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[ sup, tranquility. attractive blond on the network today (nothing new). dressed in a tank-top, hair pulled back in a short tail, he looks tired and a little stressed, but somehow still very.. charming?

he huffs when he realizes the feed's begun, rubbing a hand over his face. ] Okay, so I practiced this shit in the mirror, but-- [ he groans, hand dropping away, frowning a little. ] Basically, there's no amount of goddamn practice that can prepare you for outing yourself on what equates to national tv or whatever. ... Fuck. Okay. I'm not the weirdest thing on this ship, so no big deal, right?

[ he mutters something else under his breath, then sits up. ] --Look, it's like this, right? Hi. I'm Finch. I have a seriously specific diet that I'm gonna' need some help with. [ a fidget, rubbing at the nape of his neck, gaze sliding away briefly. ] .. Fuck, I can't believe I'm doing this shit, this is ridiculous. I'm-- uh. Where I'm from, I'm called an incubus. I eat sex energy, and yes, fuck, I know how sleazy it sounds, you don't have to point that shit out, I live it every goddamn day. [ obviously, he's accustomed to jackasses, and will handle other jackasses accordingly.

he pauses for a moment, softening his glare carefully. ] .. Point is, I try to eat at least four times a week to keep myself from turning into what basically amounts to a monster that doesn't give a shit whether you want it or not, and there's only.. what, three-hundred people on this tub? So it's not like I can just feed and move on, you know? [ he looks a little embarrassed, mouth thinning. ] .. I need to know if there are people who'd be willing to be dinner-- regularly.

[ a pause, realizing that sounds, well, pretty negative, before brightening a little, sitting up. ] There are benefits! Seriously, I mean, I'm an incubus. I can personally guarantee it'll be the best fuck you've ever had, and a normal night's sleep should be enough to fix you, and, like, I don't even need you to be human or anything. As long as you can feel pleasure, I can figure out how to give it to you. Also, it doesn't matter how kinky you are, either, you know?

[ another pause, blowing his bangs out of his eyes, head tilting. ] .. Anyway, yeah, that's it. It'd be great if I got some volunteers like, asap. It's been three days and I'm fucking starving. [ he lifts his hand in a little wave. ] Thanks!

[ and the feed ends. y e p. ]

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.. Yeah, well, we're not exactly common where I'm from, either. Dude, are you like.. super far away from the phone? Speak up, bro.

[Oh, wait. That was different. He fiddles with the thing for a moment before it seems as though he is being recorded as well.]

Ah- forgive me. I am not entirely accustomed to this....Phone.

[ ... oh. hi, handsome. ]

No problem, man. I guess it'd take some getting used to if you've never used one, yeah.

Quite a bit. Anything like this would be considered magic in my world.

Yeah, well-- [ a brief laugh, shaking his head. ] --definitely not magic, I can promise that much. You look like you're getting the hang of it, though. You new here, too?

As fresh as fallen snow, though I am nowhere near as pure.

Babe, preaching to the choir. [ he gestures to his ears, brows arching curiously. ] You're pretty. You fae?

That just makes us all the more fun.

[His lips twist in a grin and yes, he does preen just a bit at that.]

I am an Elf. I do not suppose you have those in your world?

Oh, an elf. Yeah, we've got 'em. Dark and light kind. I don't see 'em often, though, I don't have much to do with the Otherworld.

I was not aware elves came in more than one kind aside from where it is they make their home- or are you referring to skin color?

Nah, though they do look different. It's what people call 'em. There's the dark ones and the light ones, but not gonna' lie, I don't really know the difference. I mean, I guess it could be that the light ones are good and the dark ones are bad, but shit in the Otherworld is like.. never so fucking straightforward.

Ah, yes. Light- good, pure, devout; Dark- bad, sinful, and usually? The more fun of the two! [He cracks a laugh, eyes crinkling at the corners.] Complicated individuals are so much more interesting, are they not?