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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

"This is Intensity. Leave a message."

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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Excellent.

Guess who'll be perched on the windowsill in the next three minutes]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ King is perched on the edge of his bed, phone still in hand.

Smirking. ]

That was quick.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I didn't want to waste all of my allotted time in transit.

[And strides over to the bed, pushing lightly at King's shoulders to see if he'll topple over or not]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He topples easily! ]

Oh, I see. How sweet.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[And presses his knees against the edge of the bed and his palms to the sides of King's head so he can tower over him]

And I still have 11 minutes.

Uncomfortable and bad topic first. Ready?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Premonition . . . ]

I guess?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

D.Va losing her heart is not just some weird game metaphor. It's true here to. She gave it up to her demon girlfriend the same time she got her Henshin upgrade.

So if she is serious about stopping her Lady Death power fantasy, we're going to have to figure out how to get it back.

[puzzlekeeper]

. . .

She did what?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I know I don't need to repeat myself. You asked me in that game so I'm telling you now.

There's nothing that can be done about it immediately. Especially since I'm pretty sure the only one who can contact said demon girlfriend is D.Va.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Cool he'll just vibrate out of his fucking skin ]

What did she possibly hope to gain from that?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

What do you always trade your soul to a demon for? Power.

Look, if she's really going to let people help her out, then this becomes a non-issue. And it'll be some heroic group thing after the reveal.

But if she doesn't---

I didn't survive this long by being an optimist. And I don't want Heart blindsided again.

1/2

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Grits his teeth for a moment, looking like maybe he'll say something else. ]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ . . . And then just deflates instead. ]



Thank you for telling me.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[After a careful moment of consideration]

Don't hold back on me.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Taking a measured breath ]

I'm just wondering if she'll ever deign to tell any of us this herself.

Making a contract with a demon personally doesn't guarantee it won't impact the entire unit, her own fate aside.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of the group that were in that game, my guess would be you or Raven. Since in that final image, you two were the closest to her.

Otherwise.

That kind of trust game is your specialty, not mine.

I used a favor to learn that much.

[puzzlekeeper]

I think you're greatly over-estimating my specialties.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Hey.

[Catches his chin to tilt King's head up]

You just found and returned her heart to her. If this production had any theatrical sense, that would be excellent foreshadowing.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Scoffs a little ]

How romantic of you to point it out.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Have to keep you on your toes. Or maybe---

[That hand slides down to slip around his wings and underneath his shoulders]

Keep you somewhere else.

[And he attempts to pull King up]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He lifts an eyebrow and chuckles, but allows Intensity to pull him up, both hands resting on his shoulders. ]

I thought you still had one more discussion topic?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

What makes you think this isn't it?

Get your "I told you so" out of the way, and we can get started.

[He says. While half dragging King so they can sit properly against the headboard]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Going along with this easily enough, though he doesn't release his grip enough for Intensity to drift very far away either. ]

I'm saving those for special occasions.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Your missed opportunity.

[Well -- lucky for King, Intensity has no desire to be very far from him as he tucks King against one side. One arm wraps around his waist while the other attempts to lace their fingers together]

So.

What's your perfect world?

[puzzlekeeper]

Hmmm . . .

[ He shifts his weight some so that most of it is leaned against Intensity rather than the headboard. ]

If I answer, you have to as well.