firstworldproblem | IC Inbox (Imeeji)

[It's terrible. So terrible he's relaxing into it, grip firm on Vergil's clothes.]

Well. We're both far from home so we'll just have to make it up. But should you ever need blood do let me know.

... You're quite the fast learner.

[He laughs, lightly.]

I don't think my body works that way here. But thanks.

And of course I'm a fast learner. I'm not an idiot. No matter what you think.

You never know. But I would assume you are firmly in the normal mortal category, as are most of us.

I said you were a fool not an idiot. Anyway you still are a fool, intelligent as you may be.

[He pulls back from the hug, grabs onto the railing to steady himself.]

It seems to be my type, fools. I suppose I fit in.

You definitely fit in. You're the leading fool, the world's foremost fool scholar in...foolery.

[Just conversationally.]

...Is your common law still in effect?

Should be.

You wanna push me again?

[He grumbles.]

Not if you call me on it.

Okay I'll pretend it's not happening.

[And he just turns his back to Lahabrea, nothing going on here.]

[He pats his shoulder.]

The moment's passed. Besides, I don't want to see you fall really. Too sobering. Even if you would be fine.

[He sighs.]

You're so soft. I think it's funny.

I know you do. I would push you off just to make you happy.

[Wow.... His heart is full, he'd push him even though it's not his thing. He pats Lahabrea's shoulder back.]

You're a good friend.

[He's a great friend!]

Shall I?

Nah, only if you want to, it's not fun otherwise.

I admit I would like to see how your common law extends. And I would let you have to joy of being pushed off a roof by your dearest friend. Though I cannot say I understand your interests, your family in general does have such physical ways of being affectionate.

You want to experiment, with my life!

[He laughs!]

You're not any better.

Only because I'm reasonably certain you will come to no harm.

[He pats Vergil's arm.]

I'd be extremely distressed if you did, after all. Thus my hesitance.

....Also hugs are much better than stabbing, you know.

Reasonably.

[But the danger is what makes it fun, so he's not complaining.]

Hmmm...stabbing's probably better. You haven't tried it.

Reasonably. If you happened to come to harm I would be most upset.

And I have been stabbed before, you know. And done my share of stabbing. I don't see the appeal.

Yeah but you haven't tried it as affection.

I suppose I have not.

Why, do you feel the urge to run me through?

Honestly? ...A bit.

...Really? I suppose you could common law it not to kill me if you really wished.

-- You can't say that, you're supposed to tell me be more productive about it!

What, tell you to work through your feelings of wanting to stab me or whatever?

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