(00: 58:21) Virtuos: Would Vlad want a gunsmith?
(00: 58:33) vladimirw: Want one D: ?
(00: 58:42) Virtuos: Uhuh. c: Like someone to make guns for him-
(00: 58:46) Virtuos: ..also Toonami is on in two minutes.
(00: 59:32) vladimirw: VladimirW u; um...*Fiddles fingers* want do you mean by want
(00: 59:38) Virtuos: Like..to hire? :x
(00: 59:57) Virtuos: Or idk. you tell me
(01: 00:35) vladimirw: Well...Utm *coughs and looks away shyly*
(01: 01:00) * Virtuos quirks his brow at.
(01: 01:04) Virtuos: Do tell!
(01: 02:05) vladimirw: VladimirW taps his pointer tips together. "I have been looking for a...um...Hrm...Hu...."
(01: 02:23) * Virtuos cants his head to the left, slowly smiling. "..A..?"
(01: 03:07) vladimirw: "Husband...!" Rams his face into his pillow hes sitting on.
(01: 03:34) * Virtuos lets out a soft laugh, gently patting the scientist's head. "..And you'd consider me, someone you haven't met fully?"
(01: 04:16) vladimirw: VladimirW keeps his face in the pillow. "This scientist hs been very lonley with only a butler to acompany him..." He muffles
(01: 04:43) * Virtuos slides his clawed hand beneath Vlad's forehead, attempting to gingerly raise it from the pillow. If not, he tries to slide the pillow away. "And..?"
(01: 06:35) vladimirw: VladimirW sits up from his pillow and slouches where he sat, his legs folded together, looking at his hands as he played with his own fingers in his lap. "It's hard to find a good hard working man now-a-days...I've never been good with holding things off or dating or anything...Never did it in my life." He sighed.
(01: 07:45) * Virtuos awkwardly raises one paw to place it on the man's shoulder, gingerly patting to be as comforting as he can. "Well, gunsmiths don't make much in terms of money, but I'm sure as day I can promise you I work hard!" he says with a soft chuckle, patting his shoulder as he speaks yet again. "Do you want to give me a try as you get to know me?"
(01: 10:31) vladimirw: VladimirW Lifts his head as he feels the paw on his shoulder. his hands went up to take the cap from his head that the man had placed on his head awhile ago. He took it off and looked down at it and spoke, "I would love to know you much more...sir." He said, swollowing hard on his words, very embaressed of what he had just asked.
(01: 11:55) * Virtuos can't help but smile at the awkward mumbles that came out of Vladimir's mouth. The capybara looks well at ease, even if it's a hard topic to speak about. "Sir? Hardly. Try Virtuos," he teases in a retort, his warmer side slowly peaking through that hard and tough exterior. He offers his hand, the other one still resting on the boy's shoulder.
(01: 15:16) vladimirw: VladimirW's head sprung up a bit quick as the other ended their sentance. Before him he saw his hand. Hardened worked from all of the man's work with metal and guns... His eyes lowered again to the hat... And then raised his left hand from the cap, slowly towards the other's hand, his fingers closed together as he did so, his pointed ears pinning down as he moved.
(01: 16:40) * Virtuos engulfs Vlad's hand in his own clawed, squeezing it gently. His fingers are spread, and he attempts to interlock his fingers with the other's own much leaner ones, his own skin cracked and worn down years of what was indeed hard labor. "Call me what you wish, though; I only want you to be comfortable," he mumbles softly.
(01: 18:42) vladimirw: As the hand suddenly takes his, his weak will to keep his fingers together let the large ones slip between his. Instantly the young male creature brought his right hand and the cap up to his face planted his eyes into it and leaned forward into the others lap, gripping his other hand, his shoulder shaking with what seemed as if he was crying.
(01: 20:24) * Virtuos furrows his brows as the smaller boy seems to sob! He accepts the creature into his lap, still holding his hand, which he squeezes gently. Clucking his tongue, the capybara dares to place a gentle peck on the man's forehead, a concerned look flashing over his face. "..ssh, why cry?" he bluntly asks, his free hand raises to wrap around Vlad's waist.
(01: 22:37) vladimirw: VladimirW lifted his head, a large smile on his face as two stream of water trickled down from each of his hazel eyes. His blond hair in his face a little as he looked up to him, feeling the comfort of their hands. "Just very happy..."
(01: 23:34) * Virtuos raises that hand that had once snaked around his waist, using the thumb digit to gently wick away the tear from his eyes. The rodent lets out a soft laugh, smiling as he tries to gently rock the boy in his lap. He presses his own back to the wall, leaning against it. "..Good. I'd want that."
(01: 28:00) vladimirw: VladimirW looks down as the tear is whiped from his cheek. He let out a long sigh to calm himself down as he sat in the other's lap, gentley being rocked. Sheepishly he let himself lean against him, his face going to lean on his chest, but he flinched as if his face had touched something very cold, a nervous reaction as he felt the others clothing on his skin...and then he let himself lean. Vlad thought it odd how two strangers, both probably equally hardened at heart from their own work, now finding comfort...