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Tielo Seiler

And here you thought that tall, dark, handsome and silent made for a gentleman...

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Cloasse

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Tielo Seiler's Story

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A certain amount of jeering from what were likely very male, very loud humans came from the street soon after the latest patrons entered. This noise was followed by the sound of a car door closing and then, minutes later, a grinning young man pushed the door open before pausing to send a very crude gesture in the direction of the young men heading down the street. The sign was met with more laughter, to which Tielo Seiler shook his head, smile still quite present.

The tall, dark-haired man strode over to the bar and (after objectively having a look around to see who was likely to be pretty fun) took a seat beside Philippe Goetzmann. He raised a hand in greeting, then tapped an order out on the touchscreen.

He couldn't help but give a deathly quiet exhale of laughter - barely even the sound of a breath, really - at how mute-accessible this place was. Absolutely fantastic. And with a hotel right above the bar, too...

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Tielo matched the smile, though combined with a rather coy raise of an eyebrow, it had a far more mischievous appearance than it did a polite one. He raised a hand to take his new-found companion's one, shaking it with a firm grip.

'... looks a bit on the skinny side, but at least it's not that creepy anorexic thin. Wow, his hands are girly - that could be offensive, Tielo - all soft and... not dirty... This'll be a very good night if I...'

At that point in his thoughts, Tielo released the other's hand with a quirky wink. The man then raised one of his hands to his mouth, bouncing the fingers there three times before moving on to make a circle with same hand that he repeated the bouncing motion against the palm of his hand with.

Quite simply, Tielo was telling Phillippe that he was mute.

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The mute man nodded away as he listened to 'the Goatman' - that really was quite amusing to Tielo, if the amused huff of breath was anything to judge by - and he shrugged his shoulders with an exaggerated motion, clearly attempting to show that he hadn't the slightest clue why people would call him such a thing.

Another simple set of hand and arm motions, as well as a rather pouty expression, easily communicated that Tielo wasn't too fond of dirty animals (other dirty things, though... fair game).

After a moment, Tielo dug out his wallet and directed Phillippe's attention to the licence there that clearly stated his name. It was easier than spelling it out - some people struggled so terribly with keeping up to several letters in a row...

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Tielo followed Phillippe's disgusted gaze to look at the animal - why was it eve in a bar? It was more depressing than seeing goth kids hanging around corners with bright lollipops. They literally consumed the rainbow-coloured treats as if they were destroying happiness itself.

Tielo shook himself out of the thought he'd slipped to and blinked cheerfully at his friend before extracting a card and swiping it over the touchscreen. The whole leather/plastic ensemble was returned to a jacket pocket.

Shaking his head, Tielo smiled brightly at the other man and twitched the grin into a smirk. Yup. Great fucking night, he could see it now. Twisting in his seat so that his attention was focussed solely on the curled up man, Tielo tilted his head and raised his hands.

'What do you do?'

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'... mangy thing in a bar for? Stupid place to leave a rug. Ooh, what's this then? This is going well even with that flea-bitten thing kicking about... Got the only good-looking person in the bar, what a deal...'

The smirk was growing, no doubt with the man's ego, on Tielo's face. He leant towards his companion, just a clear display of interest in whatever it was this person had to say.

He nodded - that was quite obvious. The young man raised his own hand to ruffle it through his dark, somewhat 'artfully' unkempt hair, the look on his face suggesting that he wasn't sure about the state of his mop.

Ah well - maybe he could convince the guy to give him some help in the hair department too, if it was necessary...

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Tielo's dark eyes were solely Phillippe's for the night, it would seem. Sure, he had noticed the looks being directed his way every now and then (you didn't get to be this good-looking and competent at soundless communication without noticing things other people did out of habit), but really. He had this fine example of a bloke in front of him, paying him all sorts of attention - why would he want some two-bit floozy woman who wasn't even ballsy enough to come up to him?

If it wasn't painfully obvious already, Tielo'd clearly had his fair share of flings and week-long romances. What could he say? Without his voice, he had to show his appreciation in other ways!

And he still preened at the touches and the compliments. He couldn't help it - he was a like a peacock fanning his feathers out of pride.

'... oh wow, this is great, great, great. I need to come here more often. To think those plonkers went a mile down the road, too... stupid buggers, they'd have had an easy time with the women here. Oh, and he thinks I'm good-looking. Success. I am the man. Sort of. Sorry, God. Not trying to step on your toes, but damn, you must be hot if you made me in your image...

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Inwardly preening (and he'd have been dead embarrassed had he actually known that Phillippe could tell exactly what he was thinking) whilst maintaining that 'cool, confident' exterior with a hint of shyness thrown in just so he didn't turn out to be a compete douchebag, Tielo gave a smile and raised a hand to loop his fingers around Phillippe's wrist.

The rather sinful expression that the smile developed into was far more suited to his face, oddly enough.

'Maybe that's why he has such nice hands, being a hairdresser... always washin' 'em - and I bet he knows how to give a wicked massage with those fingers. Good God, that Robin Thicke song makes sense in these situations. When I Get You Alone indeed!'

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Still with that rather devious look on his face, Tielo released the man's wrist in order to carry on with their one-sided-signing conversation.

'They always go to the same bar. Same people, all the time. I get bored.'

'Not bored any more, though,' Tielo noted to himself silently (or not). 'I'm coming here may wore often if everyone looks like this and has as much personality as this - the broads down the street can barely achieve the personality of a confused fish, let alone anything else! Wow, his eyes are awesome. Ew, that was girly. Bad Tielo. Wonder why he's here if he's not so fond of this place?'

And with that thought, Tielo signed the same question - why was Phillippe here if this bar sucked so much?

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'Not sure if he's being nice or if he's rubbing it in - he doesn't look all that much older, but... Urgh, I'm thinking way too much. This is just someone you'll probably never see again, Tie, and he likely couldn't care that you're in school. Move on. He said something. Did he say something? Shit, out of your head, get out of your damn head.'

Blinking owlishly for a moment before regaining the last few words in his memory, Tielo signed a simple reply. 'History of Art.'

That was cultured, right?

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The mute grinned at that. He could tell Phillippe all sorts of useless stuff about art that wouldn't matter unless he ended up working in a museum. It was nice to be thought of as intelligent, really -

'Woah. Woah. That's it. I'm amazing. I'm as silent as the damn grave and I wiiin. Wow, he's talking again. Brain to ears, work, dammit. Oh. Oh grief. That sounded like... nah, too much into it. He does not want me to meet his friend. Nope.

I hope not. That could get so awkward. Right. Do something interesting...
'

Considering all of the possibilities, Tielo chose to lean in close to Phillippe and, after a moment, pointed towards the stairs, smirk in place and one eyebrow raised in question.

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Grinning like the cat who had got the cream (and possibly an obscene amount of catnip), Tielo stood at Phillippe's nudging and made his way quite happily up the stairs.

He couldn't help ruffling his hair with his free hand though, all the while thinking about what 'conversations' would be taking place.

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Once again, the mute History of Art undergraduate strolled into the bar. He was still over-pleased at how his first foray into this particular establishment had went, and so that thoroughly explained the mischievous (albeit pleasant) smile on his face.

It also went a long way towards the reasoning Tielo Seiler had for sitting down next to Adiva at the counter. He wasn't exactly interested in either of the other two companions (so not interested).

Raising a hand in greeting, Tielo smiled at Adiva before going about the task of ordering from the touch screen (he still couldn't get over the damn things; they were wonderful).

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Tielo's smile froze, a considerable amount of confusion weaving into his thoughts. Was he a freak? Like, really? Why would he bother writing on a board?

With an uncertain look at both the board and its owner, Tielo raised his fingers to the side of his mouth, tapping them there three times before raising his other hand, flat with fingers extended, and making a circle against the palm with his fingers.

'Mute', the sign said, though Tielo wasn't to know if the other man could tell what that meant. Maybe it wouldn't matter - he was kind of weird...

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Tielo Seiler blinked, entirely confused by the situation emerging. So the guy was... mute too? And yet he had a board instead of decent sign language? Why? That didn't even make sense to Tielo.

After a moment, he merely shrugged his shoulders; he'd be mute his entire life, he had to be good at signing if he wanted to hold a conversation.

Sighing - he could just see this conversation being a long and arduous one that wouldn't be worth it in the end - Tielo finger-spelled his own name for Adiva.

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Tielo Seiler grimaced - he had few friends who could actually sign, but they were terribly proficient at it. They'd more or less learned it with him, growing up together as they had. This broken sign language made him feel altogether awkward, and so he strove to fix the problem with a gesture to the board.

'You can use that,' the man signed, nose wrinkled somewhat. This was even more awkward a conversation (if it could be called such) than talking to someone who had no idea about sign language...

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Frowning at both the board and then the plectrum, Tielo proceeded to look increasingly uncomfortable and confused.

'Why would family refuse?' he signed, brows raised to show his confusion. His parents had had to learn an entire new language just so they could teach him and they had never, ever exhibited any form of displeasure at having done so for him.

They were his parents, why would they? Most of his family could even hold a conversation with him through signing...

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Tielo Seiler continued to frown, but whether that was out of disgust at an aunt and uncle disallowing their nephew the opportunity to learn how to communicate proficiently or the possible disbelief at the situation was anyone's guess.

'Alcohol?' He still had school work to do later...

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Tielo shook his head, holding up his hands (palms forward) and leaning back. Nope. Alcohol was really not a good idea. He really did have work to do, and if he ended up a little too tipsy the chances of him being able to even understand what was written on the board were slim.

Uneasily looking around the bar, Tielo returned his hands to his knees. Good grief, this conversation was so odd and unnatural - and Tielo often went from friends to bed-friends within a couple of hours of meeting someone sober, so it wasn't like he was shy.

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Tielo's expression became somewhat alarmed - it wasn't that he was a douchebag or anything. He just couldn't fathom this entire situation at all.

'Not upset,' he signed quickly. 'Just -' He paused mid-sign, grimacing. 'just awkward'.

This meeting wasn't anything like his earlier one with Phillippe. Perhaps that had been because the intent had changed on meeting Adiva.

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Tielo Seiler , well into the process of looking like he felt kind of guilty but at the same time pretty damn relieved that the guy was taking it upon himself to save Tielo further awkwardness, looked from Adiva to the book and then to Mi Tara with no small amount of confusion.

Picking the book up and reading the title, Tielo bit his lip.

It would be rude to laugh right now, wouldn't it? Mirthfulness after being made to feel like a complete butt-hole would be wrong.

But still.

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He did kind of have a point, Tielo admitted to himself. Huffing his laughter (and really, that was kind of the only noise he could make - one of his friends had likened his laughter to 'breathy panting', which was both embarrassing and hilarious at the same time), Tielo flipped open the book and browsed through the pages.

Oh, Andy Riley. A cartoonist above most others indeed.

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Smiling, Tielo slid off his stool and, making sure to take the book with him, went to sit beside the other pair. After placing the book in front of Mi, the man once again made the sign for 'mute', hoping that that would be quite clear even if they didn't have a complete grasp of sign language.

This guy seemed like plenty of fun, though he wasn't quite sure about the woman yet. She certainly seemed perfectly nice, and so he rewarded that with one of his usual cocky smiles.

But really, look at the guy. He had it going. Tall, dark hair - and the glasses made him look intelligent, dammit.

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He couldn't help but look pretty damn happy at that - he didn't need other people to sign, just to be able to at least grasp what he was trying to say.

Tielo communicated as much with a string of signs, followed by a slightly less excitable 'my name is T-I-E-L-O.' Hopefully this man with the rather odd eyes would be able to translate for the woman if she had no concept of sign language whatsoever.

Leaning his forearm against the counter, the young man listened to the two talk with that slight hint of a smirk playing about his lips. Maybe his day at this place could be salvaged.

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Smiling, Tielo nodded at Mi - he was saying it properly, which was good. A lot of people took to calling him 'tie'. As in a piece of fabric you wrapped around your neck. Which he was not.

Pulling himself from that thought, he took Viola's hand in a generally average handshake - it wasn't like he was going to crush her hand or have his hand burst into flames or anything - and he didn't take much notice of how cold she was. He supposed she just had bad circulation.

'Nice to meet you both,' he added after releasing the woman's hand. 'At least this is an almost completely normal conversation, right?'

There wasn't exactly a sign for the question, but the way he moved and his expression suggested that it was indeed a query. The gentle, huffing laughter added to that theory.

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'No trouble,' the mute signed, making an expression of discomfort. 'It seemed unreal. Not very private.'

Shrugging his shoulders, Tielo lowered his hands. He wasn't entirely sure how to explain the discomfort he'd felt. It didn't help that the entire conversation had just made him feel guiltier and guiltier with every written word. The thought that someone would be so ridiculously open about how their own blood didn't care enough to teach them properly was also an extremely uneasy topic for two strangers to discuss.