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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

"This is Intensity. Leave a message."

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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Yeah somewhere in the middle of that explanation, Intensity is going to yank Izumu closer and kiss him again.

This time not chaste]

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ oh, okay.

he grips Intensity's shoulder, giving back as good as he gets, absorbed enough in the kiss to forget where they are for a moment. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Surely it's not too strange for people to just start making out in a restaurant/bar. Or if it is, no one complains overtly to their face. After Intensity's little emotional outburst subsides, he pulls back completely.

And then.

Fondly:]

You're impossible.

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ flashes him a cheeky grin ]

That's part of my charm, too.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I suppose it is.

[Lazily trails a finger atop his drink glass until it makes a soft humming sound.

It's like he knows that he should head out, but he's lingering for some reason.

Weird]

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ Izumu likewise doesn't seem in a hurry for either of them to go anywhere, just sitting quietly and taking another long drink.

but after a stretch of silence, he'll finally speak up. ]

... You said something about a traveling partner?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Myself, Kohime, Requiem and John were the four to not ally with a host or producer after the jail break.

Requiem joined up with Hurricane and Nemesis shortly thereafter.

And John... does whatever the fuck he wants.

So Kohime and I have been working together in the meantime.

[carnivorouscarnival]

Kohime, Kohime... That's the catgirl on BARiTONES, right?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Yes. She's very easy to work with.

Cut from the same moral cloth as you and I.

[carnivorouscarnival]

Yeah, she and I get along alright, too.

... Or I get along with her, anyway. Whether it's mutual or not.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

She also has a rival complex.

[Cuz that's what we're calling it these days]

[carnivorouscarnival]

Is that what we're calling it these days?

[ hmmm ]

Guess that's one more thing we have in common.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Unless you have a better term for it.

[carnivorouscarnival]

Challenge kink?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

But that means just anyone will do.

And that's just not true at all.

[carnivorouscarnival]

Does it? That's assuming just anyone is up to the challenge.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Do you entertain everyone who challenges you?

[carnivorouscarnival]

'Course not. Gotta have that spark, too.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

And how many people have that spark, hmmm?

[Leaning in a little closer]

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ leans in a little himself, enough that their faces are close to touching again. ]

How many do you think?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

One other for sure.

But the other cards you keep pretty close to your chest. By design, I imagine.

Are you going to make me guess an actual number?

[carnivorouscarnival]

I won't make you do anything. You're the one who asked.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

And are you going to answer?

[carnivorouscarnival]

. . .

[ instead of answering that immediately, he abruptly pulls away from Intensity to turn back to the bar and take another drink.

but eventually, after he puts the glass back down: ]

Only one that really counts.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

. . .

[There are so many follow ups he could ask to that answer.

And exactly 0 of them he wants to do in a crowded bar in Liar Hell.

And so.

Cryptically:]

I see.