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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

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[420blazeit]

And I think you're wrong.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Is that so?

Then show me.

[420blazeit]

[ she grabs a handful of the material of his coat and considers her options... but since the two are challenge accepted and challenge accepted, she's left with no choice but to jerk him toward her for a kiss that doesn't completely hit the mark. no matter though... because if he's not careful she's going to take the high ground by trying to force him off the couch. ]

[ "distraction"... un / successful??? ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He grunts at the sloppy attempt at a kiss. And there is an intake of breath as if he is going to retort with some snappy rude remark.

But that is completely lost in the 'oof' as he suddenly finds himself on the floor.

The fuck?

What the fuck just happened?]

[420blazeit]

[ now that she's got the entire couch she's going to lounge on it and grin down at him. ]

[ too. easy. ]

Idol got your tongue?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[With no real anger to it:]

You should be nicer to the people who are doing you favors.

[420blazeit]

[ leans over the edge to boop his nose. ]

I can kiss it better if you're into that.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[When she leans over, he reaches up to grab the collar of her shirt]

The fact that you would even mention I'm into that is insulting.

[420blazeit]

[ grabs the edge of the couch to keep from falling over the edge as she grunts. ]

Into what? Kissing your ass? [ reaches for the wrist that's got her. ] You should know by now that I just like pushing your buttons.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Is that what that is?

[And hand on his wrist or no, he's trying to drag her onto the floor with him.

GET ON HIS LEVEL!]

[420blazeit]

[ and she goes crashing to the floor beside intensity. oof. ]

I don't know. Kinda seems like we're on different pages of different books.

[ going to attempt to pin his skinny ass in place. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He seems to "allow" it. Though one hand is resting against her hip.

The metal one]

Yes. It does seem that we are.

[420blazeit]

[ that was a lot easier than she thought it would be... hm. still going to act smug about it, even though this victory is feeling pretty hollow. ]

Pity.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

For me or you?

[420blazeit]

[ pokes dead center of his forehead. ]

Dunno. [ pretends like she’s giving it some thought. ] I can’t get inside your headspace, but that’s half the fun.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

100 years too early for that!

[Grips tighter on her hip and tries to flip their positions]

[420blazeit]

[ she, too, is a twig, so he'll have no problems flipping them. ]

Only 100?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Not even I'm egotistical enough to say 1,000.

[Draping one leg over hers to pin them in place and then making a grab for the offending hand that poked him in the forehead]

[420blazeit]

Only 1000?

[ she is going to try to keep him from grabbing her hand, but there's not much she can do pinned to the floor, so he'll probably have it after a few moments. ]

Surprised you're even putting a time stamp on it.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

What's the point of having an opponent who's never going to be a challenge.

Sounds boring.

[420blazeit]

More like it is boring.

[ she grabs his collar with her free hand to yank him down closer. ]

I don't play with just anybody.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You flirt with all your mechanics, Meka?

[If he's bothered by the tug, he doesn't show it. Except to tighten that grip just a fraction around her wrist]

Didn't anyone ever tell you not to mix business with pleasure.

[420blazeit]

I just have the one. And Meka? Oh, what did I do now to earn your ire? [ since he's using that name instead of her real name. ]

I feel like you might have at some point. Maybe. [ she hums thoughtfully for a moment or two. ] Honestly I can't remember, but I like to go against the grain anyway~.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

It's not ire. It's curiosity.

Or maybe lack of -- faith. In the understanding of your motives. And your end game.

[420blazeit]

Why the use of that name then?

[ arches a brow, looking a bit ruffled. ]

Lack of faith? [ she tugs on his collar again, so that they're nose to nose. ] I already told you, Intensity. My end game hasn't changed. I'm going to find a way, I don't know how yet, but I will find a way to kill Lilith. I'll pick her apart piece by piece and then take her place in dealing with the dead.