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The Adrenaline Junkie - Octane (ridetheoctrain) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-12-11 11:54:00

Entry tags:

klaus hargreeves (netflix), octavio silva

Who: Octavio Silva and Klaus Hargreeves.
What: Doors?
Where: House of Doors!
When: Wednesday afternoon.
Rating: TBD.

Octane had been in this new place for ten days. He ran the place for the ten days, trying to figure out where and what to get out. There was no space port. There were no titans. There was no intergalactic governing factions. The place was the worst backwater planet ever. One bar. A coffee shop. A clothes store. The good news was the clothes shop had ugly Christmas sweaters. That was a bonus. He was all in on that. Though, that was only one issue in his life that was being fixed by a sweater. The more important one was to get into some sort of trouble. Have picked out a house finally, and claimed as his with a roughly drawn flag (it was a bed sheet) in the name of Team Octane he needed more. Needed more... something... more excitement.

THE DOORS!

Between his welcoming committee when he arrived during a snowball fight for the town, and the bow guy, and the guy defending this little quaint town from it's bleak existence, he had heard of these doors that lead them to different and new places. Possibly home? Back to his death games, that he was so fond of. Well, he wasn't sure he was fond of the games, themselves, but the rush he got while under the constant danger of death. Just like the time and his now very misplaced legs. Not particularly thinking about it, Octane rubbed the point where the bionic legs met his nubs. This was fine. This was better. He was faster, and more lethal. Locking and loading a weapon, some stim, and attaching his dialysis machine to his body ports and his belt he covered everything with a baggy hoodie. Why advertise to the new people more than he had to.

Then he was off. Out the door, and past people here and there as he made a sprint for the house away from the cluster on the edge of town. Once there, Octane wasted no time, opening and closing doors. Multiple doors, the same door, different doors. Open and close over and over. It was true. Each time it was something different seemingly. "Oi. This is incredible." The usage, and the traveling that this could easily bring. He felt the presence of another just as he was opening and closing the same door multiple times. Looking at the other man, both Octane's brows raised. "Oi, necesitas esta puerta?" There was a pause. "Am I in your way?"

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quietthedead
2019-12-28 01:36 am UTC (link)

In Klaus' experience you could tell a lot about a person, by the way they reacted to what was essentially innocent touching. Like his brother for example, Diego - if he'd linked his arm with Diego, he'd get a grumble and maybe even shoved off depending on the time of day and his brother's mood. But if it was Ben, well Ben would be only too happy and maybe even give Klaus a pat for his trouble. So he just waited to see how Octane would react to this as well and in the end it turned out just fine.

So Klaus moved Octane into the good for a flirt category, and walked with him up toward the lodge, chuckling at the scandalized sound of Octane's suggestion that he wouldn't be undressing him, at least not yet. "So we're counting this as our first date then?" He teased with a smirk of his own, "Good to know, I'll rearrange my plans so I'm ready for next time."

"A tutu may have it's place, but it is not fashion." Klaus reminded Octane, that was the important thing to remember here, and as far as Klaus was concerned, he wanted fashion - sure he might have his own idea about what exactly was fashion, but that was not it as far as he was concerned and at the moment his concerns were all that really mattered. "No, today we are after, some snow gear for you, I'm thinking blues," He decided giving Octane another look, "And of course the coat for me."

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ridetheoctrain
2019-12-28 03:35 pm UTC (link)

Flirting was just half the fun with meeting people. Regardless of sexuality. Octane understood the whole different tastes, different shakes deal - but it wasn't anything really that effected him. Octavio sort of just rolled with it. After all, he was third machine and some people were turned off by that. Some, not Klaus, which made Klaus fall in people that Octane wouldn't mind hanging around.

Also, Klaus was fun.

"Well, wouldn't you?" Octavio suggested. "You see, you're taking pretty ole me out shopping. You're going to buy me all sorts of things," Octane thought about it a little. "I'm just going to be a tease, in hopes that you'll take me out again..." There was a shrug. "But then you're never going to call me." He glanced. "I'll take a hit to my self esteem, and become a stripper." This whole fantasy of his taking form. "It'll be a good time, fun for the entire family." Octane chuckled.

There was a nod. "You're saying my sense of fashion is a disaster?" Octane inquired, despite his already opposed tutu desires. "Well, then you'll just have to make all the decisions for me." He declared pulling on Klaus' arm to bring him in closer. "This is going to be great." Octavio decided. "We're going to have so much fun today and," Blue? Looking to Klaus he nodded. "I'll wear blues. Reds. Greens. Nothing." He reminded softly with a coy smile.

"You should get a big coat. Something with fur and oversized."

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quietthedead
2019-12-30 01:56 am UTC (link)

"I think if either one of us is going to get into stripping," Klaus said giving Octane a once over, "It's going to be me, my friend." Klaus practically dance around like one already, it wouldn't be that big of a stretch, fantasy or not. And well, Klaus already believed he'd make for a great one, Octane - well he might be okay for a flirt but Klaus doubted he had the moves to pull off stripping the way it needed to be done. "Not sure you'd be doing it right if it was fun for the whole family." He added with a smirk, giving Octane a hip check for good measure. "So I guess that means you better call me for that second date or run the risk of knowing you're responsible for my spiral into the dark underground world of male stripping."

He grinned, pleased with his adjustment of the fantasy, making it fit that much better with reality as he saw it. As for their current reality well-.

"I wouldn't say disaster, but in need of some help?" Klaus allowed with a lift of his shoulders. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing, I won't steer you wrong." He promised as they began to wander through some of the shops inside the lodge, that was the nice thing about places like this, they put everything together in one place, it made it so much easier to just wander and find what you wanted. And what he wanted was something just like this - he paused in front of a mannequin nodding at what he saw, a ski jacket, in blue just like he's said, with a large hood and lined in blue fur, it'd be fitted nicely too when Octane got it on.

"Oh yes, this is exactly what I was thinking," Just because his new friend wasn't interested in tempting the fabulously rich didn't mean he couldn't look great too. "Now let's see about getting you into one of these, and maybe some of these other pieces." He decided gathering up bits and pieces shoving them at Octane to try on.

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ridetheoctrain
2019-12-30 06:20 pm UTC (link)

Octane gasped. "How dare you, dash my stripper dreams!" Of course he was kidding, but he could be a stripper and a damn good stripper if he wanted! There was the fact that a very fun part of Octane would have enjoyed Klaus as a stripper. He was fun to look at. "The whole family can enjoy a stripper." Octavio defended. "I mean, the family is just a little messed up, and a little off... but it's still a family and who are we to judge what they enjoy!" He laughed some at the nonsense he was spewing. "Well, then. To save you Klaus, I will have to be the hero and call and make sure we go on that second date." It was a sacrifice he was more than willing to make.

Alright, so he was a disaster and Klaus was just to good to tell him such. But he'd allow the man to dress him. Walking around, he watched people, and ignored the ones who were caught up staring at his legs. Guess it wasn't common place here, but when Klaus was starting to grab things for him to wear starting with the blue coat, Octavio wrapped himself in it and did a little spin in it. "Oh, Klaus." He purred. "It's beautiful and perfect!" He'd play up the role a bit. Then facing Klaus he pulled it wide open at the other man.

"Does it make me look thin?" Of course he was still in the ridiculously baggy hoodie at this point, but this was the fun of it.

Then the piles of clothes were being tossed at Octane. "Alright!" Now he was getting excited. Looking around for a person working the boutique store. "Oi! We need a dressing room por favor!" Looking back to Klaus, he smirked. "You sit back, and I'll try em on!" And then Octane was off into a changing room to come in and out of the little closet trying anything Klaus gave him to try on.

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