★ Seto Kaiba ★ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bluescreenwhitedragon) wrote2018-06-12 07:13 pm
bluescreenwhitedragon) wrote2018-06-12 07:13 pm
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"This is Intensity. Leave a message."
Alright. [ and one deep breath later, ] I trust you.
-ah. [ thank god he can’t see her face. ] Not many. I’m just buzzed. [ that’s such a lie. ]
-ah. [ thank god he can’t see her face. ] Not many. I’m just buzzed. [ that’s such a lie. ]
A lot of people want me to fuck C.
Which like I GET. But please I have a boy.
Which like I GET. But please I have a boy.
Eclipse: Hey so
Eclipse: Would you happen to be at your office?
Eclipse: Would you happen to be at your office?
CEO: I am.
CEO: Should I leave the door open?
CEO: Should I leave the door open?
Eclipse: I've got some things to explain so yes
CEO: I see.
CEO: Well then. Stop on by.
CEO: Well then. Stop on by.
[ He's over in about 15 minutes and a little longer, since he needs to go talk to Silence, too. But then he's through the office door, and he's wearing this outfit. ]
So, I'm on Alcheme now.
So, I'm on Alcheme now.
[By then he will have made two cups of coffee. Does Eclipse drink coffee? He sure doesn't know.
He looks at the outfit, blinking twice. Just to make sure he's not seeing things.]
I see.
...
Are congratulations in order?
He looks at the outfit, blinking twice. Just to make sure he's not seeing things.]
I see.
...
Are congratulations in order?
Edited (weird spacing) 2020-01-24 05:17 (UTC)
[ Flatly: ] Hah.
[ Eclipse picks up the cup and...looks into it, because it doesn't smell like tea. Is this...coffee...? He isn't really sure, he doesn't remember having had coffee before. But Mars has had plenty and it seems like it. ]
It wasn't in the best of circumstances.
[ Eclipse picks up the cup and...looks into it, because it doesn't smell like tea. Is this...coffee...? He isn't really sure, he doesn't remember having had coffee before. But Mars has had plenty and it seems like it. ]
It wasn't in the best of circumstances.
So not via a profile edit, I assume.
[Also slides over some cream and sugar, because (probably not unexpectedly) Intensity prefers his black.
He gestures toward the floating lab chair as well]
Sit.
It sounds like it's a long story.
[Also slides over some cream and sugar, because (probably not unexpectedly) Intensity prefers his black.
He gestures toward the floating lab chair as well]
Sit.
It sounds like it's a long story.
I thought fanmail was for fantasies. Can't that watch you and Gold canoodle in public?
[He decelerates a little, choosing to take the backstreets of Faukyo instead of turning onto the highway]
Oh.
So you're a lightweight.
Sure you wanted me to figure that out?
Oh.
So you're a lightweight.
Sure you wanted me to figure that out?
I try to keep anything steamy to the dorms sorry not sorry audience.
Make sure your seat belt is on.
[And then off he goes, jumping up onto the roof of the car. (And nailing the landing, by the way.)]
[And then off he goes, jumping up onto the roof of the car. (And nailing the landing, by the way.)]
[ and she immediately burst into a fit of laughter. ]
A lightweight, me?, Intensity, please. What day and time is it, because I've been drinking since, like, ...when the hell did I last see you? Then! Hahahahaha. I could drink your skinny ass under the table.
[ she jabs him in the side for emphasis. ]
And then, you know what, I'd pin your ass onto the table.
[ her chuckling turns a bit darker as she circles both her arms around him again, fingers creeping up his middle. ]
Or even something else to pin you too. Someone else? Hm.
A lightweight, me?, Intensity, please. What day and time is it, because I've been drinking since, like, ...when the hell did I last see you? Then! Hahahahaha. I could drink your skinny ass under the table.
[ she jabs him in the side for emphasis. ]
And then, you know what, I'd pin your ass onto the table.
[ her chuckling turns a bit darker as she circles both her arms around him again, fingers creeping up his middle. ]
Or even something else to pin you too. Someone else? Hm.
But being shy is one of B's charm points. I'm sure the audience understands.
[He noticeably startles at the jab to the side, fingers curling tighter around the handlebars. He promised he wouldn't crash, he said.
Which is made increasingly difficult by the fingers tracing up his body]
Might be a fair fight now.
Are you so sure that you'd win?
Which is made increasingly difficult by the fingers tracing up his body]
Might be a fair fight now.
Are you so sure that you'd win?
It's not being shy! They don't deserve to see me like that!
[ muahahahaha. ]
PFT. Mr. Cocky Cock. I bet you're the one that's the lightweight.
Me? I'm so sure you could call me Shirley. [ sneers. ]
But, mm, can't you imagine, ..? An Intensity sandwich. [ she presses against his chest more firmly. ] Tell me the thought hasn't crossed your mind at least once.
PFT. Mr. Cocky Cock. I bet you're the one that's the lightweight.
Me? I'm so sure you could call me Shirley. [ sneers. ]
But, mm, can't you imagine, ..? An Intensity sandwich. [ she presses against his chest more firmly. ] Tell me the thought hasn't crossed your mind at least once.
[ oh, uh, right...
buckle up??? ]
[ she does look away from the track for a hot second, because HOW COULD SHE NOT. she's got a hot bamf in a cool coat jumping onto the roof and it's totally awesome! ]
[ tries to snap a few pictures before turning her full attention back to the road. ]
buckle up??? ]
[ she does look away from the track for a hot second, because HOW COULD SHE NOT. she's got a hot bamf in a cool coat jumping onto the roof and it's totally awesome! ]
[ tries to snap a few pictures before turning her full attention back to the road. ]
[... Cute. Spiteful B is cute]
Of course of course.
They're just get the patented volleyboy fan treatment, yes? Just a little hint of what they are missing behind closed doors.
Of course of course.
They're just get the patented volleyboy fan treatment, yes? Just a little hint of what they are missing behind closed doors.
[Sure sounds like he's bottoming in that scenario so he can truthfully say:]
Never. I'm trying to watch my carbs.
Shirley.
[And floors the accelerator. What was that about driving safe?]
Never. I'm trying to watch my carbs.
Shirley.
[And floors the accelerator. What was that about driving safe?]
Even the little bit they get at all is more than they deserve. But if it makes them mad good. Be mad.
I can do what I want with who I want.
I can do what I want with who I want.
[And when the train is close enough that the whole front seems to glow with an eerie silver/blue light]
LET UP ON THE ACCELERATOR!
LET UP ON THE ACCELERATOR!
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