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[When the feed cuts on there are a few things so incredibly obvious about the scene that anyone familiar with Klavier would know instantly that this was not typical:

A. He has no idea he's being recorded...well this is pretty normal...but his enduring lack of awareness is not.

B. He is in his office and he seems to be working diligently. When has he ever been shown in his office working harder than he plays?

C. Judging by the mountain of paper work and his unkempt, unpolished, devil-may-care appearance he appears to have been here for a while.

And

D. The look on his face suggests he's in a very bad mood on this very fine day.

Which doesn't help when his secretary comes in to check his pulse, thus disturbing the furious flow of his work. And the community is treated to the following interaction:]

What are you doing?

I wanted to make sure you were alive...you've holed yourself up and you haven't come out for hours. Aren't you hungry? Tired?

I'm neither, now leave me, I'm busy.

Clearly something is bothering you, you're more dedicated to your paper work than normal. Won't you trust me and tell me what it is?

I've learned a valuable lesson about naiveté and trust and that it's okay to trust people up till and except when evidence to the contrary proves you're mistaken. Then you're just being gullible.

Anything I can help with?

No, please leave.

But I'm really concerned about you.

I don't need you to be, now leave me alone.

But Mr. Gavin-

[The usually tolerant Klavier brings his fist down hard against the table he's working at sending some papers and a few unstable items flying off while startling his secretary. For a moment his expression is a bit unhinged and vaguely reminiscent of another Gavin.]

Oh!

I said get out!

Yes...you're right...I apologize...

[And soon enough Klavier is alone again in his office and though he seems calm his mood hasn't changed.]

Damn...

[ooc: Normal text is Klavier, italics belong to his secretary.]

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It's impossible to go any further with a man who isn't interested, I just wanted to show you my appreciation. It's not that weird.

[He may look annoyed at something, but that's normal enough for Greed.] Weren't you pissed off at me or something? Don't think anything's changed just 'cause I'm letting you sleep it off to clear yer head a little...

I'm too tired to be pissed off and when I wake up I'll have let it go. You're off the hook this time, Herr...lucky...you're like a cat with your nine lives.

[A nudge back towards the bed.] Yeah. You might run away shirtless on me again. Then I'll be in trouble.

[Right, he knows a nudge toward the bed when he sees it, fine if you want him asleep that bad he'll take the hint. He's already stripped off his shirt, socks and shoes, now he does the one thing that had been impossible for Greed to do earlier. he kicks off his pants] I suppose you'll be around to harass me again another day.

[Well. That's worth a good hard stare. He probably won't actually glance up to make eye contact again until Klavier's under the blanket, but he still seems to keep the usual disinterested tone.]

Just keep makin' yerself feel good by makin' my monk feel good. He really doesn't seem to want anything else out of you right now. Even said anything deeper'd be a pain, so... [It may be a little insulting, the face Greed makes with that statement. It has nothing to do with what he's looking at, but with such a shameless, guileless gawk, it might be hard to really believe he has anything else going on in his mind. In fact, most people have a hard time believing as much even when he's not specifically leering at their exposed flesh.]

I don't have a problem being kind to Issei, I don't even have a problem with sex...it becomes a problem when I require your permission to do what I please...your regulations, your boundaries...can't you see it's strangling me Herr. It's cutting off the creative flow and my own desire...I don't think I could concentrate on sex knowing you're out there just waiting to chew my ass out. I'd end up with performance anxiety if I had to relive this experience over in my mind with Issei...face it, you're traumatizing me...don't you remember what I said? Not a single good memory to show for the day, not one scrap of motivation...you ask for too much this time, knowing full well there's not a request you could make that I would deny, if you had a real request to make of me...[and Klavier, shameless, takes a seat on the edge of the bed, propping one foot up on his thigh and leaning forward. He catches the look and heaves a long suffering sigh.] If you're not attracted you don't have to stare, but a man's body isn't so bad, Herr.

Edited 2012-02-13 05:18 (UTC)

Then just forget I exist and keep enjoying him. [Annnnd.... eyes up again.] I won't touch you 'till he starts gettin' down on himself for doin' the quick, nice 'n easy thing with you. Since you already did him once, yer already on the block for that as soon as the blade comes down. As long as you don't do anything to set him off before he sets himself off, you'll be doin' as good as you can.

Hell, you figure he'll be fine with it the rest of his life, right? You'd feel like shit, too, if you did that with someone who'd end up regretting it later.

Keepin' it up and never mentioning any kinda problem you got with him's the best way to keep him from regretting it. That's the best way to keep you happy, too.

You say all this and yet it doesn't factor into your equation that maybe I have my heart set on someone else. Don't you think your standards are too rigid?

Oi, oi, oi, oi. [Greed gives a 'shooing' wave.] C'mon, I'm bein' pretty serious here for once, so don't pull those kinda lines.

Don't dismiss me, I'm making a very valid statement. It's not like I don't think about that sort of thing...and you're closing the door on me with your demands. If I love someone else it would only be using Issei as a substitute by having repeat sexual encounters with him which is something he would feel bad about as well.

Tch, so he's met her already...

And if I have?

Then still.

No, then, especially!

You can't make me.

What the hell's wrong with gettin' yer enjoyment outtah every person you can, as much as you can?! [It feels a bit weird to storm directly up to him when he's, well, naked. A hand reaches out to grab him, then stops short.

Nudity has always been a rather solid defense against Greed.]

You gonna let one person fuck up yer life like that?!

You seem content to want to do with my life what you want and I'm not even yours. Who's to say you're not the one fucking my life up? [Klavier watches Greed intently for several moments before shaking his head and heaving another sigh. It really is difficult talking right now so he'll give crawling under the sheets a go and laying back against his pillows.] Listen, there's nothing for you to get worked up about.

Fucking your life up... That's somethin' to get worked up about, ain't it?

So what is your goal here, to get me worked up? Why are you so interested in that...surely your aim is to break me isn't it? And then you have to pop in and see me when I'm not talking to you.. Sometimes you're pretty weird yourself.

I'm tired of tryin' to work you up, now... I lost that one. This one's more important, anyway. You're the one I'm trying to figure out, here. Are you really happy just sayin' you did him once, victory dance, done? You gonna say you'd be able to do that to him, as long as you get to blame me?

Ah, tired? Maybe you should get some rest too, Herr. What I'm saying and what I've been trying to say is that I'm not going to put Issei on some kind of sex cycle. If something happens then it happens naturally. Though the likelihood decreases when I think about your retribution.

You missed yer chance to blame not doin' shit with him on me with that first time. Hell, it's part of the thrill for you... [There's a dismissive wave, a pause that seems like a realization, then a rush of tension in his shoulders scowl at the wall. He'll shrug it off momentarily, taking a few more tired steps back from the bed. At any rate, he seems to think he's figured something out.]

...Yeah. Naturally.

Just don't swear him off or tell him any of yer complaints if they got to do with me, if yer "afraid of retribution."

Why would I blame you for anything. You seem to have enough dislike for me to put all of the blame on me, stress me out, and attempt to rile me up...[Klavier isn't sure what he's just realized, but he's going to assume that it's another of Greed's horrible misconception]

I'm not going to say anything about what we've talked about today, but there is a tension between Issei and I that should be resolved.

It's only on yer end. You gonna pretend to hold him not likin' me against him?

No, I only hold you not liking me against you, I'll like who I wish to like regardless of who else does or does not like them.

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