Hakoda yanks the amber key from the cooling hands of the Earth man's corpse. Something almost electric shivers through him as it touches his skin.
"Give me that, so I can get this thing off," Ozai demands, hand held out imperiously. The amber lock around his throat reflects the fire in the braziers, drawing Hakoda's eye and he will not give up the key.
"No," he says simply, closing his hand around the amber trinket.
Ozai lays into him then, demanding and cajoling and never-quite-threatening. His voice growls and purrs by turns, wanting the key in Hakoda's hand beyond measure.
An amber key for an amber lock.
No, that wasn't quite the way it went.
"Be quiet," Hakoda says at last. His eyes close as he tries to think - how had the Earth man described the key and the lock before?
Mercifully, Ozai falls completely silent.
He can't remember it, and Hakoda shakes his head. It'll come to him later. For now, though, they need to get back to something like civilization, and barring that, at least somewhere safe for the night.
Bonus: Hakoda/Ozai, amber lock and key
"Give me that, so I can get this thing off," Ozai demands, hand held out imperiously. The amber lock around his throat reflects the fire in the braziers, drawing Hakoda's eye and he will not give up the key.
"No," he says simply, closing his hand around the amber trinket.
Ozai lays into him then, demanding and cajoling and never-quite-threatening. His voice growls and purrs by turns, wanting the key in Hakoda's hand beyond measure.
An amber key for an amber lock.
No, that wasn't quite the way it went.
"Be quiet," Hakoda says at last. His eyes close as he tries to think - how had the Earth man described the key and the lock before?
Mercifully, Ozai falls completely silent.
He can't remember it, and Hakoda shakes his head. It'll come to him later. For now, though, they need to get back to something like civilization, and barring that, at least somewhere safe for the night.
"Come on," he says, and Ozai follows him quietly.