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KURUSU AKIRA
17/M/Earth 2017

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[survivaltricks]

[lifts a hand to brush his knuckles against her cheek, touch feather-light]

I think. . . I'm pretty happy with who I am right now.

[fujimaru]

[ She closes her eyes, turning her head to press her lips to his palm. ]

Yeah? Even though you're the worst?

[survivaltricks]

[ah. . . very cute. . . he can't help the way his cheeks flush a deep red at that]

Even though I'm the worst. The absolute worst.

[fujimaru]

You could be a little ashamed.

[ She doesn't sound terribly concerned, sliding her fingers into his hair to give it a small tug. Maybe she's not as good at it as he is, but she does like seeing him blush like that. ]

[survivaltricks]

I don't know how. It's a character flaw.

[tilts his head a little into that tug, one eye slipping shut]

[fujimaru]

Oh no. I've fallen in with the wrong crowd.

[ As she says that, she starts scritching her nails gently against his scalp, like one might do to a cat. ]

Whatever will become of me?

[survivaltricks]

[if he could purr he totally WOULD right now]

Depends on who you ask. Some people might bemoan your impending future as a convict.

[fujimaru]

Hmmmmm.

[ She keeps that up, leaning to rest her forehead against his, grinning. ]

I dunno. I could get behind being the ane-san for whatever gang of hooligans you lead in the future.

[survivaltricks]

. . .

[brb his brain is picturing Sexy Delinquent Ritsuka (TM) now and it's distracting him into a moment of silence]

[fujimaru]

[ SHE CAN GUESS WHERE HIS MIND IS GOING and she is okay with that. ]

I could dress the part, if you wanted.

[survivaltricks]

. . .

[heh]

Something else to "keep in mind," then?

[fujimaru]

Maaaaaaaybe.

[ She says, SO innocently, ]

[survivaltricks]

Maaaaaybe.

[he echoes, light and playful]

From what I remember, I still owe you a date, anyway.

[fujimaru]

At this point, it might be a running tab. I don't mind, though.

[ How does a running tab of dates owed work? Possibly just as a relationship. ]

[survivaltricks]

[it definitely works a JUST A RELATIONSHIP, so. you know]

Well.

[well!! he reaches out to grab her hands, swinging both of them to the side and then towards the middle again once he does so]

How's your schedule looking for the rest of the day?

[fujimaru]

Oh, you know me, I'm always super busy. But~

[ She squeezes his hands, leaning in to boop her nose against his. ]

For you, I think I could clear up some time.

[survivaltricks]

[. . . steals a kiss when she's close enough, because!! he is!!! a thief!!!]

Mmm. . . in that case-- someone once told me there was a really nice cupcake shop around here.

[fujimaru]

--!

[ That gets a surprised but pleased little laugh out of her. He's a thief!! ]

Yeah? I'm a big fan of cupcakes.

[survivaltricks]

[a thief!! a thief who is climbing to his feet, keeping one of her hands linked tightly with his own]

A little birdie might've told me that, too.

[fujimaru]

[ She doesn't latch onto his arm completely, but she does lean against him once they're on their feet, comfortably in his space. ]

And what other intel do you have on me, huh?

[survivaltricks]

[and here. . . he lifts a finger to his lips and winks]

A gentleman thief can't reveal all of his secrets.

[fujimaru]

Oh, you're a gentleman, now? Fine, I guess I can accept that.

[survivaltricks]

[squeeze her hand tightly before he pushes the cupcake store door open. luckily!! for them!! it is here today!!!]

I'm a man of many masks. It's literally a wild card thing.

[fujimaru]

So basically, you're just really embracing that whole "jokers wild" thing.

[ Lucky for them!! this is kind of Their Place, in her mind, and she will probably bring that back after teasing him first ]

[survivaltricks]

[without shame]

Oh, absolutely. What's the point of being a Joker if I can't have a little fun with it?

[immediately heading to the counter to pick out some delicious cupcake flavors :9]