One Drink Too Far? //with Kyu Akibara

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Personal interest. That sounded suspicious. A bit uncomfortable. The very next moment, however, right after a Torpedo Rogue burping with an impressive volume somewhere in the background, made even Kyu realize what was going on here. This guy wasn't here for some weird shady deals or to blackmail him. With his blue eyes he was casting a dumbfounded look at Kobo right after his invitation. For a moment he just blinked at him, as the process of realization what this entire situation actually was and how to deal with it took a few seconds to be completed. An embarassed smile formed on his lips while his entire body suddenly felt a bit warmer with the revelation. "Apparently, the time on freeports and junker bases shaped my perceptions to expect shady business from anyone out here." His gaze remained at Kobo for another two seconds, until he looked out of the window again, still smiling, as he couldn't help himself but doing this. "It was literally the last thing I was expecting here to happen."

With the glass of Liberty Ale in his right hand, he lead it slowly to his lips to take a good gulp. The cold taste of it was somewhat helping to calm down a bit, regaining his equanimity. "I'm not into men, Kobo. Butt-stuff isn't my preference, neither passive nor active." It was probably the best thing he could have said without sounding like a complete idiot. Kobo indeed had a pretty appearance. The youth and the kusarian body traits made him look more androgynus than young men of other houses. Yet that didn't suffice to change Kyu's preferences in his favor. "And I guess, after fourteen hours of trading, getting pirated and other stress-causing situations, I probably smell horrible under the flightsuit." While that last statement, Kyu looked down at himself, checking the blue and black cloth.