[GACHAPON. . . the gambling addiction that has not yet come up ICly]
For a deserted island, something fictional. Maybe a heart wrenching story about two siblings separated at birth, and their adventures in finding each other again?
[ Oh, he immediately launched into it, with Maya-brand enthusiasm. She blinks, a little rapidly, at that, but answers gamely enough. ]
Investigating a case of serial murder, where people could call themselves on their cellphones and reach Joker, a contracted killer, in order to kill anyone they wanted.
[his excitement fades into surprise edged with a slight touch of concern. isn't that dangerous?! he thinks. but . . . no that, wouldn't bother her, would it??]
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For a deserted island, something fictional. Maybe a heart wrenching story about two siblings separated at birth, and their adventures in finding each other again?
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... The gachapon means you're fond of testing probability, huh?
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[as to her second point. . . har har]
No. I just like testing my luck. Plus, I collect all of the little figures I get.
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[ That's the real danger. ]
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[HE'S SO PROUD OVER A TINY LI'L CAPSULE TOY]
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[ SHE'S ALSO SO PROUD OF HIM. ]
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Are you ready for round three?
[lifting the bat (threat) again]
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[ And here come the pitches, again!! ]
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— whoa!!
[surprised at his own strength?]
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[ She's managed to hit a straight line, so. ]
I guess that's one for each of us!
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[the way this is working out is a little too perfect, but he can't complain]
Me first?
[he is launching into his question even before she can answer]
Every journalist has a favorite story, right? A scoop they put their whole soul into chasing?
What was yours?
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Investigating a case of serial murder, where people could call themselves on their cellphones and reach Joker, a contracted killer, in order to kill anyone they wanted.
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[his excitement fades into surprise edged with a slight touch of concern. isn't that dangerous?! he thinks. but . . . no that, wouldn't bother her, would it??]
-- what?! That's insane. . .!
Did you find the culprit??
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[ Such is life! ]
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. . . don't say that so cheerfully! Dead bodies are a big deal!
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[nah]
[relaxing a bit with a slow exhale]
. . . you'll have to tell me the whole story sometime. From start to finish.
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[ Just saying. ]
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[seriously! what else would he be doing with it?? and even if he did have someplace else to be, he'd still carve out a bit just for her]
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[ Maybe he'll have found true love by then. ]
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[he softens a bit for the next part, something a touch affectionate appearing in his smile]
I'd-- like to. Really like to! If you want.
[he is having a good time. much like he had assessed when he first met her. . . she makes him feel comfortable. easy. a little less. . . guarded]
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[ Just with demons. Which also sometimes backfires. ]