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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

"This is Intensity. Leave a message."

[[ ooc: Inbox 1 - because Imeeji gotta Imeeji

Day 259: Cell phone background changed (drawing by Kohime) ]]

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[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.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Why does it feel like he just got a trap card played on him?]

Hn. Those aren't the kind of weaknesses I'm interested in exploiting today anyway.

[puzzlekeeper]

Just today?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

All this talk of "perfect" futures ---

[Places a kiss just behind his ear even as he rolls his eyes]

Maybe I just want to savor the right here. Right now.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Ribbing him just a little ]

Not until you tell me about yours first.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Hmmm.

Practical perfect world? Or unrealistic one?

[puzzlekeeper]

Unrealistic. I'm tired of practicality.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

My parents had a house in a quiet suburb on the outskirts of Domino. They still live there. Mokuba grew up in a normal, healthy environment instead of well---

[Head gestures]

I buy a place nearby after getting a doctorate in gaming. You live there, too, obviously. Close enough to visit the rest of the dweeb squad at your leisure.

Man Eater and his little sister, Rizumu, are there, too. Living their perfectly normal boring assassin-free lives.

Since I'm a genius in all timelines, ideal or not, dimensional travel is still possible. With the cube. So I can visit Angel in Halation. Or Kohime in Etheria. B and C and the volleyboys in wherever world they decide to settle.

You probably steal it for joyrides to visit your friends at every opportunity.

Hell is an actual afterlife instead of a torture pit. All reality TV shows in all dimensions are permanently cancelled. Because fuck that shit.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Is this the first time Intensity has ever mentioned his parents, ever?

Yes. ]

I see.

. . . I wouldn't mind living in that world.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Yes. To anyone.]

It's dreadfully lacking in sand. And gets humid cold in the winter.

I don't know how you'll survive.