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Journal Entry #7

[Backdated to September 29th]

I don't know who decided to give Zazzerpan pie, but I would advise against doing it again as he was very sick all over the goat pen. Seeing that it was just a very simple case of stomach upset and since he's feeling much better now, I'm not terribly angry about this. However, it was very concerning for a while and cleaning up after him was very unpleasant, so I really would appreciate it if you would talk to me before feeding my goat. Thank-you.

And to everyone who happened to have Ancient Runes with me yesterday, [inkblot] I'm very sorry you had to see that. It won't happen again. [Another inkblot] Or it won't happen again if I can figure out exactly what happened. I'll look into it at my earliest possible convenience.

[[OOC: Apparently, on September 28th, one Gamzee Makara happened to be speculating on what certain people might look like if they were naked. And then thinking made it so.]]

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Don't get no worry up in your pan about that. I'll take care of it. [Gamzee says, rather mysteriously, then looks down at the books himself.]

Yeah! For the assignment. Except I ain't really getting how come some things know what's going to happen and how come some things don't. Like animals, they be making sense to me, because animals know all sorts of crazy shit what people ain't got their knowledge about. But how do them clouds be knowing? Like, do someone else do the knowing for them? Motherfuckin' miracles. But the sun ain't hardly an omen for nothing, and it's a lot bigger, so how come it don't be telling shit?

[He shakes his head in wonder at the universe, snaking one long arm around Shinra's waist as the other boy leans forward.]

[He turns, peering into Gamzee's eyes once again.]

I'm not sure that's possible. I don't think I can really keep from thinking about you for very long. So, if something's wrong it would be virtually impossible for me to keep from worrying about it. And if there's something you need to look after, I'd be happy to help you with it.

[He smiles amiably before turning back to the books, shifting closer to Gamzee and leaning his head against his shoulder as the other boy's arm makes its way around his waist.]

I think animal knowledge is based mainly on experience or instinct. Although instinct is fascinating in of itself. I know it's mostly a product of the brain stem, I've never really been able to understand how any of that really works.

You can help me by sitting in my lap, babe. [little grin at him, then raising his hand to play with the hair at the nape of Shinra's neck as leans against Gamzee]

What's a brain stem? Is that what the brain be growing up from?

I'm not sure if you're being facetious, but it would be nice.

[He sighs contentedly, moving his hand to rest on the other boy's knee.]

That's essentially it. It's the most primal part of the brain, and the part that connects to the spinal cord, and to the rest of the nervous system. If I'm not mistaken, it's also responsible for most of our base instincts.

Nah, I want to be keeping my face where it is right now. [considers this explanation, while winding bits of hair around his fingers] So like the part what wants sex and food and shit? I guess I must got me a big motherfuckin' stem, then. [thoughtfully]

[He blinks, glancing up at Gamzee somewhat confusedly. However, he keeps from moving too much, as his current position is very, very nice.]

Well... I should hope so. That would definitely be understandable.

[He then decides that moving might not be a bad idea after all and shifts a little closer, pressing himself right against the arm of the chair.]

That's exactly it! Although I'm not sure if your brain stem could be larger than most, but if your base desires are particularly strong, you may be more attuned to the stem than most people.

[Gamzee makes a soft sound of delight at that thought, leaning in to kiss Shinra quickly on the lips, reveling in the fact that he can.]

Exactly motherfuckin' right! My stem is all in tune, it be having rhythms and beats and shit! Which be making a lot of sense, why I can be feeling certain shit what other people maybe ain't be feeling.

[ ... he sniggers, then, because he is still a 15 year old boy, and uses his free hand to squeeze Shinra's thigh, high up, though he stops short of groping the other boy.] Certain good shit.

[He leans up, eagerly returning the kiss before settling his head back on Gamzee's shoulder.]

I've never thought of the brain stem that way, but I suppose you could be right. There is something vaguely rhythmic about our inst-

[He starts slightly, before grinning and turning his head to place a quick kiss on the other boy's neck.]

You're right. You do seem to feel a lot... In a number of ways.

[Gamzee makes a happy back-of-the-throat noise at the kiss on his neck - he always likes those. They seem more adult to him, somehow, maybe because he's seen them more in movies and sex scenes. Not that mouth kissing with Shinra isn't amazing, too ... ]

Oh, babe, I could show you so many ways. [Gamzee promises, with a sly smile.] All the ways I could get your stem thumpin', too. [He squeezes Shinra's thigh again, then rubs the long muscle there suggestively, though it's a little clumsy over the robes.]

[Shinra breaks into a completely unrestrained smile at the noise Gamzee emits. As with any case of experimentation, there's a very special sense of glee in knowing you've done something right. But this one is much more visceral and more pure in a sense. He shifts again, momentarily glancing to the side and coming dangerously close to making eye contact with a passer by. He then glances back up at the Slytherin, smiling apologetically.]

Perhaps when we're not in the library?

[Gamzee's eyes narrow, and he glances out at the rest of the library, as if it's conspired somehow to personally thwart him. Of course, things feel like that sometimes - it's so hard to get alone with Shinra, and while he's never going to complain about the time they've had together (and it's fueled many a late night and early morning wank session), he still wishes they could have more. Go further, if Shinra's up for it. It feels as though his hormones have kicked into overdrive, now that he's actually got an outlet for them and more than just the fantasy of imagining what the younger boy might do, but some actual firsthand knowledge of the way he smiles when he's pleased by something Gamzee's done, the way he presses up close when he's excited.]

Yeah. [finally, sighing] I guess so. And I guess I have to finish this essay and shit. [He squeezes the other boy's leg one more time before putting his hand more chastely on the desk, though the other stays firmly around the Ravenclaw's waist.]

You gonna come out to Hogsmeade with me? You know, the first weekend we can?

Right! Forgive me; I went on a bit of a tangent.

[He can't help but smile as Gamzee squeezes his leg, but he sits up as the other boy pulls his hand away and turns back to look over the books to hide his dismay. As interesting as Divination essays were, it really would be nice to be somewhere a bit more secluded than the library. And possibly a bit more secluded than a broom closet. Although he wouldn't say no to a broom closet by any means, if it was the only place on offer, which it often was.]

Are you going to be focusing on negative omens? Because I think you're definitely going about it the right way. After all, if you have a decent understanding of a curse, you'd have a better idea of what might precede it.

[At the question, he turns back to beam at Gamzee.]

I would like that! When were you thinking of going?

[In only a few more days he'd be done with his detentions, and suddenly they'd have a chunk of time in the evening, before everyone had to be back in their dorms, but after classes and other demands on their time. Gamzee already has plans for what he wants to do, places he wants to take Shinra, ways to find some alone time with more space than a broom closet. Sure, things were getting colder, but there were charms for that, right?]

Oh ... yeah. [Right. The curses were supposed to have to do with omens, and not with finding out who'd stripped his boyfriend in front of other people and getting revenge.] Yeah, bad omens.

[He closed that book as he turned toward Shinra again, shrugging and grinning.] I usually get my narrow ass down there as soon as we can be going, 'cause it be nice to be outside the castle, and I gotta restock my shit, you know? But if you wanna go later, I can get my shake on for that, too. I just wanted to do like a real motherfuckin' date with my baby.

[He gives off a small confused frown as Gamzee closes the book. Perhaps Gamzee had already gotten everything out of it that he needed, but he would have liked to talk about that matter for just a bit longer. After all, Gamzee's hypothesis was astounding and completely unheard of as far as he knew. However, it did make a lot of sense. A curse should have a distinctive energy about it and logically, any related omens would have to possess the sme energy. He's about to point out how brilliant Gamzee's hypothesis is and how it could potentially revolutionize divination, but then Gamzee starts talking about Hogsmeade and... Well, that's also very important.

He looks up at the other boy with a half reverent, half gleeful smile.]

I would definitely like that! And I'm not doing anything on Saturday if you'd like to go then. Are you planning on going to the apothecary this time? Because I would be more than happy to join you. And afterwards we could...

[He trails off, having realized that he's not quite sure of what anyone really does on a date or -more importantly- what there was to do in Hogsmeade that Gamzee would particularly enjoy. He shrugs, smiling amiably.]

I'm sure we can think of something.

I can think of a lot of things. [The curve of Gamzee's lips and the way he glances down the younger boy's body makes it pretty clear what he's thinking about, though really, it's not like they can go rent a room in Hogsmeade or anything. Unconsciously, he touches his lower lip with his tongue, though, nodding slowly.] Yeah, I gots to go to the apothecary and then talk to this other motherfucker I know. But maybe after we can go to the pub, or ... I don't know, people go to that tea joint, ain't they doing that? Except I always thought mostly old ladies like them tea joints. No movies, or we could go to one of them ...

[Gamzee's knowledge of what people do on proper dates, besides bring flowers, is almost as limited as Shinra's.] Or we could just walk around and look at shit, if you want. Or ... get something to be putting down our protein chutes? Wherever you want.

[Shinra follows Gamzee's gaze for a moment before quickly looking back up and into the other boy's eyes.] I imagine you could. You do have an brilliantly inventive mind, so I'm sure that whatever you might come up with would be exceptional. [He tilts his head slightly, smiling thoughtfully as he slowly reaches out to place his hand over Gamzee's.]

But really, I'll be perfectly happy as long as you're there.

[The taller boy's cheeks actually color - he's still surprised, quite a lot of the time, by how much Shinra seems to think of him, and he's not always sure what to do with it. Most people, even the people that really like Gamzee, tend to see him as a little daft or at least off on some other planet, which is often viewed as endearing but not exactly attractive. Shinra, on the other hand, seems to actually see this as a desirable trait, and it leaves the Slytherin feeling flustered and uncertain and weirdly, stupidly happy and scared all at the same time.]

Damn, you're about the sweetest thing I ever had on my tongue. [Gamzee says it without any intention to be lewd, just soft and a little shy, as his thumb traces over the back of Shinra's hand.] Me, too. I mean, I'll have all the joyous hallelujahs up in my pump biscuit when you be there with me.

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