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Oh, clones. That explains everything.

[Thankfully the Clone Wars was well and truly underway, and he knew all about that thanks to both of his masters. He knew that the clones did consider themselves brothers and technically they were right. There was also a lot of them, and Savage had killed more than his fair share.]

Is your brother here?

[He growled but also was intrigued enough to want to know if that was the truth of it.]

You really do enjoy talking about immortality and death. Someone should have kicked your squid back into the waves.

[Then, of course, he made a confused sound in his throat.] What's... a third base and why would you tingle from it? [Space travel? No, the context doesn't sound space travel.]

Everything?

(Enlighten him, bud. He's already settled in for the long haul here.)

No. (Short, simple, and detached.)

What can I say? I've been chasing death since I was 16. If they tried, I'd probably just come back. I'm really stubborn. (It's a total drag when you hated yourself.

He's quiet for a long time because no fucking way. He would ask this dude how old he is, but he knew that the trolls had completely different terms for sex so...He snickers quietly.)

It's touching someone's genitals, but not full-on sex. I'm using archaic, outdated language here, but for simplicity's sake, you'll probably catch my meaning. I think you can figure out why someone would tingle from that.

The Clone Wars. [That should explain everything. But fine, he'll elaborate.] The Republic's Grand Army was made up of thousands upon thousands of clones. They called themselves brothers too.

[Now that was unfortunate. Everyone should have their brother if that brother was worth having around. He wasn't going to comment though.]

You would be the second immortal I've met chasing death. Perhaps if I bash you both together you'll both die and stop whining.

[It was Savage's turn to be quiet as he considered the explanation. He still had no idea what the bases meant, given baseball wasn't a sport in his galaxy and even if it was, he probably wouldn't have heard of it.]

I'm going to kick you in the throat. [Reasonable reply for flirting, right?]

(Hmm.) That sounds like the extensive plot of a science fiction movie where the director doesn't want you to feel too bad when the clones are slaughtered.

(There we go.)

Technically they aren't wrong. (Clones were weird.

Savage gets it though. Brothers were one of the most important things a person could have.)

It's a good hobby. Don't be jealous that your hobbies aren't as metal as ours.

(...This guy was great, oh my God. He laughs quietly.)

Yeah, all right, man. I think that constitutes as second base. I do have a thing about my neck being touched. You already know how to make me squirm so well. This is going to be great.

That's basically how the clone army was treated, yes. They were created to be warriors, to fight and then to die. [So the human version of a Nightbrother.] The droid army was even less worthwhile and only had strength in numbers.

[Savage definitely understood the bond of brothers. It was something he would never criticize Dirk about.]

My hobby is killing you both now apparently.

[He didn't enjoy being laughed at. But it didn't seem malicious, but he did not make people laugh since his transformation.]

What's second... no, I don't want to know. Go and pursue your Raven god.

An army only worth anything in number is a worthless army. (That's just Dirk's opinion though. It seemed they could agree on that front.) Whoever led them was a dipshit leader.

(Turns out they can agree on a few things then.)

Oh, wow. Should I be jealous?

(It wasn't malicious. Dirk was no doubt a mean dude, but at least he didn't usually laugh at anyone. He didn't laugh much in general.)

Nah. I'm already bored of him. He's sexy in theory, but this back and forth here is way better.

From what I've been told, the War was a cover for the Sith Lord to bleed the galaxy enough to weaken all the planets involved on both sides. Probably for eventual take over, though how he would do that, I don't know. [His brother had spoken on many things, but never the end goal. Never let that slip, just tried to gather power and teach Savage in the time they had together.] I met him. He was a 'dipshit'. [Whatever that meant.]

[Silence as he squinted at his Omni.]

Why would you have cause to be jealous?

[He was used to mean people, and the generally didn't bother him. Meanness was normal, and so he expected it. Laughter like he had done something genuinely funny... not so much.]

You aren't actually going to try the base thing with me. [Seriously, Dirk?]

That seems like a really roundabout way of controlling a portion of the universe. (Yes, he's judging. He was a megalomaniac too. Totally not how he'd do that.)

Dunno. The Alternians have a hate-violence-based romance option. I try not to assume other people's cultures. Maybe that's how you court people.

(You can hear the shrug in his voice.)

I might. It will depend on the mood.

Of course. Isn't that the end goal of all governing bodies? Control. [He had no interest in such things. Just being off of his planet was a relief.]

How does this suddenly turn into my courtship rituals? I'm not courting you. [Though, Zabrak were pretty rough... no, he didn't need any attachments of any kind. He was dedicated to seeing his brother to power.]

So you'll lose interest.

Yes, but there are more effective ways to go about gaining control. (He loved controlling literally everyone and everything in his life.)

I know you're not. But if you did court me, or someone else, what would it look like? Consider it a sociological curiousity.

(He makes a small, undetermined sound.)

I didn't say that. I'm just not actually horny 24/7 and sometimes have other stuff on my mind.

Plus, as much as I like flirting with you, it's not all that sexy to push yourself on someone who keeps saying no. I mean, unless it's one of those dubcon situations where you agree to a safe word ahead of time, then it's fine. The point is I won't be going to any bases with a dude who doesn't actually want it.

(He's been there done that. Not in a non-consenting way, just in a way of being with a guy who maybe wasn't as certain about wanting to be with him as he could have been. Real bummer.)

Have you attempted galactic control before then? [It was far beyond his scope; he was far more used to being a pawn in political games.]

Courtship technically would be fighting other males of equal clan position to the death. But you aren't female. [But inter-male endeavours were different.] Males tend towards the grab and haul off to darkened abodes or streets after staring and usually fighting method.

[Savage didn't believe that.]

You typed that you were twenty-one? I've known some males that are horny 24-7 for that entire year of age. And the year before it.

[It was interesting clarification, and for once, he snorted with something other than disdain or frustration.]

We don't get safe words where I'm from. Our willingness is of no concern to the females we are forced to serve. Though, what's a dubcon?

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That is a complicated question with a complicated answer.

(That wasn't incredibly vague or anything.)

Nope. Definitely not a chick. (He whistles.) Damn, that's romantic.

(It is not.)

Yeah. I was hornier when I was a teenager. I am still really horny, but a lot of it is also just ironic posturing because it's funny. I do miss my toy collection.

(He sighs forlornly. He just wanted his dildos back, man.)

If you decide to fuck a human, a lot of them use safe words for the kinkier stuff. It's basic respect. Your willingness of concern to me, so.

(Another shrug.)

Dubcon means dubious consent. It isn't rape, but it isn't clear if the sex is completely consensual either. Can be because someone's under the influence but not black-out wasted. Or maybe it's a power dynamic where someone has way more power over the other so it's hard to say if the other is doing it out of obligation or because they actually want it. Or it can be a purposefully orchestrated situation where both partners agree to aggressive sex that appears non-consenting but actually is.

Not really. It's usually a yes or no answer.

[Savage had been exposed to Usagi, the network in general and his brother being all sappy romantic. He knew how the Nightkin operated was the opposite of romance. Again, attachments were dangerous and to be avoided.]

This place has toys. [It probably did. He wasn't currently thinking of the same kind Dirk was.]

You shouldn't care anything about me. You barely know me, and I barely know you.

[The explanation did help, and it basically described literally every encounter he had ever had, sexual or otherwise. He lived a dubcon life apparently. He wasn't going to ask if that was a label to place over one's entire life, but it was oddly freeing to know there was a word that might fit.]

I'll be certain to remember that word. It seems to apply to... much.

Not when your life is crammed with bullshit timeline shenanigans. And when you have different variations of yourself every which way.

(It was so stupid. He sounded tired just thinking about it.)

Yeah, sweetheart, not the toys you're thinking of. (He didn't think this dude was a prude but he thought this dude was severely lacking on the sexual knowledge front. Poor, poor bastard.)

You're right. And I don't really care about you, but I still can appreciate your desires or lack thereof.

("Care" was a strong word to Dirk, okay.)

I can write you an entire book about all the sex terms you need. I used to draw my one bro porn all the time.

Perhaps that would complicate hostile galactic take-over aspirations. For being the last male of your species, your life sounds far more complicated than it should.

[He wasn't about to get into timeline things. He had seen enough of them in Deerington and now in Trench, though he made certain to have as much of a 'hands off' approach to such matters. He normally just plain didn't care unless it was of interest to his brother or directly affected him.]

It's Savage. [Though could sweetheart to be considered a step up from animal or beast? Probably.] I assume the toys you want are here too. There is an illicit trade in the city.

[He grunted.] You're strange.

[By the Winged Goddess' tits, no more books.] Pass. I prefer picture books. Words just complicate a scene.

I'm really good at complicating things. It keeps everything interesting. Gotta fuck shit up when it gets too boring.

(A hands-off approach was the best approach. Though if he got involved with Dirk it would be inevitable one way or another.)

Right, yeah, damn. Can't believe I already forgot. (Yes, he's teasing.) What toys do you think I want, Savage?

(He laughs again.) You're just catching on?

I'll draw you some giant schlongs with clear-cut directions then.

It sounds like it. Just you being here and us having a conversation about a bird fetish had turned into a free-for-all of my brother and his not-mate showing up and yelling about things.

[He still wasn't certain about Dirk. However, that was not at all unusual as he warmed up to people extremely slowly and had very few of his own personal interests on the mind at any time.]

You didn't forget. Humans just like nicknames. [At least Dirk said his name correctly.] I assume sexual toys. Maybe horns given your interest in mine.

[Nope. Nope, he dug that hole deeper than he wanted to.] If you draw penises on a map, I will definitely use my saberstaff on you.

As I said, I'm great at complicating shit. I wake up and I fuck it up. That's how Striders roll. I really appreciate their enthusiasm in getting me laid. I'll have to send them both thank you baskets.

(He really will too. Even if it didn't happen with Savage, the sentiment was sweet. Dirk took his sweet time warming up to others as well, but he did like Savage. He thought the guy was interesting and funny.

And possibly fuckable, more importantly.)

Yeah, you right. We really do. (He grins.) On the money. Damn. I feel so exposed. Do you think I'd look good in a pair of fake horns? Oh shit, you don't even know what I look like.

(So have a selfie of Dirk smirking at the camera and holding up a peace sign. Isn't he cute!!! He is also stacked, but deets.)

Tell me. Would you rail this or would you rail this? Give me an honest rating here. I'm open to criticism. My body is a temple and I hope you'll come to worship.

(Dirk shut the fuck up.)

Is 'saberstafff' code for your dick? (He felt like Savage walked into that one.)

Does this method of creating complications apply to all your timeline selves, and your brother? Or is it mostly just a you talent? [He's definitely spending the next two weeks of his life glaring at Usagi and his brother whenever he saw them.] I expect if it was just getting laid that you wanted, you could find easier conquests. You seem like you want to be entertained to go with you getting laid.

[He was not admitting that it had been some time since he'd been 'laid' himself. It was easier to focus on other matters, and he was certain that despite the talk, he would be walking into a trap. He was a tool to be used.

He growled and was actually surprised to receive an image that popped up. That was Dirk apparently. As far as humans went, he wasn't unpleasing and the hair didn't hurt either. Most importantly, Dirk didn't look like the guy would break in two if Savage pushed him.] Maybe banthas horns.

As far as humans go, you aren't terrible. You look like you could take a punch and you wouldn't crumple immediately.

[That's his assessment. Take it or leave it.]

No, but I will stab you with it.

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All timeline selves. Some are worse than others. My brother is the Knight of Time but he's a lot more responsible than I am. (And an overall better person, but he feels that goes without saying. Savage of all people probably understood the silent point that your brother was automatically better than you just by virtue of being your brother.)

That's actually true. It would be easy to just pop over to Earworm and pick up some dude. (He's not really going to deny that. Guys liked sex. But Dirk doesn't want to admit that he's actually slightly shy and has never actually been to a club before! It would ruin his whole vibe he's got going.)

I prefer my conquests to be stimulating in other ways. (Of which he has only had one but shut up.) Look at you. You're already reading me perfectly and everything.

(It has been some time for Dirk too. No judgement zone.)

Oh yeah? What do those horns look like?

(He's pleased with Savage's reaction. He's pretty sure he passes as hot to this guy. "Not Terrible" seemed to be the closest to a compliment on his looks and he was taking it in stride.)

I wouldn't. I'm very durable even without the immortality catch. You can throw me around however you want. (...) Or I can toss you around if you'd prefer. I'm really flexible. Literally and otherwise.

(Wonk.)

Stab me with your dick or with the saber? Either way, I consent, enthusiastically. Please stab me.

(Wait. Hold on.)

Send me a picture. I want to know if you're hot or not.

As in he doesn't make random posts looking for a 'god tier' fling to roll the sheets with? [He actually doesn't know how to properly use the term, but he doesn't care either. Thankfully, Savage wasn't a better person, and he was unimpressed by those considered to be 'better'. Survival was paramount. And power.]

So you must be a wealth of sexual experience with fistfuls of conquests under your belt. [It took him awhile to put in the effort to read someone. Dirk was a curious case of male bravado and a familiar kind of dispassion. It was almost... comfortable talking to the guy.]

Their horns are large and curl around at the sides of their head. [Brutal, come here and sent a picture of what he was thinking about.] Did you get the image?

[That claim earned a bark of growling laughter?] Maybe you could throw me. You're muscled enough to attempt, but I'm far more solid than humans.

[And there went the moment.]

Fine. Immortality should be tested.

[As for a picture of himself, his Omen, Brutal, stared at him with a sort of bemusement and sent along a picture. He made no effort for any signs, expecting that a human would find him exotic but otherwise, that would be it.]

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He doesn't have to. He has a sexy alien boyfriend that he plows on a regular basis. (If only Dirk could be so lucky. Although with how this situation was going, maybe he would be. A guy can fantasize.

He doesn't answer right away. It felt like an obvious lie to say he did given his situation, but he similarly felt like he was capable despite it all. He had a hunch this dude might not care about quantity anyway. So, he shrugs, even if it's not visible to Savage.)

No. I've had limited options until now. But I have a colorful imagination and have practiced thoroughly on myself. (And robots, but he will leave that detail out for now.)

Huh. (Look at that.) Yeah, I did. They're cool.

(He grins.) That's a good thing. 'Attempt' implies I might fail. I wouldn't. I've split a meteor in half. I think I can toss a beefcake around.

(He's down for the test, but more importantly, he's down for these pictures. God, he loved aliens. He gives a satisfied whistle.)

Bro, you match my color scheme. I think we have the same eye color, actually. How old are you? (He smirks broadly.) You kinda look like a daddy. I like the modifications. I take it those are tattoos anyway?

(Dirk stop.)

It sounds like he's better off in your opinion because he's having regular sex. [Which, he supposed, was a real issue for some. Maybe he would be in a better mood if he was getting laid regularly. Just look at Maul! His brother was far less murderous since getting involved.]

You're only twenty-one. There is plenty of time and opportunity to gain experience. [Somehow, given this conversation so far, he wouldn't be surprised by robots.

And how much of the boosting was true or a grand show. He had not been thrown around easily since Mother Talzin had altered him. What would that be like? His brother had overpowered him for certain, but thrown around?] I will be interested in seeing that happen, if you're as good as you claim.

[He grunted because what could he say? No one had looked at him and thought colour schemes would match. That was... strange.] Thirty-two, but the orbit on my planet is longer, so I think I'm twenty-three for what I've been told about earth's rotation? [It was confusing when one considered different yearly rotations.]

I haven't sired kits, no. [Said very dryly.] Yes, the black are my tattoos given to me when I was a year old.

He's having regular sex with a babe who is also a good person and their relationship is stable. (He's not saying he's jealous. He's just saying he's observant of a relationship he figures he will never have for himself no matter what choices he makes in his life. Okay!)

Hm. (He grunts the noise, not really investing in a proper response mostly because - well.

Insecurities on that front. Being in this place was still a bit surreal, but he doesn't have to make that clear yet.)

I am. Trust me. (Dirk didn't sound the slightest bit worried about it.

Thirty-two. Mmmm. He grins.)

I've always wanted to sleep with an older dude. (Twenty-three wasn't as exhilarating, but he'd take it. He gives a breathy laugh at the thing about the kits.)

It doesn't mean a literal father. Daddy can be a kinky thing where one person is a more dominant, authoritative role. They can be an older person than the other, but it's not a strict requirement. They typically provide emotionally and physically for the other person. Sometimes financially if it's a sugar daddy. It's this whole thing.

(He really was going to have to draw this guy a sex book.)

That's metal as fuck, dude. (He doesn't seem too phased at how old Savage was when he got them, but that was probably because Dirk had an incredibly warped sense of normal childhood himself.)

Do they mean anything in particular or are they purely for aesthetics?

So, like my brother except the good person part. [He stayed well and clear away from Maul and that mate, but he could see his brother was happy. And there had definitely been an improvement on mood and antics in his brother too.

He was actually way better at non-verbal communication, so he picked up better on the potential for discomfort. He also knew that this remained public, and thus he wasn't going to push. If this was more than just a weird back and forth, then maybe... serious conversation?

It sounded daunting. He didn't do those well or often.]

Everyone thinks the older male is exciting. My first was an older male. [He probably shouldn't have said that, should he?]

So you're looking for a dominant partner who is going to take care of you, hmm? [The financial part though... well, he was working on that.] I don't like sugar much, but I can throw some on you if you want it.

[Now tattoos he could talk about. Considering he was covered them in and they had a deep meaning to his culture, he settled into that question more than any other.]

Either our clan or mothers will give us our tattoos. Most have meaning and others we give to ourselves after conquests. No two Zabrak are the same, not even twins. Our horn pattern is usually unique as well and our tattoos are used to show them off.

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