[Look, at least it's not just him this time. Shirasu is equal opportunity here. Also if Hisoka gets to say some of the shit he does then Shirasu feels this is entirely fair?
He relaxes a bit as they separate, no longer poised to intervene, and settles back into his spot on the fence.]
I'm aware. It's early yet; you both have plenty of time to do this again.
[And, with a tilt of his head:]
Or would you rather have all your entertainment now, Morow-san, and little left later on?
[Thanks...Shirasu...Sol steps back and dismisses the swords after making sure there's plenty of distance between them and Hisoka, giving him a level stare that Hisoka can't see at all.]
Don't encourage him, Shirasu. [Deadass sure that Hisoka would happily entertain himself now than later, but it's fine.]
If I get the worst ones out of the way first, I'll have the best ones later on.
[Not that Sol is bad, but he wants the jab to dig a little. Sol gets a small, smug sort of smirk. He can't see the look, though he can see the turn of the head with the hood.]
Dragging me away already? [Ah well. The wife calls.] We'll finish this another time then, Sol.
[Encourage him, that is. It seems to have mixed results, but then this is still a new enough agreement... there's time yet.
This is also probably where the polite thing to do might be to say he'll speak with Sol again soon, but Shirasu says nothing of the sort, simply gesturing for Hisoka to go ahead.]
I have nowhere to drag you to, right now; go wherever you please.
[is he going to wait and go an entirely different direction... most likely.]
Sure. [To both Hisoka and Shirasu. They don't seem to be discouraging another fight because for someone who is more than a foot shorter than Hisoka they are pretty feisty.
They're also just...waiting for something, it seems, folding their arms over their chest and turning their head to glance between the two of them.]
[SIGH. Sol doesn't move right away, but eventually they step forward and approach Hisoka. With a small jump, they leap and press their thumb against his forehead.
Power courses through Hisoka's veins again, the alignment with his element returned.]
[Patiently, he stands there and waits on Sol to do the sunny thingy. It's great no longer being so ordinary and boring again.]
Thank you for all your help. ♥
[It sounds more teasing than sincere, but it's fine.] You're pretty strong. I like it. [He flicks a glance at Shirasu, and then turns to leave in a direction the other man probably won't follow.]
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He relaxes a bit as they separate, no longer poised to intervene, and settles back into his spot on the fence.]
I'm aware. It's early yet; you both have plenty of time to do this again.
[And, with a tilt of his head:]
Or would you rather have all your entertainment now, Morow-san, and little left later on?
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Don't encourage him, Shirasu. [Deadass sure that Hisoka would happily entertain himself now than later, but it's fine.]
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[Not that Sol is bad, but he wants the jab to dig a little. Sol gets a small, smug sort of smirk. He can't see the look, though he can see the turn of the head with the hood.]
Dragging me away already? [Ah well. The wife calls.] We'll finish this another time then, Sol.
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[Encourage him, that is. It seems to have mixed results, but then this is still a new enough agreement... there's time yet.
This is also probably where the polite thing to do might be to say he'll speak with Sol again soon, but Shirasu says nothing of the sort, simply gesturing for Hisoka to go ahead.]
I have nowhere to drag you to, right now; go wherever you please.
[is he going to wait and go an entirely different direction... most likely.]
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They're also just...waiting for something, it seems, folding their arms over their chest and turning their head to glance between the two of them.]
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Pointedly, he's looking at Sol, one hand settling on his hip. The other extends out at Sol, and the nailed fingers all curl, beckoning, demanding.]
Well? Return it.
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Power courses through Hisoka's veins again, the alignment with his element returned.]
That should be everything.
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Thank you for all your help. ♥
[It sounds more teasing than sincere, but it's fine.] You're pretty strong. I like it. [He flicks a glance at Shirasu, and then turns to leave in a direction the other man probably won't follow.]