[Open] Drinks with a King

[conqueredhearts]

WHO: Iskandar and whoever joins him
WHAT: Iskandar has been matching Thedas months to Earth months and is guessing this is around a certain time of year. So he's hear to hold a memorial of sorts.
WHEN: Beginning of Justinian
WHERE: The docks
NOTES: Talk of death and dying. Note this is not a suicide content warning.

This wasn't the Okeanos of his dreams but he felt it would satisfy the time. That was to say he'd been figuring out how the months of this world might line up with those of his own world and had come up with the fact that his might be around Earth's June. The very same month historians had figured out he'd died at the age of thirty-two. Much had happened since that time but he felt that this was a day to honor something. Not him, of course, he had plenty of that already. No today was for those who had died living under his rule.

So he sat at the edge of the docks with a number of wine bottles around him. A couple were empty already to mark how much time had passed since he'd come out here. Around his neck was a small cat who had decided this was his favorite location to sleep even when Iskandar wasn't wearing his cloak. It was just nice to have a solid place to snooze apparently. Also there was a mabari pup next to him, sitting there as if trying to mimic the man in being calm. Not well though considering he kept wiggling about.

Iskandar chuckled and looked over his shoulder, having become aware that he wasn't alone. "Hello there. Would you care to join me? I am honoring the dead with a little memorial of sorts. You are welcome to think of your own lost ones if you like."

Comments

[samahl]

Cyril grins, enjoying the way that it feels to have Iskander's whole body move with the laugh. "I do want to make sure you enjoy yourself, Alexander."

[conqueredhearts]

"I don't hear that name often so it pleases me to hear it again." He laughed again then kissed his hair. "Though I can say that I always enjoy my times with you. Even if we just sit here talking as we are now."

[samahl]

"Well good, because I find it very easy and comforting to be near you, even if we're just sitting and talking."

[conqueredhearts]

"I'd say that is a good sign." He gave him a wink that was playful. But the moment was soon interrupted by his mabari coming over to nose at Cyril. A laugh slipped out of Iskandar again as a result. "I think he wants you to pay attention to him too."

[samahl]

Cyril chuckled softly. "Mabari are supposed to be hyper intelligent aren't they? Clearly, he has good taste in people."

[conqueredhearts]

"How could he not? You are glorious." He cupped the side of Cyril's head so he could lean down and pull him in to kiss his hair. "Anyone who disagrees with that is blind, deaf, and stupid."

[samahl]

Cyril chuckles softly. "You beat me to it. I was going to say the same thing and show off my impressive ego."

[conqueredhearts]

"Ah but I already know how impressive your ego is. It is one of the first things that drew me to you, after all."

He grinned at him then winked. A laugh followed soon after and he downed the rest of his bottle with a sigh. He did so love that warm feeling of wine sitting in his stomach. "It's not often one can compete with my own ego, after all."

[samahl]

"Well, everything about you is massive, I doubt I could compete with size in much more than that." He grins at that, clearly meaning that in almost every way.

[conqueredhearts]

"Oh I'm sure you could compete in personality and ego. I like that about you. Among other things, of course." He winked at him to let him know that use he was teasing him. Even if he really did adore all those 'other things' as well. Then again, he tended to make that very clear. Often.

[samahl]

"And beauty, let's not forget about my beauty," Cyril responded, teasing. He thought Iskandar was beautiful as well, but he had to play up his own vanity for the joke.

[conqueredhearts]

"Oh I never forget about your beauty. It would take a blind man to miss it and I most certainly am not that." Iskandar pulled him close for a kiss as if that would seal the words in stone.

[samahl]

Cyril might have responded, but the kiss distracts him. He hums into that and leans up to press against Iskandar, happy to deepen the kiss.

[conqueredhearts]

Well it was easy enough to gather the tiny elf onto his lap so he could enjoy the kiss a little longer. When it did end though, he was content to just admire his beautiful lover for a moment or so. "I am glad you came to join me out here."

[samahl]

Cyril always loved how easily Iskandar picked him up and set him in his lap. Then he seemed to fit so perfectly there with a wall of a muscled chest to lean against.

"Me too. I'm always happy to give you company."