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"A ghost went through me today. Why do we have to live in the Netherworld...."
"Oh look, we're still alive."
"Let's see...I need this and this and that..." Sakuya's day at the market.
My muse notices yours shiver, and places their coat over your muse's shoulders. How does your muse react?
Mokou Fujiwara vs. Soga no Tojiko
{★} He had no reason to doubt the honesty of Yuuka’s words. True as it may be that she was a stranger to him till minutes ago, there was a certain conviction behind her tone. A convinction that could kill, a conviction that charmed him even. So she desires to hear his story? Then, he may just oblige her.
May.
His hostility easing up, slowly, but surely. Hisoka stands upright, remaining at a fair distance across from Yuuka. There’s no need to enter an all-out brawl over his fruits, now is there? Although, the prospect of murdering this woman here—one who was surely powerful, perhaps even as powerful as one of the spiders—was awfully tantalizing.
“Gon, Killua, Kurapika, Leorio, and Chrollo. Those are the names of my most precious fruits; some are more ripe than others, but amongst them only one is truly ready to be savored. ♦"
Hisoka retrieved his deck of cards from seemingly nowhere. A sleight of hand perhaps? Who knows, it was hardly the matter at hand anyhow.
“I’ve known them all for quite some time, and they’re rather amazing individuals. Yes, even as humans, I would say they interest me far more than a demon of your kind ever could. And, because they interest me so, I’ve allowed them to live. Till the day the fruit ripens, when its taste is truly, truly sublime. ♥”
It was fascinating how this man was actually aggressive towards her, behavior she'd only experienced with fellow youkai. Normally anyone standing in her gaze when she got serious would flee in fear, with the exception of some rather odd humans that usually only came to play with her. In her long life, few things have captured her attention in that way.
Yuuka's own hostility faded as he told her about his 'fruits'. Memories, dreams, these things were precious to her, almost as much as her beloved flowers. She listened intently as he spoke.
"Is that so? How interesting." She tilted her head, as if in thought, "These fruits of yours...they remind me of a certain pair of human girls I, too, have known for a long time. They are worth more to me alive than dead, however."
"They make for such entertaining playmates. It is so hard to find good entertainment when you are someone such as me, you know?"
“I can’t believe they finally convinced me to enter a ball pit of my own accord. How woeful. ♣”
"But I want a ball pit..."
Our muses are having a sleepover, and my muse has casually fallen asleep in your muse's bed. How does yours respond?
“That depends. Do you believe in the idea of a human being worse than a demon? ♣"
{★} Hisoka remained where he stood, but the look on his face was unlike any expression he had made thus far. His eyes lacked the same sense of glee that he so often carried. His smile? Nonexistent. Not a shred of a laugh, nor a giggle, could be seen upon his face.
“Of course, I’m merely speaking theoretically. You said that you wouldn’t take my prey, so, I’ll take your word for it in return. ♠”
Yuuka's own playful demeanor vanished. Her eyes, if they were cold and unwelcoming before with her smiling facade, they were even more so now. It felt as if she could bore holes into live flesh with just that stare.
"I am a woman of my word when I wish to be, Hisoka. And when I set my mind to something interesting, I get it one way or another. Human or demon, if there is something I want the method does not matter, I will have it. Understood?"
"I will not touch your pray, no. I certainly will give you my word. However, if you keep such an interesting story from me I cannot guarantee you yourself will be unharmed."
{★} Eyes drifting over, Hisoka’s sight focuses in on the parasol-toting demon. That previous tameness no longer present, instead in its place was raw murderous intent.
“I don’t mind telling you, but, do not get any ideas. If you so much as try to steal my prey from me… I’ll kill you. ♦”
"I do wonder."
"I really wasn't planning on taking your prey, I am not that kind of woman. But if I did, could you really be able to kill me? Are you that close to being a true demon, Mr. Hisoka~?"
“I do wonder, what am I suggesting? Either way, I’d rather not end up a meal; despite my growing fascination. You see, I’ve some precious unripened fruits I’m waiting for. ♠”
Yuuka giggled, placing her flower-looking parasol over her shoulder, "How interesting. Well then, I suppose I could let you walk another day, so long as you tell me what that fruit is like."
"I would find it most fascinating."
“Fickle, but also dishonest. You and I… aren’t too different. I wonder, does that make us compatible? Of course, a human is perhaps hardly to your taste, at least, aside from being a meal to you. ♥”
"I do wonder what are you suggesting, Mr. Hisoka. Are you suggesting I am a liar, or perhaps that I have no taste for anything else?"
"You are partly correct. Try and figure out just how correct you are on your own."
"Someone swapped my gourd out and now it's empty. I could cry."
Send my muse one of the following to see how they react! (Fluffy)
"You. Me. Cuddle. Now."
"Don’t move, I just got comfy."
"I’m scared, hold me!"
"I bit my lip. Will you kiss it better?"
"Tickle war has been declared!"
"Bunny pyjamas, really?"
"I’ve never seen so many kittens in one place."
"Come on, just one bite."
"I never imagined you were so… ticklish."
"You’re so huggable."
"You’re under arrest for being too cute. Put your hands where I can hold them."
"Have you fallen asleep on me?"
“Fascinating. Then this means that you’re powerful, yes? ♣"
Wonderful,
Right up his alley.
"Oh, heavens no. I am quite a terrible fighter."
"I prefer to lure in prey by deception, you know."
“My name is Hisoka. ♠"
“I’m not too familiar with the term youkai, but judging by your presence… I take it you are some kind of deity? Or, perhaps I’m overplaying your existence? Do correct me, Yuuka. ♥”
"Flattering, but I am a humble woman." No you're not, "To put it simply, I am a demon. A creature that can strike fear in a human's heart, which by the way is quite the delicacy."