some moments last forever, and some flare out with love, love, love [afterparty]

[visiblepattern]

[So that all sucked really bad, huh.

Forrest had meant what he said about going to the clinic immediately after all of this, getting medical supplies ready and set up on hand to prepare to receive people - Dandy is the primary candidate for this, whether he likes it or not - but before he goes he grabs Rossiu for the briefest moment before sending him on his way. Sure enough, when the note comes in a few minutes it isn't in Forrest's flowing, delicate hand but rather something blockier and incredibly neat. If you've seen Rossiu's handwriting, you'll recognize it: ]

We're having a memorial gathering in the ice cream parlor in an hour. Feel free to attend if you'd like, or if you would prefer to not be alone.
[...It seems like as good a place as any.

There are some things set up, though not terribly many; the tables are set out and are perhaps a bit closer than they normally would be, but go ahead and make yourself some sundaes, pull up a chair, talk to one another, ruminate over whether Jason and Hagakure would have liked this (or whether Vholran wouldn't have, either way) - it's your night, to do what you want with.]

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[dullshooter]

Really?

[Actually...he's not all that surprised. Seo Dawon doesn't give off the 'highly strung' vibe, but maybe this is more about productivity.]

Come to think of it, the image of you completely zoned out on a beanbag chair with a bowl of snacks does strike me as intrinsically wrong. I can only imagine a deckchair on the beach scenario if you're also handling business deals over the phone.

[His imagination does not stretch to any other concepts of relaxation.]

Doesn't it get exhausting?

[buriedstar]

[ A nod. ]

Well, I do meditate from time to time. But that's active in it's own way, and it's useful for compartmentalizing information.

[ He cants his head to the side. ]

I've always been this way. There are activities I like doing, and things I dislike—going out to eat with desired company is more enjoyable than a standard business meeting with the congressman of the hour.

[ But Misfire is right since he really does not do "activity which has no point". ]

[dullshooter]

[...]

I'm not exaggerating when I say that I can't possibly imagine what it must be like to live a day in your life. Most of what I do is scientifically classified as 'wasting time'.

[Which, surely, he's noticed as a result of living with Misfire.]

[buriedstar]

Maybe I can show you one day? If you're interested.

[ His smile is bright, he's apparently not judging Misfire. Just because he is like this doesn't mean that he expects everyone else to be.

And he likes showing off. ]

[dullshooter]

As long as it won't be a torturous mind swap situation where we all learn something about each other in the end, sure.

[Y'know. Cause you've gotta be clear on these things.]

[buriedstar]

...you've been mind swapped before?

[ That wasn't what he was expecting. He shakes his head and then states clearly. ]

No, I meant you could spend the day with me.

[dullshooter]

Not yet. But it would fit the standard.

[They had to play Jenga to maintain the balance of the universe, how did they not have a Freaky Friday plot yet.]

Anyway - sure. Like I need an excuse to hang out with you for the whole day.

[buriedstar]

I didn't want to assume. [ Seo Dawon is obviously pleased with the answer too. ]

On the matter of mind swapping though...I can't say it's happened to me, but mind control is one of the skills I possess. Obviously it's more beneficial for the link to go one way than both.

[dullshooter]

…Mind control?

[Blinks.]

Like - the brainwashing, turn-you-into-a-puppet kind, or a fancy kind of magical subliminal messaging?

[buriedstar]

Hmm, somewhere in the middle? [ His smile is perhaps just a bit more devious than usual. ]

It's too much effort to really do the former, though. There's other ways to control people without wasting that much MP~.

[dullshooter]

[Misfire's eyes widen. He already had an idea of it before, but...Seo Dawon is a terrifying person.

A terrifying person who's also his friend, though.]

Oh yeah - why bother with that when you could use money, influence, or psychological manipulation? To name a few.

[No-brainer!]

[buriedstar]

[ That's the important part. ]

I'm glad I don't need to explain it to you, Misfire-yah. [ His smile is still sly, but it softens when he turns back to the stove to plate the pancakes now that they're ready. They're perfectly circular because of course they are. ]

For you ♥.

[dullshooter]

[No disrespect to the dead, but they look so much better than Jason’s attempts. There was something in the chaotic charm of them, though.

He gets two seconds into appreciating them before an ever-pressing matter jumps to the forefront.]

Nope. No. We’re doing this. You’re telling me how you’re doing that right now.

[buriedstar]

Doing what? I've had a lot of practice with Lee-kyung-ah recently. [ He might be confused so this isn't what he meant but also. It's not a lie. ]

[dullshooter]

The -

[He tries his best to replicate it, but he can’t. His metatextual awareness only extends to being able to notice, and appreciate, the ♥.]

The thing. With your mouth. Sounds like a little heart shape. You’ve got to know what I’m on about - you’ve done it, like, three times already.

[buriedstar]

Hm? [ ... ] Oh, this? ♥

[ Added lilt for good measure. ]

[dullshooter]

Yes. That. Exactly that.

[buriedstar]

If I tell you, will it be our secret?

[dullshooter]

‘Course.

[He holds up his hand, sticking a digit out.]

I’ll even put a pinky swear on it, which is an act recognised as fully legally binding by the Galactic Council. If I break it, then the Duly Appointed Enforcer himself has every right to kick down my door and drag me screaming to my public execution.

[okay so he’s making this up-]

[buriedstar]

Alright, but I'm only telling you once. [ Pinky swear! He seems to take this very seriously. ]

Now first you— [ He leans close and starts to whisper to Misfire. I'm not writing this out but suffice it to say it hinges on lewd without actually crossing the line and involves detailed instructions on how to position your tongue (which might not be relevant to Misfire) along with how to pitch your tone and curl your lips. ]

It takes some practice ♥.

[dullshooter]

[Of course Seo Dawon, a proper businessman, would respect the significance of the pinky swear. He expected this.

What follows, however, is more of a curveball and he feels pretty awkward just standing there and listening to it, but he does listen to it.]

I...see...

[As Seo Dawon said, it takes practice. But as if he wouldn't try it straight away?]

...Like this? <3

[...not quite.]

[buriedstar]

[ He laughs when it's all done, not thrown off in the slightest. ]

Not exactly. You have the basics down, it just takes some time. [ Pats Misfire on the shoulder encouragingly. ]

[dullshooter]

[+10 to morale!]

I'll work on it. Then, eventually, inevitably, blow your mind.