( time is all luchino has, yet he's unsure of whether he wants that freedom or not. will he be here for an eternity? will he ever have the chance to publish his findings, somehow find another one of those rare creatures that imbued him with this blessing and curse? those things and more, on the back burner in his mind, as he takes yet another slice and flicks his tongue over it before taking a more obvious sniff. the combination of savory cheese and tart sauce, on top of a hearty crust is something that tickles those olfactory senses. )
I can. If one can smell it, one can taste it, and I certainly have enough of that sense to make up for the lack of others.
( said somewhat proudly, as he puts the pizza back down into its box and turns to shiro. he removes his green jacket, leaving the white shirt with its tattered sleeves and his pants still on. but it does expose some of that chest muscle: defined and broad though it narrows considerably toward his waist. not to the point of something sickly, but to further expose how his transformation gave him the lung capacity to be able to make those large jumps with his solidly built legs. )
I could put my tongue on anything and taste it. Smell it, too, at the same time. It's a unique sensation, one that no ordinary reptile could explain, but I am fortunate to know it.
( with a gentle snort, luchino decides to go one step closer toward that inevitability: the thing that drew them together. tongue out, he catches shiro's chin with the tapered and split tip, flicking it up toward his lips and letting it linger there... sliding it between his lips briefly before drawing it back. )
Those who have bestowed me such an unflattering title don't understand or recognize my greatness. To the common man, I know I don't look noble or kind. Therefore, I'm evil. ( a huff, as he shakes his head. ) Perhaps my desire to experiment and push boundaries may provoke the same thoughts? But unlike some of my peers, I didn't look to turn my knowledge into profits in some museum's exhibit...
( he collects himself, then grins toothily. )
... you, however, do have a sweet taste. Maybe our first experiment will culminate in another?
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Date: 2020-09-08 04:09 am (UTC)I can. If one can smell it, one can taste it, and I certainly have enough of that sense to make up for the lack of others.
( said somewhat proudly, as he puts the pizza back down into its box and turns to shiro. he removes his green jacket, leaving the white shirt with its tattered sleeves and his pants still on. but it does expose some of that chest muscle: defined and broad though it narrows considerably toward his waist. not to the point of something sickly, but to further expose how his transformation gave him the lung capacity to be able to make those large jumps with his solidly built legs. )
I could put my tongue on anything and taste it. Smell it, too, at the same time. It's a unique sensation, one that no ordinary reptile could explain, but I am fortunate to know it.
( with a gentle snort, luchino decides to go one step closer toward that inevitability: the thing that drew them together. tongue out, he catches shiro's chin with the tapered and split tip, flicking it up toward his lips and letting it linger there... sliding it between his lips briefly before drawing it back. )
Those who have bestowed me such an unflattering title don't understand or recognize my greatness. To the common man, I know I don't look noble or kind. Therefore, I'm evil. ( a huff, as he shakes his head. ) Perhaps my desire to experiment and push boundaries may provoke the same thoughts? But unlike some of my peers, I didn't look to turn my knowledge into profits in some museum's exhibit...
( he collects himself, then grins toothily. )
... you, however, do have a sweet taste. Maybe our first experiment will culminate in another?