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18 / Male / Bi / Four Three of Clubs

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My Self-Summary

I'm Scott Summers and yeah I always need to wear these sunglasses, thanks for asking.

My Future Plans

Going back home.

My Talents

A lot of things.

Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

Stuff that doesn't suck.

My Ideal Partner

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Height 5'8" Body Type Lean, athletic build Smokes No Drinks No (mostly because underage) Drugs No Sign Libra Education Xavier's Institute Occupation Student Income None Children No Pets No Hobbies Normal things

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01. WINE OR BEER

idk probably beer

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES

Clowns I guess

.03 SHOWER OR BATH

Shower

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS

Ninjas

.05 TITS OR ASS

Yes

.06 COFFEE OR TEA

Coffee

.07 SPICY OR SWEET

Spicy

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER

Summer

.09 LEATHER OR LACE

Leather

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX

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Personality Type
ISFJ-T

ENERGY

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MIND

92%

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NATURE

60%

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TACTICS

82%

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IDENTITY

67%

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[gurge]

[ the unfortunate truth about sorcerers, mutants — the exceptional — is that they are all human. even when all of jujutsu society was abuzz with the boy who was practically a god, Getou came to know him as one of the most humane people he'd ever known. every classmate and peer, every teacher and mentor locked behind the mysticism of their age and wisdom was always still a family member going home at the end of the day, a person with a pet or hobby waiting alone in their apartment. ]

[ humans? he isn't sure. all they do is suffer and inflict. he can become just a teen boy with Scott again because of what he is. all that and more hangs heavy between them when he asks a rhetorical, teasing question. ]

[ Getou lets it slip by. he has many times, tonight. his reward is rough affection, suiting him fine with a grin and laugh, intentionally subdued in the way he looks — away, at the ground, at anything but Scott. ]

I'm hot. I always look at least half good. [ the quirk of an eyebrow dares him to argue it as they come to his door, Getou marking it with a press of his back. his free hand settles around Scott's shoulders — aww, small. short. ]

And what did you learn? Not to challenge me at UFO Catchers, maybe?

[laserguy]

[Getou sure is a modest guy. And yet, he really can't argue. He's right.]

Yeah yeah, your face is pretty good. Pretty lucky about that.

[Because his personality-- no, that's not really true, is it? Not after spending these past few hours with him, hanging out at the arcade, grabbing food together. It was more than just fine; he really enjoyed his time with Getou-- Suguru. He's almost sad that the date is ending. It doesn't mean all this is gone forever or that they can't have another date, but the end of the day is always the hardest.]

That you're a bigger jerk than I ever imagined. [But he's also leaning closer to Getou, maybe needing to stand a little bit on his tiptoes to lean up to him. His intentions are clear, face clearly wanting despite the glasses over his eyes, though he doesn't close that final distance yet.]

Yet I like hanging out with you. [...] And that I still want to properly end this date.

[gurge]

[ arrogant — and yet even a playful compliment goes far now, between just the two of them. Getou lifts his chin this way and that, giving a wink, a cheesy grin, a lid o his eyes, all angles a portrait might take... with his reflection in Scott's glasses the camera. he's joking! mostly. his expressions devolve into laughter, flushed and buzzed warm, that giddy kind of way indulging in innocence and the wholesome makes you feel like a kid again. ]

[ it's a good change, between all the debauchery of Golden Peacock. that he can handle while hardly fazed; it's the sweet and earnest he struggles to hold his composure around. ]

Yeah? [ he can't help but agree — and yet, there's something about the tension of not giving into it right away. the gap between the first inkling to kiss and the press of lips together is sorely undervalued. a broad, rough thumb kneads the nape of Scott's neck right at his hairline... staring, this time, through the red glass of the visor. he wonders what color his eyes really are. ]

"Properly", [ he echoes it, voice low. smooth as a cat's purr. ] What does that mean? People aren't usually brave enough to ask me on dates.

[ let alone take him on one, or have the gall to ask him for what they want. i can be hhard not to feel like a foxtoy under those smart features. ]

[laserguy]

[Lips almost touching but not quite, their teasing continuing between each other and it's something that is honestly enjoyable right now, but he definitely wants more. Scott leans closer, one hand gripping his shoulder as he looks at Getou from behind those opaque red lenses. He should be hard to read and yet, here he is with a different kind of adrenaline running through him. Excited, eager, something undoubtedly boyish despite himself.]

You know. [He knows that Getou knows, it's just all part of the game.] And I said before I don't do things in a half-assed way. Not when I care about it.

[Homework and other crap? Yeah, whatever. But making sure he gives Getou the full experience on how he'd take someone out on a date? Obviously important. He raises his hand other to the taller teen's cheek, lightly holding it, as he starts to close that short distance between their lips in a kiss that is almost too sweet.]