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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

"This is Intensity. Leave a message."

[[ ooc: Inbox 1 - because Imeeji gotta Imeeji

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[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.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Looks momentarily disgruntled, but huffs out an agreement]

Fine.

I'll ante that.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Smirks just a bit, though it fades as he contemplates. ]

It would be Egypt, I think. No matter how much time or distance there is, I can't seem to shake it.

But -- Egypt with some modern conveniences. Like electricity for air conditioning, and video games, and coffee makers. No one would have to be pharaoh, and there wouldn't be any war or famine or disease. Just mischief of our own making.

Friends from all worlds could come and go as they pleased. You'd be there with me, obviously -- and Yugi, and Hiryuu, and D.Va. But others would be there frequently too, and we could travel as we pleased.

[ The smirk returns again ]

Though, the flaw in this world is that you could never sit still long enough. Retirement doesn't suit you.

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Please hold while he tries not to give King shit for how much of a sap he is.

Fucking. Adorable.

(Also, yes. good. List him first)]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Egypt, huh?

You know how hard it is to get sand out of electronics? It's a nightmare.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Feigning shock ]

Are you telling me you don't have the ability to sand-proof electronics?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Some things find their way in no matter how hard you try to keep them out.

[puzzlekeeper]

Heh.

[ His fingers trail teasing over Intensity's for a moment. ]

Fine. I can solve this by locking you in my palace and never letting you out.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He shivers underneath King, trying to capture those fingers with his own]

You think I couldn't figure out your little escape room?

Tsk. Tsk. Don't underestimate me.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Allowing this, though he smirks triumphantly in the process. ]

Magic is your critical weakness.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Silly King.

[And he pulls their joined hands so he can brush his lips over King's ring]

I don't have weaknesses.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ His eyes go just slightly lidded at that, perhaps predictably. ]

It's to my benefit to let you keep believing that.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Savoring that reaction for perhaps a second longer than he should]

Does that mean you admit to yours?

[And he loosens his grip on King's hand so he's free to move it as he like]

Weaknesses, I mean.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Oh, thank you. He's immediately tangling his fingers with Intensity's, in that case. ]

Aren't you the one who argues I wear them on my sleeve?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Studies him quietly for a few moments.

What are you implying, sir?]

You'd never call your own heart a weakness.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ A very small smile, like Intensity just let some of his hand show. ]

Your words, not mine.