A sanctuary for people like me. [A smile, closing his eyes for a moment, reminiscing silently.]
I inspired such ambitious rivals, I almost miss it. [Poor Kastro...]
Yes, I was able to get a better idea of what he's capable of. It seems he's just as interested in sparring as I am as well, so it shouldn't be a problem getting more from him. [Glancing back of his shoulder, continuing to walk.]
Should you want to watch. Can you fit an entire staff into that book? Or I could get something else from him. [Smiles, slim, dark.]
[Sorry, was he jealous a second ago? Now he's just thinking about the Powers. Congratulations, Hisoka, you've discovered the reroute angst button in Chrollo's head.]
I could, yes. The object simply disappears, after all. It's much more convenient than the original restrictions, actually.
[And then he looks at Hisoka.]
This world could use an arena like that. Not that I would go, but it would at least keep you from plummeting into boredom.
You could technically take an entire house as well? That's almost a power in an of itself.
What a shame. [No arena, yeah, he- feels the same about it.] I've done well to keep entertained so far. [Another look, sly, turning to lift a hand and point at him. Should Chrollo not think to dodge, he'll be yanked forward a few steps only a moment after the gesture.]
[Now he's thinking about that. Enough that he in fact... does not think to dodge. Which means when he opens his mouth to respond, he... is suddenly jerked forward instead. Eeek!]
Ah! Ah. Hm.
[Side-eying Hisoka so much.]
...your thanks have been substantial, yes. Although you could also show it by no longer yanking me around!
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[Why bother? Why fight for the sake of fighting? But... he'd watch. He'd watch Hisoka, for certain.
...
Maybe not fighting Lancer, though, because now he's a little jealous.]
Mm. I remember you mentioned that one to me before.
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I inspired such ambitious rivals, I almost miss it. [Poor Kastro...]
Yes, I was able to get a better idea of what he's capable of. It seems he's just as interested in sparring as I am as well, so it shouldn't be a problem getting more from him. [Glancing back of his shoulder, continuing to walk.]
Should you want to watch. Can you fit an entire staff into that book? Or I could get something else from him. [Smiles, slim, dark.]
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I could, yes. The object simply disappears, after all. It's much more convenient than the original restrictions, actually.
[And then he looks at Hisoka.]
This world could use an arena like that. Not that I would go, but it would at least keep you from plummeting into boredom.
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You could technically take an entire house as well? That's almost a power in an of itself.
What a shame. [No arena, yeah, he- feels the same about it.] I've done well to keep entertained so far. [Another look, sly, turning to lift a hand and point at him. Should Chrollo not think to dodge, he'll be yanked forward a few steps only a moment after the gesture.]
I hope I've shown my thanks enough~
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[Now he's thinking about that. Enough that he in fact... does not think to dodge. Which means when he opens his mouth to respond, he... is suddenly jerked forward instead. Eeek!]
Ah! Ah. Hm.
[Side-eying Hisoka so much.]
...your thanks have been substantial, yes. Although you could also show it by no longer yanking me around!
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Such a troublesome man.
[And yet so endearing. Chrollo glances down.]
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Mmn- but you like it- besides- [Eyes slim, bowing his head, his lips glide softly over Chrollo's cheek.]
I really am, very thankful~
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Ah, what would the others say....
[Hell, what would Uvo say. But he's not going to worry about that. Just... close his eyes a little, and let Hisoka brush his lips against his cheek.
...for a moment before Chrollo tugs Hisoka's hair to hold him in place and kisses him.]
I know you are.