audience: tsurumaru

[cyclists]

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[cyclists]

[there is a moment where a smile seems to spread across lune's voice, slowly, not like the crescent moon appearing from behind the clouds]

I merely believe there is a time and place for all things.

And I would rather he not come to rely on the familiar when he has a chance to open his heart to others.

[preowned]

That's true. If there's a silver lining in my being killed, it's probably that...

[ because if there is one way to jump start other relationships in murdergames, it's by trauma. ]

He's very cute in that regard.

[cyclists]

[there is another laugh]

At times, he does show his age.

I wonder if he and the young one are not more alike than they think.

[preowned]

Perhaps that's why they keep fighting? I heard that similar types don't get along.

[ why does he sound so amused by this ]

[cyclists]

Hmmm... perhaps it is a matter of temperament.

[also they sure are dancing when there is like

no music?

this is fine]

Nonetheless, while you are here, I hope that you will be able to assist me in ensuring that the young one's spirits remain lifted. A surprise or two might be well-served.

[preowned]

[ please don't point these things out it's better if we ignore them ]

Of course! I really like Sol.

[ tsuru is very fond of the dumb baby npc who denies headpats ]

And it's really way too quiet here... I have no idea how the two of you managed before. We need to liven it up.

[cyclists]

[there is a laugh]

There was a period of time before anyone else arrived that the young one and I had to ourselves.

I tried to teach him what I could, and answer questions where they were available. It was very peaceful.

[preowned]

Ah. Sounds boring.

[ tsuru please be less rude ]

[cyclists]

An unsurprising answer.

[return fire is fine - though at least lune sounds just teasing]

[preowned]

I should have realized much sooner...

[ the number of people who can trip tsuru up almost every time is not a very long list ]

[cyclists]

[there is a laugh]

In truth... I am rather disappointed that you have.

[preowned]

Did you want to surprise me?

[ he sounds very delighted about it. ]

... you seemed very familiar, and there was something you said to me early on that caught my attention. [ about looking after everyone, including him. ] But it was your secret that really made me start to connect the dots properly.

[ which shouldn't be too surprising, considering how very out of nowhere he asked to visit lune's house after that. ]

[cyclists]

Familiar...

[the word is repeated thoughtfully, as if lune is still trying to decipher something that they're not yet saying.

but there is still a smile in their voice]

Mm, perhaps it is fitting that I led to the downfall of my own surprise.

[preowned]

It was still a nice one anyway.

[ the hand that's still holding lune's squeezes it again, briefly. ]

... I do have a question. What happens if I try to touch your face?

[ since he always stopped himself before he got too close ]

[cyclists]

Oh? Are you still so curious even if you believe you know what lies underneath?

[preowned]

I figured my hand my melt off if I tried!

[ that is

legit the only reason why he keeps stopping himself ]

But I could always be wrong.

[ he's like, 99% sure he knows, but the 1% is the reason why he refuses to use his actual name. ]

[cyclists]

[there is another laugh at that]

While that would be unfortunate...

I suppose you may always try, if you would like.

While I do not believe my face can meet the light just yet... you are welcome to try.

[reach into the darkness tsuru it's fine]

[preowned]

[ it's fine? he already died it's not like he gives a fuck anymore

but there's a pause, like he's waiting for lune to say it was a joke. when it doesn't come, he'll move to slowly reach his hand into the hood

and to see if his hands melts off ]

[cyclists]

[terrible.

but the thing is that lune will only pause their steps in the dance, and tsuru's hand doesn't get melted off.

instead he'll just find his fingertips meeting lune's face underneath the hood.]

[preowned]

[ ah

he could easily pull away after that, but instead his fingers move, tracing a line down lune's cheek, to their jaw, over the ridges of their lips. the movement stops once he reaches the other cheek. ]

I still have my hand.

[cyclists]

So you do.

[thoughtfully - but it's not as if lune is just going to accept that. while they remained still for tsuru's inspection earlier, their lips curve into the shape of a smile now.

their own hand rises, and follows the same path on tsurumaru's face. down his cheek, across his jaw, dusting only lightly over his bottom lip, and to his other cheek.]

Did you find anything interesting?

[preowned]

I may have.

[ he doesn't remove his hand, instead just letting it rest there for now. ]

How surprising. You have a face.

[cyclists]

Indeed.

Is it to your approval?

[tsuru still can't like

see it]

[preowned]

I'll probably be able to judge better once I can see it.

[ please stop gently holding lune's face i beg you ]

But it feels well cared for.

[cyclists]

[well as long as tsuru's going to do that, lune will be doing the same

unfortunately]

Ahaha, likely because I was very well looked after in another life.

I wonder if the condition will worsen here...