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[ She floats herself right on over into where his lap would be if he were sitting, only becoming tangible once she's in a place she likes. Her hands whisper through his hair, feeling not entirely like when they're both in physical bodies. ]

Mmhmm. I can't say I care about winning really, but I'm all for having fun with it.

[ And then she kisses him, making dam sure she's tangible enough for them to enjoy it. ]

[ The smallest, warmest laugh into the kiss.

It is different, feels in some ways more like — static electricity. Ghosts kissing ghosts. But he likes it anyway, and he makes sure to open his mouth against hers and slide his hands down her flanks so that it'll count. ]

[ It's pleasant, if different. She shudders when his hands skim down her body, feeling a chill from it. Huh. ]

[ While falling into a fairly familiar (and fun) rhythm of kissing him, she toys with his shirt, mostly to see what will happen. ]

[ Not a lot. She can pull on the shirt to drag him around, but it's kind of. Attached? He's all surface-area like this.

Breaking the kiss to laugh. ]

Weird.

I guess now we know why most ghosts are so miserable. [ She can't imagine much worse than eternity barely able to have any sensation and remaining abstinent for the whole thing. ]

[ He snickers. ]

Maybe they take up other hobbies?

[ A kiss on her cheek, then he starts to slide back towards his body. ]

Promise I'll make it up to you later.

You'd better.

[ At least she doesn't have to get off him so he can move, that's one (minor) plus for intangibility. ]

[ He chuckles, slips back into...... himself? His body gives kind of a funny twitch before it's back under control again, and then he pushes himself up off the ground with a groan. ]

If we do that again, I'm definitely going to actually lie down first.

[ If he weren't twenty-two, he'd probably have a crick in his neck. ]

...man, I can't really decorate or wash your hair with you like this, huh?

[ She looks him over in such a way that it's clear she'd rub his neck if she could do a decent job of it. ]

Save those until I'm possessing Venti, he'll love it.

Heh. It's a plan.

[ aww that's sweet though ] [ .......................he's got a square here to hold someone's hand for five minutes. ]

—Also gotta confess a sin, perform an 'act of seduction', and hypnotize someone with a song.

[ Predictably stilling at the "hypnotize" part ]

So all that's fine, but I want to know what you'll be telling me to do with the hypnosis. [ And she trusts him to keep his word, or else she'd be adding that if he wings it she'll beat the shit out of him ]

[ —oh man. ]

Well, first of all, you don't need to volunteer for this at all. But if there's something you'd be comfortable being ordered to do...

You pretty much know what I'm not comfortable with. [ Which is to say she doesn't love the hypnosis idea but she doesn't think he'd try doing anything she wouldn't enthusiastically do normally ]

...Yeah. But wouldn't you feel better if you got to pick what I was gonna say?

[ She probably would. But there's a problem. ]

I can't seem to make myself say anything.

[ ...??? ]

Something from a game that's still there?

Nothing that complicated. I'm just scared.

Maybe someone else should help with that one.

[ ...Does not like her being a ghost right now. He reaches out, tries to lay a hand on her shoulder to give it a little squeeze. ]

I can do that.

Thank you.

Sorry, I want to help. Anything that doesn't involve chains or mind control, I'm on it.

[ ......................................well, ]

I've got a square for, uh. Holding hands for five minutes.

Oh, well. That's easy enough. I've just got to stay tangible for that long.

[ Holds out a hand ]

I've got a lot of squares we can do just by talking if you don't mind. Talk about the past and present, reveal a regret, overshare...

[ Because you don't do enough of that on your own time, that awful little part of Lupine's brain offers up immediately. He squashes it and takes her hand. ]

Go for it.

[ HUSH EVEVERYONE HAS THEIR BAD HABITS ]

You already know a lot of stuff about my past, but one memory I bought in that forge game was of that creep who owned me "giving" me a friend because animals are scared of me. He bought a child -- like, with money, bought him off his desperate parents. I didn't know how to treat a friend since I'd never had one, so I was pretty awful to him and told him to go back where he came from. It wasn't until he said he couldn't because Joel bought him that I started treating him kindly.

If I didn't kill Joel by caving his fucking head in, then I for sure regret not doing that.

[ IF HE COULD MAKE THIS PART OF HIS BRAIN JUST SHUT UP FOREVER HE WOULD ] [ But also wow, that's. Pretty intensely awful. ]

Next time I've got a square for regrets, put me down for that too. [ Tiny squeeze. ] Could've been born on a different planet, in a different decade.

A lot of things could've happened.

But -- despite all the awful things here and how much I bitch about it, I'm glad to be here. I've never had anyone accept me for what I am before, and people here at least try their best.

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