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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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[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.]

I suppose I am simply going with my training, or perhaps my instincts. It is hard to say that I cannot see where this would end sooner.

[He'll turn his head more, which means his lips almost brush hers.]

I will do my best not to show my response, then.

I didn't say I minded...[It's kind of hard to see what she's referring to, especially when she very quickly closes that gap to steal a rather chaste kiss, all things considered.

Your move, swordbro. c:]

Indeed, you scarcely seem to care at all about the film.

[Well, he's not moving back, and he might, if anything, be holding her a little closer, bodily.]

Would you rather watch it?

[It is a genuine question, at least--she'll behave if he wants to watch the movie.]

Did I not say I would do what you wished to do? I want to spend my time with you, however you may wish to spend it.

[...Tracing a hand along the outside of her leg, though, as he says that.]

[Shivering a little.]

Oh? No preferences of your own? You are allowed to put in requests, Re-tsu~

[He slides a hand along her leg, hers 'accidentally' slips up his thigh. Game on.]

[He inhales a bit through his teeth.]

Nonsense. The least that I can do is make sure you're satisfied with our date.

[He'll just, of course, have to keep his hand sliding up along her leg then. Just happened, right?]

[Okay, that's it. It is time to kiss with tongues. And perhaps reckless abandon, given she's kissing a dude with sharp teeth, but hey. Girl's a bit distracted.]