memory! mingle!

[softlyfalling]

Who: Nostalgic Idols
Where: At the lantern-viewing and elsewhere
When: Late 199 to Day 200

[ hey, that's a pretty big landmark, right?

maybe time for some memories. ]

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[puzzlekeeper]

[ Well he WAS just walking through minding his own business, but the memory replay halts him dead in his tracks.

Needless to say, you have his undivided attention. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Target acquired.

And he is going to march straight over to King]

1/2

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Continues gaping at him as he approaches.




What did he just....??? ]

2/3 jk

[puzzlekeeper]

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[puzzlekeeper]

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Yes?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Don't even start!!!

He grabs for King's left hand. Any chance that there are any fingers left that aren't already adorned in rings. He's not particularly picky.]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He wears rings on his pinky, thumb, and index fingers, but the rest remain blissfully open.

His bravado falters a little when Intensity grabs his hand, though. NOT EXPECTED. ]

...???

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Ring finger is free, you say. Well then. Consider this "payback".

As he slips on a replica of King's old ring-finger ring (lower left panel). With a slight modification of course. The gem is blue. Because of course it is]

1/2

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Staring dumbly at it for a few long moments while this processes

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[puzzlekeeper]

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[ ... !!!!!!!!!!! ]


--Wait. You... what?

[ IS THIS ALLOWED? ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Silly, King. Cheating is always allowed. You're the one who taught him that.

And he leans in, nose-to-nose close to say with complete and utter confidence:]

Mine.

[Before he shoves King against the nearest surface and kisses him]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ This is a lot happening at once and he can't help feeling he's somehow three steps behind.

(Is this how Intensity always feels? Insufferable!)

He stumbles a little when he's shoved back, hands flying to Intensity's shoulders for purchase, and -- oh.

Ohhhhhhhhhhh.

His fingers curl in the fabric as his brain catches up. PDA it is then. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[PDA it is then!

(Would King prefer to be left embarrassingly stuttering in the lobby? There's pros to that outcome, too.)

And just to make sure there is no room for doubt in King's mind (or hey let's just remove the ability for coherent thought all together), Intensity is going to continue until morale improves King is kissed breathless]

[puzzlekeeper]

[ It seems he's quickly resolved to just enjoy it while it lasts, so there are no objections here.

Nor is it particularly difficult to kiss him breathless when his lungs had already jumped into his throat.

Point: Intensity. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Fucking finally.

Point: Intensity.

He breaks the kiss after a few more seconds, shifting so that he can whisper the appropriate sweet-nothings into King's ear. You know the ones:]

I win.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Savor it, it may never happen again!!!

And as for King--






He just laughs helplessly. ]

Yes, you do.

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Things that Intensity has learned over the last few weeks/months: Grandiose proclamations are sooooooo much better when King actually agrees with him.

Give him a few seconds to relish in that acknowledgement of his victory.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He reaches for King's hand again]

Say that again.

[puzzlekeeper]

You win.

[ Tilting his hand so that the ring is plainly visible. ]

I'm yours.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ Now trending: #rivalmarriage ]

And what do I win?

[He pointedly places a kiss on that ring before tugging King back away from the wall]

Besides the obvious.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Watching that movement like a hawk. Fascinated. ]

As the victor, isn't it up to you to claim whatever you want?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I already did that. Keep up, King.

[puzzlekeeper]

I guess that's true. I can think of no rebuttal.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Working as intended.

[And Intensity laces their fingers together]

Lucky for you, I'm a selfish person with many desires. So be prepared for ... What do you always call it again -- a kidnapping?

[puzzlekeeper]

[ He smirks, fingers curling. ]

Sorry, but it's not a kidnapping if I insist on it.