidote. help. he presses another kiss to lucas's mouth before he can say anything at all!
say goodbye to worries it's kissy time ]
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Scien!
[...Well. He will kiss Scien again anyway so is he really that bothered.]
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As if it would be a problem to have this in our inventory... Isn't it good to have some in supply?
So long as there's a corresponding antidote, you'll always have it within your control anyway.
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[LUCAS JUST GOING BACK TO HIS TIMELINE WITH A MEMORY UPDATE HE NEVER SHARES, A MAGIC CURE-ALL TO A CURSE, IMPORTANT INTEL AND ALSO DRUGS THAT CAN BE USED TO NERF HIS STRENGTH FOR SAFE SEX. WILD.]
But I suppose that's a fair enough point.
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[ unclear if true
but he will just give lucas another kiss nonetheless. this one lingers, and scien deepens it with his own renewed sense of both possessiveness and greed. if lucas is willing to give more of himself to him, then it's not as though scien can think to be anything but entirely welcoming. ]
One of us has to be forward-thinking. Though I would rather be thinking only of you.
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[DON'T JUST HM ABOUT IT it's clearly a tease though, and one that vanishes into the sense of warmth and affection that rises up in him over this lingering kiss. He's still careful with his hands, but he lets himself indulge a little, tilting his head to meet Scien and then stealing another little kiss before he draws away to speak.]
Is this also an honor? I've been receiving quite a few.
[RUDE THOUGH HE'S FORWARD-THINKING when he needs to think about direass things.]
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[ another honor!! scien just laughs as he leans in to claim another kiss, letting this occupy their time as he waits for the machine to finish loading up vials with the appropriate chemicals
he raises a brow, arrogant as always ]
Scien Brofiise is yours, Lucas Proust. You have charmed a god into the palm of your hand. Is there a greater honor than that?
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I don't suppose so... I'll cherish it as well as I cherish you, then.
[He can say things like this now without immediately wanting to reflexively hit Scien with a brick which is truly the power of Scien Brofiise. Ortie is so mad.]
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but there's something in scien's chest that warms at that. to be cherished, is it? a foreign sentiment to a god who is so accustomed to giving unconditionally while expecting nothing in return. it's sweet. he thinks he could get used to this.
and so he'll give lucas another kiss, licking into his mouth insistently as if hoping that he'll be able to capture those words again with a curious swipe of his tongue.
even when he pulls away, his eyes are bright ]
To offer me such sweet words... Are you looking for me to spoil you more?
[ is it a bribe? scien accepts. "lucas didn't say it was a bribe" accepts ]
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But he settles into Scien's arms and allows him to explore as he pleases, returning the curiosity with hunger of his own that builds in his enthusiasm. It's nowhere near as wild as that very first kiss had been but HOPEFULLY NOTHING EVER WILL BE the aftermath was too scary. When he pulls back, he kisses the corner of Scien's mouth.]
I think you already spoil me more than enough.
[The way this is the Catholic Guilt but is also factually correct, local serial killer Lucas Proust really does get spoiled WAY TOO MUCH BY SCIEN BROFIISE.]
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but it's fine, it doesn't need to be as wild as their first kiss. for now. scien thinks it would be funnier to build to that point again gradually and when it's safer to. but as is, he takes note of that answering hunger and grins faintly when lucas gives him another kiss. ]
I can and will be much worse. Or better, depending on perspective.
[ and that's a promise, darling ]
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Scien continues to be a problem on main but unfortunately Lucas is fine with this problem on main.]
Is it something to look forward to, then?
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[ SO ARROGANT MY GODDD
but again the lil machine will go beep beep wow there's lucas's uhhhh banging drug and antidote i guess. scien will give him one more kiss before going to get up ]
I'll get that then.
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[He's satisfied with that and will HAVE TO BE BECAUSE HE'S GOING TO RUN LIKE A MANIAC. But he'll just watch Scien go, fond and warm and also a little curious even though he is still a touch apprehensive about this DON'T JUST CALL IT BANGING DRUG EVEN THOUGH I DID FIRST]
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scien will just come back though, bringing along two vials in a drinkable form. he lifts the antidote first: ]
Here, for whenever you want it. [ and then he'll place it on the bedside table within easy reach. afterwards, he lifts the other vial ]
Three hours of twenty-seven minutes of inhibited strength. If you decide you don't like it, you can take the antidote at any time.
[ and he'll offer the vial out for lucas to take himself this time. once he takes it, scien will wrap an arm around lucas to fit him against his side again, kissing his cheek like that'll help ease some of those nerves again ]
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He'll nod at the antidote though, watching it be placed on the table. After the explanation, he'll reach out to take the vial. Thinking about how Scien is truly so good to him genuinely and he trusted Scien before he had any affection for him, but it's also hilarious how fast he's willing to trust people about medical shit given his history. He'll lean against Scien, though, allowing himself to just settle against him for a few moments, feeling his warmth and heartbeat.
But eventually, he'll put the vial to his lips, pause for a second, and then drink down the contents. Leaning over to set the empty vial next to the antidote... Then leaning back and holding a hand out for Scien so he can give delicate paw.]
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anyway it's truly so funny how trusting lucas is. he really is just someone who wants to believe in someone, anyone, and he has only just recently placed his faith into someone who refuses to do wrong by him. scien doesn't rush lucas, instead just waiting patiently. lucas could even decide in this moment that he doesn't want to do this at all, and scien would simply just go back to kissing him with an abundance of caution.
but as he takes the antidote, some of that heaviness will return. it won't be to the same debilitating extent as before, but with having to put in more effort to use his strength, it simultaneously lowers the maximum threshhold of how much damage he can do.
scien isn't thinking about that, though. he's just endeared by lucas choosing to reach out for his hand first. so to answer him, the same way that lucas has been answering him over the past few weeks, scien will give paw without question. ]
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Hm... He sits here with the heaviness as it begins, and it isn't anywhere near as bad as it was before, though he's still a little uncertain in how he feels about it. He lifts his free arm a little. The hand that Scien placed his into doesn't hold it just yet.]
...It's still a rather unpleasant sensation... [But he's not spooked or anxious, at least, considering there's an antidote right there if he needs it.
Eventually, when he feels like it's safe enough to do so, he'll test his grip strength - or rather, how careful he does or doesn't need to be, wrapping his fingers around Scien's hand gently. It's probably a weird fucking grip because he's dealing with the combination of losing his max strength, gaining it back after two months of adjusting to being nerfed, and then losing a bit of it again but in the weird way of having deadass limbs, but it isn't overly-strong, at least.]
Is that fine?
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