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[Well. Let's invoke some timeywimey in here. Obviously, the forces of Darkness (tm) and Orochi are on the rise, shit is terrible and Hisoka and Keisuke may or may not be actual incarnations of their representative gods.

Of course, if one was nearing other large revelations and wanted to find Hisokas, it is a school day and so, once more, Hisoka is (mostly) politely turning down scores of far-too-insistent admirers, in a tone and inflection that might signify she is very much wishing her powers were not quite so restricted. Particularly the part where she can fly.

Or perhaps one could catch her get rapidly less polite with an oddly familiar dude with way too many bad pick-up lines and something about the Moon Kingdom.

What do?]

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[Hisoka.exe has encountered a fatal error. Please restart Hisoka.exe in safe mode.

Give her a minute, she'll figure out this hugs thing. In the meanwhile, please enjoy the elegance because there is no way those things aren't making this at least slightly awkward.]

[Believe me, he is okay with those things. That elegance is just making his dramatically holding her all the better.]

[Right, yes, hugs time. We can do hugs time. Just one of the twin heirs of one of the oldest and richest families in Japan hugging a hot dude in an alleyway.

Nothing wrong with this.]

This may prove difficult, with your father. Your guardian seems to approve for me, for some reason.

[But he is okay with just holding her close, for the moment.]

It isn't as though Hiroaki would explain himself if we asked, either...

[Well, she's going to nuzzle at the base of his neck, because it's there.]

I'll deal with Father, somehow.

I will trust you to do so.

[He will smile and lean his head atop hers for a second, then...]

...Should we go on a date, then?

That would be traditional...Where would you like to go, though?

[Because she's not going to just drag you willy-nilly into overstimulation.]

I don't know where we can go, or what is proper. I just want to spend time with you, however you may wish, Hisoka.

[He may have tilted his head down so he was murmuring that practically into her scalp as he said it.]

[Well then she has no choice but to basically speak against the skin of his neck in reply.]

No need to be so formal...[A pause, while she thinks.] We haven't taken you to a theater, yet, right?

[...She's plotting something.]

No, I cannot say that we have been. Do you mean live or a film theatre, Hisoka?

[Leaning back slightly, but he holds her all the same.]

[...That's the oldest fucking thing you've said to date.]

Film, Retsu, live theatre is difficult to go see on a whim.

[Look it's been nearly a century since he's been to earth, cut him some slack.]

I... see. So let's go watch a film, then.

...I can't exactly move, Retsu.

[Like, don't get her wrong. She likes hugs.

But hugs are not helping.]

I am not holding you that tightly, am I?

[He'll let go, though.]

You're not, but it's hard from me to move away from comfortable places.

[Hisoka are you trying to fluster a sword.

Given she just grabbed his hand and interlaced their fingers to lead him off, probably yes.]

[It seems to be working sort of. It is hard to fluster a sword, it turns out. But he'll not pull away and indeed will follow her all the same.]

[Hisoka has many talents. But the trip to the theater is blessedly uneventful.

And now she's looking over the titles consideringly. Feel free to look at posters or ignore this ominous sense of doom.]

They're almost all sequels... Is this the way it is, these days?

[Looking around. He might be completely oblivious and lost in his weird half-remembered recollections.]

'These days'? [Retsu, please.]

Not always, but it's more common than when I was a child. Buuut--

[Pointing to one title in particular.] That one's not a sequel~ And is playing soon.

As I said. Lead the way; I simply wish to spend time with you.

[He'll tilt his head one way, then the other, and follow her. Whatever they're watching, he could care less.]

[Welp, leading him into a movie.

Did she forget to mention this is a Zatoichi movie? She might have.

I mean, it's standalone so it's not technically lying, but. Enjoy the weird dance numbers and ridiculous gore and Hisokas snuggled right up against you!]

[For the record, he seems to enjoy that last part more than the film itself, but he'll definitely hold her close to him while they watch the film.

If she's paying more attention to him than the movie, she'll notice his eyes naturally seem to follow where all the strikes would go - and some extra twinges where he seems to think a kill-strike would have fit. He grows far more placid at the plot, regardless of what it is.]

[She is noticing, because Hisokas are a perceptive breed, but she is also taking one of those moments to lean up, just barely brushing her lips against his ear.]

Something wrong?

[He shudders almost inperceptibly at her proximity, before he turns some to face her.]

N-no.... why would there be something the matter?

Mm...No reason, just...you're twinging at the kills.

[She can only assume when he twinges where there wasn't someone dead, someone should have been--she's better at reading people, or swords shaped like people, than she is swordplay.]