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"I really wish the anime would have included some of the Wolfram X Yuri moments that were in the manga such as in volume 3 when Yuri grabs Wolf’s hand while in the closet hiding from the pirates. That moment is one of both mine and my best friend’s favourite moments."
wth wolfram. why do you have such positions when sleeping? xD
"A pretty boy"
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"Wow you're really pretty, especially for a boy"
——-♢ “Pretty? I suppose so. I take after my mother, so she’d be pleased to hear you say that.” Wolfram reached up to push his bangs from his eyes, “Who are you?”
"Hey, clown. Tell me where I am." Wolfram moved his hands onto his hips, "I'm not lost, just..temporarily misplaced."
There is clearly an eye twitch from Hisoka as he hears himself being called a clown for what seems to be the millionth time. Still not a fucking clown.
Slowly, he turns to face the blond, a hint of annoyance on his face. He normally would make comment on not being a clown, and he very much wanted to. Yet, seeing this newcomer, his eyes narrowed. Something about this kid just screamed spoiled brat. He had no doubts that his suspicion would be true.
"Where are you? Well, you’re here."
"Ahh, but I’m not entirely a human, won’t you agree? After all, I can do so much more than what an actual human can do." ♣ This was true, after all. He didn’t know many normal humans that could use Nen. It wasn’t for everyone.
Lifting a hand, he flicks his wrist, having a card appear. He looks down at it to see a joker. He chuckles to himself, smirking.
"Care to play a game?" ♥
——-♢ "Not entirely human? You smell nothing but human to me."
Wolfram watched Hisoka cautiously, "A game? What kind, and for what purpose? I'm not here to entertain you, human."
"Hey, clown. Tell me where I am." Wolfram moved his hands onto his hips, "I'm not lost, just..temporarily misplaced."
There is clearly an eye twitch from Hisoka as he hears himself being called a clown for what seems to be the millionth time. Still not a fucking clown.
Slowly, he turns to face the blond, a hint of annoyance on his face. He normally would make comment on not being a clown, and he very much wanted to. Yet, seeing this newcomer, his eyes narrowed. Something about this kid just screamed spoiled brat. He had no doubts that his suspicion would be true.
"Where are you? Well, you’re here."
Interesting. So the brad did have a name after all. And of course it was still on him. Not that he was going to openly admit that.
"Hisoka." ♣ He answers simply. There wasn’t much more he could say to that. He just was simply Hisoka.
"Demon tribe? So, if I toss holy water on you, will you melt?" ♥ Oh, now he was just getting dirty. After all, this little shit had thrown the first insult to begin with.
——-♢ "Hisoka, huh? I'll keep that in mind." Wolfram stared at the jester in disbelief, "..holy water? You humans are idiotic, and your ideals prove just that. If you throw such a thing on me I'll get wet, but nothing more. What type of moron would think such a thing is true?"
"Never mind that though. Back to the problem at hand, I need you to remove your trick from me. I have no time to waste playing with you. Talking to a human for this long gives me goosebumps."
"Hey, clown. Tell me where I am." Wolfram moved his hands onto his hips, "I'm not lost, just..temporarily misplaced."
There is clearly an eye twitch from Hisoka as he hears himself being called a clown for what seems to be the millionth time. Still not a fucking clown.
Slowly, he turns to face the blond, a hint of annoyance on his face. He normally would make comment on not being a clown, and he very much wanted to. Yet, seeing this newcomer, his eyes narrowed. Something about this kid just screamed spoiled brat. He had no doubts that his suspicion would be true.
"Where are you? Well, you’re here."
"I asked who you are, not your name. Big difference." ♥
Of course he can’t cut through the Nen. That would just be too easy. Not that he’d be able to cut through it even if he could see it.
So, just to humor him, he allowed the bungee gum to lower him back to the floor. But, he wasn’t free from it. No, it still clung to his back. This little shit wasn’t going anywhere.
"And I’m a jester. Not a clown. I don’t juggle or entertain children." ♣
——-♢ He..actually put him down. Wolfram sheathed his sword before reaching back to touch his back, "It's still on me, isn't it?" He let out a soft sigh as he folded his arms, "I cannot tell you who I am without telling you my name, can I? I am Wolfram von Bielefeld, third son of the former maoh, and a prince to the demon tribe."
"Who are you? If your not a clown, give me your name."
"…Are you hitting on me?"
——-♢ "N-No! I simply stating what my mother told me. I do not have time for such things-!"
"I wouldn’t actually eat myself! Just taste myself! Anyhow, what makes you say I’d taste sweet?”
——-♢ "..Mother says cute girls are sweet, so..I'm just assuming you'd be."
"Hey, clown. Tell me where I am." Wolfram moved his hands onto his hips, "I'm not lost, just..temporarily misplaced."
There is clearly an eye twitch from Hisoka as he hears himself being called a clown for what seems to be the millionth time. Still not a fucking clown.
Slowly, he turns to face the blond, a hint of annoyance on his face. He normally would make comment on not being a clown, and he very much wanted to. Yet, seeing this newcomer, his eyes narrowed. Something about this kid just screamed spoiled brat. He had no doubts that his suspicion would be true.
"Where are you? Well, you’re here."
"You don’t know what Gyo is? How can you use Nen without knowing Gyo?" ♣ Hisoka tilted his head to the side some.
Though, he also saw him going for his sword. Why use a sword when there’s Nen? Ahh, not like he couldn’t fight at the moment anyway. He was still pretty stuck up there with the bungee gum. Even if he did whip it out, Hisoka could easily make distance from him and possibly retaliate with his cards.
"Who are you?" ♥
——-♢ "Nen? Your..starting to piss me off!" Was this stranger making words and ideals up to anger him? If so, he was more idiotic than he looked! Wolfram groaned and pulled his sword out, attempting to slash at the gum holding him.
"..As I expected, I cannot cut something I can't see." He sighed and lowered his arms, giving up his attempt for now. This man would have to lower him eventually, but on the off chance he decides to keep him up here, Conrad and the others would surely come to find him.
"My name? I have no obligation to tell you anything until you put me down."
"Hm…I wonder if I taste salty since I eat so many salty things?"
——-♢ “..You look like you would taste sweet, not salty. Though I wouldn't recommend trying to eat yourself."
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"Hey, clown. Tell me where I am." Wolfram moved his hands onto his hips, "I'm not lost, just..temporarily misplaced."
There is clearly an eye twitch from Hisoka as he hears himself being called a clown for what seems to be the millionth time. Still not a fucking clown.
Slowly, he turns to face the blond, a hint of annoyance on his face. He normally would make comment on not being a clown, and he very much wanted to. Yet, seeing this newcomer, his eyes narrowed. Something about this kid just screamed spoiled brat. He had no doubts that his suspicion would be true.
"Where are you? Well, you’re here."
"Now why would I want to do that?" ♣ He asks, cocking his head to the side. Though, he had to admit, that little fire display was rather interesting. Seemed this kid had some kind of Nen, yet, he couldn’t see his? How odd.
"Perhaps if you used Gyo, you would see where it’s touching you. Not that it matters, because Bungee Gum won’t deactivate unless I tell it to. Not that I’m going to any time soon.” ♥
——-♢ "Gyo?" Wolfram narrowed his eyes, "Quit playing games with me! If it will do me no good, why would I try such a thing?"
"..Your pushing my patience, circus boy." He reached down to grab the hilt of his sword, "Put me down. I do not have time to waste on a human. What is it you want from me?"
"Hey, clown. Tell me where I am." Wolfram moved his hands onto his hips, "I'm not lost, just..temporarily misplaced."
There is clearly an eye twitch from Hisoka as he hears himself being called a clown for what seems to be the millionth time. Still not a fucking clown.
Slowly, he turns to face the blond, a hint of annoyance on his face. He normally would make comment on not being a clown, and he very much wanted to. Yet, seeing this newcomer, his eyes narrowed. Something about this kid just screamed spoiled brat. He had no doubts that his suspicion would be true.
"Where are you? Well, you’re here."
"Unhand you? I’m not even touching you. Yet.” ♥ Oh, there’s definitely amusement in his eyes now. Though that little comment on him going to play in a tent… Well. He wasn’t about to let that slide either.
"Hmm… Why don’t you just hang out for a little while, hmm?” ♣ He points his finger up toward the ceiling, where the Nen now jumps from his finger to the ceiling, swiftly lifting the blond off his feet, letting him hang there for a bit.
——-♢ Wolfram parted his lips to make a comment about hanging out with such a questionable creature, but was silenced by the sudden motion of being moved once more. "Y-You-! Put me down!" He pointed his fingers downwards, "Hear me all particles who dwell in the bright flame, obey-!" The blond summoned his fire, aiming it down to shoot at whatever was holding him. "Dammit, why is it not working!? Release me!"