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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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...[She stares at him for a moment or two, clearly thinking something over, before reaching out, tracing along his skin where the seal was a few minutes ago. It's not idle tracing--the characters are made with purpose.]

I restore to you the name Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi. As a sword, Ten. As a man...

[She hesitates, briefly, because it has occured to her how weird this is.]

...Kenzaki. Kenzaki Retsu--a full name, as befitting one who stands as both man and blade.

[...Of course, this is only hoping binding him with his full, original name doesn't have any unforseen consequences. Or that giving him a full human name doesn't do anything too terribly weird, either.]

[Well, this is different. It actually blows his shirt open from the amount of energy passing through here. Of course, there is he fact that now he has the symbol "Ten" across his chest, in a notable crimson compared to the burned-black symbols that still liter his arms and legs.]

I... I see.

...Did I do it wrong? That looks odd.

[Hisoka.]

No. No, that is correct. I am... now Kenzaki. Now Ten.

[He smiles at her, then.]

Please remember to call upon me, Hisoka.

[Poking his nose.]

I think I remember there was a full name included with that...Ken-zak-ki Re-tssu~

[...Is the Jaws theme playing somewhere? Why is she smiling like that?]

I recall. You seemed rather adamant I have the full name of a man, rather than a servant... was it so you could say it in such a manner, Hisoka?

[He's got her in his arms; it's too late to run.]

Two reasons. One, I've been calling you Retsu for a while now, and I do not relish teaching Lark your new name, in any sense...and you're a person in every other sense, why not with a name to match?

[Annnnd She'll just...lean on him until she can pin him to the floor.]

Two, 'servant' isn't really my kink, Retsu.

[He doesn't fight it; he probably could, given how lenient she is, but this is pretty perfect for him at this moment.]

Then, if I may be so bold, what is your kink, Hisoka?

Swords, apparently.

[Laughing a little, and just...leaning down to steal a kiss.]

Particularly ones that happen to be shaped like very pretty redheads.

Given how you behaved in the theatre, this is... not so surprising.

[he is okay with kissing her, and might be reaching up to run his hands along her sides, down to her waist.]

...Look, I may not be my grandmother in this regard but even if no one else never suited my tastes doesn't mean I think there's any reason but to go at whatever pace feels right.

[Yep, that is a Hisoka. Still ridiculously hot.]

And I seem to recall you enjoying that plenty yourself.

I did not go for the killing strike immediately, such as it was. Still, you are not your grandmother, this is true... and I believe I rather enjoy that about you.

[What if he slid one of those hands up that tank-top to show her how much he does, in fact, enjoy this?]

[Then she's going to shiver most impressively because she is, in fact, sensitive there.]

E-enjoy it, do you? I could...stand to hear more.

[And apparently to lean down and lick along that brand new name marking because Hisoka apparently never learned not to tongue light sockets.]

[He hisses because on one hand that is a conduit, but on the other hand, yes, Hisoka, you just licked a conduit.]

Aaah, Perhaps at another time... i-is my undivided attention not enough?

[he might be toying with finding all the sensitive spots on her as he slowly works his way up to exploring all that elegance with his hand.]

[...well that certainly tingles. It's a little unclear if she just shuddered from his hands or from, you know, licking a battery down here, but she's taking a moment and then licking his neck like a sane person.]

O-of course it is...It's just, nice, to hear you...ahh, talk about your own desires...

Well... [he pauses to exhale befor continuing.]

Given how proper and refined you've been until this afternoon, I think my current desire is to see what utterly ungentlemanly things I can do and what reactions they will get.

[That is a hand up her shirt enough to start thoroughly groping at her chest.... and the other hand is sliding down into those sweatpants.]

A-aaahhhh...! [That gets both a truly impressive groan out of her, and a full-body shudder, leaving her half-collapsed on top of him.

Yeah, he's basically going to win no matter what she does.]

[He'll lean down to kiss along her neck as his hand down the front of her sweatpants starts, well, teasing rather unfairly.]

Of course, if there is something you want in particular... Tell me.

[She manages a shaky, husky sort of laugh, and to also lick his ear when he starts doing that.]

Y-you're...you're doing pretty good already...

Good. I do hope to please...

[He shudders hard, but yeah, he's going for seeing what kind of reactions he can get out of her, clearly. That would explain why he just pinched one of her nipples.]

[If she was loud before, the strangled noise she just made was probably enough to alarm some of the household staff. Or at least the couple who couldn't see this coming.

So congratulations, that is a Hisoka gasping against his neck, half-collapsed on top of him on the floor. Retsu is now living many a man's fantasy.]

[Well, then. He's not going to not abuse this to the fullest; he'll continue to just shamelessly grope her under her clothes, paying especially close attention to between her legs. He'll also respond by licking her ear.]

I do so hope we locked the door, first, because I'm not letting you up...

[She can't rightly point out she probably forgot to even close it and either Hiroaki or a particularly helpful servant would have by now, because words are pretty much impossible right now.

And any sort of retaliation is incredibly difficult, given that low, almost wolf-like whine of hers and how her hips are basically twitching into his hand, but she does manage to get a hand to that seal again, because she's caught on how sensitive is, and send a shock of healing magic right on through it. A small one, to be sure, but hopefully enough of one to even the odds.

It turns out Hisokas are slightly competitive.]

[Magic directly to the brand actually locks him up for a second and he half sounds like he had the wind punched out of him. Turns out that's less very sensitive and more a conduit directly into his soul. So yes, that is a way of evening the playing field, Hisoka!]

[Look, at least unlike certain other magic users we could name, her magic is pretty much purely healing on her own, we're pretty sure cure to the soul isn't going to have any harmful side effects.

But when he locks up she is going to take the opportunity to sit up so she can just...get rid of the tanktop and actually realize there's, you know. A bed right there.]

...Hey, c'mere.

[Also of note is she wasn't wearing a bra so one could now visually confirm her boobs are ever bit as magnificent as they look.]