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Ramon's in a great mood. Just...amazing. So when he sees Namo, he makes the snap decision to go and talk to him. He drops into his booth with a grin, eyeing his tea.

'Hi Namo. Now that? Looks like a horrible drink. Let me get you something a little more interesting, yes?'

He tilts his head at Ramon.

"As you wish, meldir."

And he even offers the man a smile.

He grins more and on a whim, orders two El Diablo's from a rat. 'Don't ask me whats in them, Random made them last time. Something with tequila.' He looks over at him. 'How've you been?'

It should be quite obvious that Ramon's had a great time. He's deeply tanned, looking relaxed and smiling more than has ever been seen in this place before.

He sips the drink and decides he likes it.

"I have been ... as well as can be expected. Did you have a good time on your holiday?"

It may be obvious, but it is also polite to ask.

'Fantastic thanks.' His eyes drift to the table close by, that has a dead cat next to it. His smile broadens. 'Should have interesting repercussions to. But yes, on the whole it was completely relaxing - and nice to get away from here.'

He has a drink himself and turns it back round. 'As well as can be expected? Did you not heal yet?' If the being says 'no', he might actually feel a little bad about it.

"My wounds are now scars, yes. I have healed. But my mind has not. In fact, it is slowly progressing back to where it was before the duel."

He takes a large draught of his drink.

"Which I believe is in direct relation to the mental bond I have created with Gorlim."

Another drink.

Where the hell was Gorlim, anyway? Námo would prefer the Man deal with this.

Ramon blinks at him, face falling a little sombre. 'I'm glad to hear you've healed up alright but...what? What happened to your mind? I thought it was all fixed up after the duel. And what bond with Gorlim?'

He shifts in his seat and meets the man's gaze.

"My mind will never be fixed. The damage that has been caused is irreparaable. The only way to reverse it is for me to return to my Halls. Undo all that has been done to me. I am not willing to lose my emotions for the sake of my sanity."

He takes a sip of the drink. It was really good.

"As for the bond... Gorlim becomes lost sometimes. Terribly lost in his own pain and sorrow. He hurts himself. And no one hears. Now someone hears. Will always hear him. I know where he is, what his mood is, and he can speak directly to me from wherever he is. We can share everything through the bond, though at this time what we share is very specific."

He listens to him and...has to concede, Namo has done a very decent thing here. He lets out a breath and slumps back into his seat, eyeing the Vala.

And then he buys him another drink. 'I'm glad he's got you.' He lifts his glass in a silent salute. 'I've been trying to talk to him about the self mutilation for ages and I can't get through to him that it's a bad thing, that he needs help for. I've never caught him at it and neither has Random, or we'd stop him - but as you say, he's hard to hear.'

And he has been trying to listen. 'So I think it's a good thing - but honestly Namo, will you be able to help him if you go crazy?'

A memory stirs in him.

"Did he ever tell you how it was he opened the gates to my sorrow? He sat in a clearing with me, speaking of ... dark things. And he then began to cut himself with his knife. Blood running down his arms. It was the sight of him injuring himself that drove me to stay his hand, to beg him to cease the act. It has always remained in my mind, a terribly image."

He accepts the second drink.

"Eventually, my madness will bleed over the bond. I cannot stop it forever. I warned him of it, but he believes he has the strength enough to aid me should it come to that. I hope it does not. The moments of madness are not often right now, so I am hoping there is time. Time for what, I am not certain, but I could not ignore his silent cries any longer."

His eyes rise and he smiles.

"He has marked me," he says with obvious pride, pointing to the mithril ring threaded through the lobe of his left ear.

Ramon listens and nods. His respect for Namo has risen again, on hearing this. 'If you're willing to do that for him, then you're alright Namo. But can either of you get out of it? If it starts to hurt him I mean, when you lose your mind completely.'

He leans forward and examines the ring closely. Then laughs and sits back. 'Its nice. Although given that you're sleeping together now, there were better places to put it maybe.' An eyebrow lifts suggestively and he grins wickedly.

"I have shown him how to sever the bond should he need to. It was important for him to know that. But I do not know if it will work should he wait too long. I have ... never created such a link between myself and another. But I have also never gone made before, either."

He tilts his head.

"Other places? What does sleeping with him have to do with where we threaded a ring?"

He nods in approval. 'Well, Random and I will keep an eye on him. I know you wont hurt him on purpose but if it looks like you're losing it and he's getting to the point where he can't pull back, then we'll help him alright?'

He snickers at Namo's tilted head, drains his glass and orders them a couple more each.

'Well I'm just saying. Getting a blowjob off someone with a pierced tongue is quite an experience.'

He is the voice of experience in these matters.'

"Yes. It would bring me great comfort to know you both would give aid should it be needed."

He is enjoying the drinks, and is glad they are not Atlantean.

"A ring? Through one's tongue?"

The idea sounded positively painful.

'He's a friend. We'll do what we have to - but we'll look out for you as well you know.'

It was obviously a very relaxing holiday.

He shakes his head. 'No, not a ring. A stud. And trust me, they're good things.'

A very good holiday.

"Why? How would they be good things? I would think they would get in the way."

Ramon blinks at him. 'No. When it comes to sex, no they don't.' He shrugs with a devilish leer. 'Honestly - getting a blowjob off someone with one of them is quite incredibly. They give a whole new sensation, new stimulation...' He shrugs. It's perfectly obvious to him. '...definitely something I'd recommend.'

"Hmm. Do people often do this in your world?"

He continues to drink.

'Oh si, all the time. People have piercings everywhere. Ears, toungues, chins, eyebrows, nipples...elsewhere...' He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, then laughs again.

Námo chuckles into his glass.

"I find it an odd custom. My own piercing came out of Gorlim's desire for one himself. And it led to ... more discoveries about my anatomy."

Is that a faint blush at the memory of that evening?

Nah.

Or even...yeah. Ramon leans in with narrow eyes, making a show of examining his face. 'What've you been up to Namo? Does he find you hot with an earring?'

He actually chokes on his swallow of drink.

"What? No! I mean, yes, but no! Not like that! The ears of an Elf are very ... sensitive. The act of piercing one was erotic. Terribly so."

Now he is flushed.

A wide grin starts to spread and he chuckles into his drink. 'Well well. Turned on by the ears, eh? That's a new one on me but I suppose its an Elf thing. And hey, whatever gets you off amigo.'

"It does not 'get me off' -- whatever that may mean. But they are--" he waves his hand in front of him franticly. "They cause reactions in my body that are similar to when I am touched ... there. I fear if Gorlim should ever take it into his head to spend a prolonged amount of time touching them."

He finishes his drink quickly.

Ramon stares at him, and is so amused, he can hardly finish his drink. He manages though, and picks up the second, pushing the other towards Namo.

''Getting off' is the same as coming. So obviously, your ears would get you off - and why would you fear it? If he wants to play with you, let him? There's nothing wrong with feeling good and it's important if you're with someone.'