Oh, come the fuk on. This has been a frustrating attempt from the beginning and he really should just give up. He's used to rejection. But not even being acknowledged bugs him, and the time he's spent on the barge has already... Well, not exactly bolstered his self esteem, but patched over it and caused a few outgrowths to sprout near the insecurities. This should be working. He's the only di'Taykan here. It's not like he should have to expect this to work on his own merit. His expression is downright petulant (though it doesn't quite map to the human equivalent) for a moment, and then he sighs, sits back up, and turns his masker down. The temptation is to just switch the stupid thing to zero, but that's more or less illegal for a reason. He's a criminal and all, but just straight overwhelming a sentient's brain entirely is a little iffy, unless you want them to hate you. Can be fun with full consent first, but for now, it's just down from ten to eight.
Actual flirting is the worst. Trying as always to channel Dy, he sits like someone could be taking a pinup picture any moment, but a halfway tasteful one, hands behind him on the bed, head tilted to the side a bit, ankles crossed the best they can be in clunky army surplus boots. He's not much of a dresser even for a di'Taykan. "Really? All that adrenaline's not giving you any ideas?" Part of the problem is he can't get a read on Mort. Does he want submissive and pliable, aggressive and demanding, what?
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Date: 2016-12-04 03:21 pm (UTC)Actual flirting is the worst. Trying as always to channel Dy, he sits like someone could be taking a pinup picture any moment, but a halfway tasteful one, hands behind him on the bed, head tilted to the side a bit, ankles crossed the best they can be in clunky army surplus boots. He's not much of a dresser even for a di'Taykan. "Really? All that adrenaline's not giving you any ideas?" Part of the problem is he can't get a read on Mort. Does he want submissive and pliable, aggressive and demanding, what?