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[ she leans in a little closer. ]

And just what do I do then? She knows I like you, if that comment she made about my shameless flirting is anything to go by. Do you want me to just come out and say something once I figure out how to reconcile things? Or do you think she's going to get jealous, feeling like a third wheel? I mean, it's not like we're getting married, but keeping it, whatever it is, a secret does seem like it could be detrimental... at least in this case.

I don't know.

[All of these options sound bad and like potential landmines. Why are feelings the worst]

How'd you hurt her in the first place?

How'd you lose all your blood in the first place? Was that before or after?

I didn’t hurt her. Heart hurt her. In the fourth round, I think it was, I was fucken deaf, so after screaming a bunch I just shut up and sat in the corner and let the team do whatever. A decision to play hard on BiT is I guess what happened and she thought she could rely on myself and Mars to keep that from happening. I shouldn’t have let my handicap keep me from more actively participating, so it’s still on me. I’m not really sure what the fuck happened though and how the team came to that decision.

And how I lost my blood... she called me out after my Live at the onset and pounced me, upset about it, put a knife to my neck, and threatened me. I turned the tables and said that if I really didn’t mean shit to her, then she should just do it, and I tried to make her do it. I freaked out, she let go, and I sit my own throat. Then I was just bleeding while she was freaking out so more. I pulled the knife out, bled a lot more, jammed it back in, bled more, and then eventually there wasn’t anymore blood to bleed.

[Oh. So that's how it went down.

He shifts to tap his chin thoughtfully. Still a tangled mess no matter how you looked at it]

With as many connections as Heart Soldier has, do you really think you'll be able to avoid a similar situation from happening in the future?

It was, specifically, more HSS was doing well and BiT was doing poorly and we still hit them, hard.

But since that was the problem, yeah. We kicked them while they were already down, while there were plenty of other targets to take.

Were there actually any other targets that Heart could agree on?

[ she stops leaning forward and instead just lets the couch fall back down, so the momentum is enough to throw her off. she’s just going to lay on the floor now, because this conversation is making her wish that fall rendered her unconscious. ]

No, probably not. Even the new units managed to have people they cared about on them. I guess this is why we always eat shit. Who fucken knows.

If I’m ever in a game by myself, unlikely I know, consider me a free target. I don’t care who hits me in a game. It’s just a fucken game and I’m not going to hold a grudge. [ rolls onto her stomach. ] Everybody should do what they can to survive.

[Now it's his turn to lean on the couch -- his elbows anyway, as he laces his fingers together]

Heart's off the table for me. I told that to King, and I'll tell that to you. For multiple reasons. Even if you can't provide the same thing in return. I've already discussed it with my unit.

And besides---

What kind of mixed signals would I be giving you if I demanded bets that required you to keep yourself safe but then injured you for my own personal convenience.

It’s not like we’re not going to try. It’s only fair that our “special” units be taken into consideration when having these sorts of discussions, but I’m pretty sure between the eight of us we’ve got all of them covered. Oh well. [ shrugs. ]

At least things seem relatively straight forward for you guys. [ sits up. ] And true enough. How’s my car coming along by the way? I miss her.

To be honest, I stopped working on her as soon as Mokuba arrived. But I will pick it up again.

[To do when he's restless and angsty. Which is like. All the time now]

Visiting hours are probably open if you wanted to see her.

Fair. [ she sends him a few pics from when they were all at the arcade. ] Cute kid.

And I would like to see her. [ climbs onto the couch until they’re nose to nose. ] I had just a single motorcycle for a while and it was terrible. I’m looking forward to getting her back... in fact, next time I see you I’m going to have a little something special for you. [ kisses his nose with a laugh. ] Maybe it’ll help with moving things along~

. . .

[He doesn't move away from the kiss to his nose, but one eyebrow does go up into his hairline]

Only a single motorcycle. However did you survive the winger.

The power of love of friendship. [ laughs loudly, sitting back as she grabs him by the collar and tries to yank him over the couch. ]

[[Winter not winger. YEESH. Me and my typos]]

You did not just say---

[But---

TIMBER.

And over the back of the couch he goes. Watch the knees and elbows - those are all bones and no padding.]

[[ i figured it out, lol, U GUD. ]]

[ look, she's already got this super cool espresso maker planned for christmas, so he's just going to have to mind his own elbows and knees until she can invest in some pads for him, because apparently cup noodle is out of warranty ANd iS aFRaID oF bEiNG bRoKEd. ]

[ maybe she'll just throw in some duct tape and wd-40... ╭( ･ㅂ･)و fucken perfect! ]

[ her back hits the floor as she circles her arms around his neck. ] I hope you have fun explaining why you'll be walking funny.

[Afraid of---? Who is to say he isn't already a little bRoKEd? Like the fucking spacebar doesn't work quite right or something.

And as another thing---

As he plants one palm next to D.Va's head with an eyeroll (and a smirk)]

Are you so confident about that, considering the position you are in?

[ ToUChé. ]

I am, actually. And if you think my current position makes all the difference you better check yourself, Intensity, before you wreck yourself. Or, hm, maybe before we wreck you. [ she boops her nose to his just as she mirrors his smirk, their lips crashing together for a kiss that she's not shy about deepening. ]

[He kisses her back with equal (if not more) force, fingers threading and digging into her scalp to hold her close. He also holds her head still in order to tilt it at just the right angle to give himself the advantage.

Probably going to lose that advantage at some point.

So best start out strong]

[ heh. at least he knows he's going to lose his advantage ♥ though... she's built herself a pedestal that's crumbled under the weight of her own ego, so if ( and when ) she manages to turn the tables there's not guarantee it'll last long. their game, as always, is a particularly fun one for exactly this reason~ and she wouldn't have it any. other. way. ]

[ she wraps a leg around his waist, using the other ( and her tail ) to push up from the floor in an attempt to flip them. it's a bit difficult when she's trying not to get swept up in the kiss, which is easier said than done, bastard, but here's to hoping she at least somewhat manages. ]

[He's no novice to being flipped over. Doubly so by people that he has over a foot of height advantage on. So when he feels her muscles tense, he automatically digs in his knees to try and fend her off.

But the tail -- that's new.

And gives her just enough advantage to turn the tide in her favor. With a grunt, he lands on his back, hands still gripping her scalp as he looks up at her.

And smiles.

Wickedly]

If that position wasn't a problem, why were you so quick to change it?

[ great success! ]

[ she bumps their heads together and mirrors his smile, whispering, ]

I think you know why.

[ a shudder immediately follows as her back ripples, the skin splitting until the tentacles bladed tentacles finally poke out from over her shoulders and stab into the ground alongside his head. the other two, moving significantly more cautiously are looking for his wrists while he's potentially distracted. ]

[She manages to snag one wrist (the flesh one) before he catches on to what she's doing. And that gives him just enough time to pull his other one away - reaching up to stroke of the bladed tentacles next to his head.]

D.Va.

[Spoken low and as if he was not attempting to play keep away with her "friends"]

Tsk tsk.

Already trying to pin me down. Is that really more pleasurable than what I can do to you?

[ as soon as the last remaining tentacle notices that he's caught on to their plan it retreats. ] Intensity. [ at least he's not stroking one of the two sensitive ones, because then she probably wouldn't be able to coherently respond. ]

[ she laughs. ] I don't always control what they do. I thought you knew this. [ she shifts her weight, so she can boop him on the nose. ] But you've shown me plenty of times that you're capable of taking advantage of them. Afraid you're going to be overpowered this time, ..? [ snickers, doing her best to keep a straight face as she feels the tentacle that had abandoned its plan of going for his metal wrist sneak between them, so it can, instead, rub against his crotch. ]

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