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Magician's Choice [OPEN]

WHO: Hisoka and EVERYONE, anyone.
WHERE: Various
WHEN: Throughout May
WHAT: Lots of stuff. A catch all and open prompts for those interested.
WARNINGS: General Hisoka warning. So, anything from tame sexual implications to violence and gore.

[ The Preamble ]

[Not that he wasn't busy last month, but he feels as though he has things to get back into after everything that happened. Things like- mindless sports, going to arcades, shopping. Things the undead or like undead just kind of get in the way of.]

[Yes, he certainly had fun, certainly kept active during the end of April. It would have been easy for many people to point Hisoka out in the chaos here and there, moving through those hoards or problematic citizens with ease. Often even attacking them back should they come after him, even killing some that really made a display. And the blood was- good.]

[Very good.]

[But killing zombies really isn't that fun when it comes down to it. Rather boring actually. So May's gonna be a nice month of finding that routine again! Well, whatever Hisoka calls a routine anyway.]

[ A ] - Heropa : StarCity Arcade

[Video games were never something Hisoka indulged in often, especially not back home. But they certainly had things he was interested in. Dating Sims for example, very fun, he's always enjoyed romance, and learning the tropes and memes that go along with it? Seeing all possible scenarios? Fun! Anything with puzzles and tactics tended to play into his interests as well which opened up a very wide range of games to be enjoyed. Of course, sitting down for long periods of time was something he wasn't very interested in, his attention span was quite limited if something wasn't really good. So Hisoka had a tendency, when he did play them at all, to constantly switch from one game to another.]

[So what better place for that than an arcade?]

[He's only here because he happened to walk past it and was intrigued by a rhythm game in the front of the store. Lights for one, like some kind of cat, caught his attention quickly and it wasn't long before he was getting quarters and infront of some fighting simulator. There IS a second side to it incase anyone's interested in playing along, and from the back, Hisoka's grey suit and white hair makes him look rather unassuming? That or maybe schooling him in a fighting game could be fun.]

[But he'll be around, he moves from game to game quickly. One could easily cross paths with him on a dancing simulator, or a side scrolling beat 'em up, to some racing game where the seat is almost just too small.]

[ B ] - Nonah : Twinkle Toes

[The large glass doors make it easy to both see all that this store holds (shoes, shoes, more shoes, maybe purses too), as well as then stacks of boxes towering nearby a brightly dressed man who is slightly distressing the store clerks. The women that work there have been trying their best to appease this person but ever since he made sure they knew he was shopping for himself they've had some- trouble. It's not that he's a man really, though a man in that sort of clothing is a bit strange, nice physique or not. It's that he's tried on over twenty things by now and doesn't seem any closer to buying anything.]

[Truth be told. He's just enjoying trying on shoes. But the amount of times he has to get them to go back and get him larger sizes is starting to wear on their nerves. Hisoka notices of course. He just doesn't care. He certainly plans to leave with something, somethings(?), but will see to finding exactly what, even if it means making this day a difficult one for those working here.]

[Maybe he just needs a good second opinion?]

[ C ] - Maurtia Falls : Passione Casino

[Perhaps at a dealer's table for Poker or a more novelty option- a dice game known as Cee-lo, Hisoka can be found. Hands always fast on the cards and always a bit of a spectacle with how he handles them, giving a sort of magician's flare to everything to put on more of a show. He gets players quickly and often do they stay for a while. It's mostly due to how he keeps the chatter high, enjoying various conversations he has and always managing to keep words going along with the cards and chips. Play a few rounds and you might notice your chips are gone before you know it! He does well to distract with a good topic or two, or some flirting. Either way, if you choose to let him deal a few rounds with you, enjoy the attention, he certainly does.]

A new round? Were you lingering close by in wait for it? I'm embarrassed, just for me~?

[That or maybe it's finally after hours and Hisoka's enjoying a drink at the bar. Something equally showing and sweet, possibly with fruit or possibly on fire. A bit hunched over the bar with his fingers sliding over the bottom of the glass. He has a rather dead look in his eyes, staring through the bottles behind the bar, past the tender when he passes by. An expression not really matching the light purple paisley suit he opted to wear for work today.]

[ D ] - Heropa : Some park. What do people even name parks.

[Man what a great day. What a great day for a walk, and this park? Gosh this park is so nice. So well maintained, zombie free after last's months crazy shenanigans. Everything is so nice and spring is really just great, huh? Green grass, blooming trees, people enjoying walks with their dogs, outings with their kids, frisbees coming right at your face fuck you need to duck or something if you can, it's going way faster than a normal frisbee.]

[ E ] - ANYWHERE : Make your own, he's pretty easy to happen upon in most places and situations, if you have an idea for a prompt here and you're unsure or wanna plan it out, let me know!

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My luck returns! [Grinning now that she has confirmation. Can't comment on rolling a triple since she has no idea that's the combination his brain went with, but hey. A win is a win.]

Since you insist, I'll take this back. [And now she's back to having one shoe on, like some fucked up Cinderella.]

All you!

[Another fake pout, he'll shift, sitting cross legged and grabbing the dice again.]

[4-3-6!]

Always so close, come now dice~ [Said as he lifts them and presses them against his lips before rolling again.]

[2-3-5, again- 3-3-4!]

[She laughs as he tries to coax the dice into a better roll.]

Not bad.

[If she wanted, she could keep the spell going by continuously feeding it blood, but she's trying to maintain an element of chance, of risk! So she lets it go for this round and sighs dramatically when she rolls a 2-4-5 and then another 4-4-1.]

Unbelievable. [Barefoot again!]

Hai hai number two~ [Said to her other foot, wiggling his fingers at it and rolling again.]

I trust we'll make a better show of it when we really start to fall into this?

[Roll! 5-5-1....]

That's up to you. I don't plan to lose anything else.

[Big words from someone who literally just lost. Whatever! First roll is a 5-2-6, so she goes again and gets-

2-3-2, yes!]

Here's your opportunity.

Oh? Really now?

[Doesn't plan to? So then should he really be paying attention? A smirk, a brow lift, but it seems his roll was under hers so sure, he'll take that opportunity.]

[A breath through his nose and he moves to sit up on his knees, sliding a hand down his chest, his stomach, slipping fingers over his crotch. For a moment he dips over his hem with his hand before moving back up again, adding in his other hand now and

unties his tie, pulls it, and drops it. Sitting down.]

[She leans forward to watch his display, hands clasped and elbows resting on her knees. Not guarding her expression at all as her eyes follow his hands down, down, down...and then back up.

The tie isn't a bad choice, actually. All sorts of thoughts run through her head watching the strip of fabric slide away from his neck.]

That's more like it.

[Thoughts like, open neck? Lots of blood there. Wait are you a blood mage or a vampire, he's already forgot.]

[Then again, does it matter? Blood is becoming such a reoccurring thing in his life lately...]

Considering you don't plan on losing, it'll only get better then.

[Dice again, and he'll roll. 1-4-3, then 6-3-3!]

Hup! [Tosses her the dice, beat that.]

[Doesn't it always come down to blood? And vampire isn't so far off in this case. She would really like to bite him.]

I'll hold you to that.

[Catches those dice just barely and encloses them in her fist. To cheat or not to cheat? Her exact words were that she wouldn't lose anything else, so if she rolls poorly she could just give up her shoe again. But, on the other hand, cheating will guarantee Hisoka gets undressed quicker and Elsa is just not a patient person.

So cheating it is!

It isn't hard to reopen that cut and mutter a word to reactivate her spell and she masks it by bringing the dice briefly to her mouth as if kissing them for luck like Hisoka did earlier. Hopefully that won't be too suspicious! When she rolls, her losing 3-1-1 will appear however it needs to to beat Hisoka's. Though of course he might catch her at it if he's paying special attention now.]

[She's definitely free to, though maybe later would be a better time, it would certainly get in the away of their game, wouldn't it?]

[Patience is difficult. If he doesn't have to wait good, but if something worth waiting for... he'll wait. Especially if it gets better the longer you stand by. But no, she really doesn't have to wait, granted having a slow roll to it might make it more enjoyable at least? A rush and she can't really watch, and hey, he knows what he looks like. He's spent a lot of time making himself like this.]

[He's been paying attention yes, and he notices a few cues. Getting blood in your mouth is rather easy with teeth plentiful, and though he smiles a knowing smile, he won't say anything. She's careful, he'll give her that. Is her magic changing the dice faces? No, when he looks down at the other sides everything seems to be in order, so she's not just changing the face up sides. Perhaps it's working off some luck and making them roll a certain way?]

[No, ah, when she showed him that copy of herself, it was some illusion, right? So then... he's seeing what she wants him to see?]

[His eyes close, tucking a hand up between two buttons of his shirt.]

It really does seem like your 'luck' will beat mine tonight.

[An illusion was the easiest way to go about it, changing perception rather than reality. Affecting the actual roll of the dice would take significantly more blood and there's no way she could manage it without being obvious.

She smiles, feeling secure in her victory—both this little one and the eventual big win.]

These dice are fickle, but we've worked out an understanding.

Silver tongue enough, but then, the right words will make anyone do what you say.

[Said as he curls his fingers up, undoing the button above his hand to better show the skin at his collar, then one lower. Revealing his chest, his stomach, carved out of some polished stone and without scars, always some how. He strips the shirt down, button by button before flexing his shoulders forward and back to shrug the sleeves down, rolling out his chest and tilting his hips so his stomach pronounce even further.]

How long will they agree with you?

[He wonders if he were to cheat would it work against whatever spell she's cast? If he made himself roll 4-5-6, how many times could he get away with it? Though it would pretty much prove that if she continued to roll higher and higher than him, even if he messed with the dice to get higher rolls that she was cheating.]

[The shirt drops, leaving him bare, and he'll sit on his legs again, picking up the dice.]

[Toss- 3-3-2.]

Fate sees me nude by the end of this game. [A small laugh.]

[The right words and a bit of blood make that especially true.

The reveal of that flawless expanse of skin inspires a mix of feelings, as always. Curiosity and a hint of jealousy about how he maintains it, what sort of healing he's capable of and how. And the desire to mar it, to leave marks—however temporary. Almost a compulsion.

Her hand squeezes just a bit tighter on the soda can.]

Wasn't that always the plan?

[An easy enough roll to beat, so she doesn't influence her own. 5-1-6 and then 2-5-2.]

Looks like we're still in agreement.

[It's not what she thinks, the healing. While the nanomachines in him, in every imPort helps, he's getting for more help elsewhere. Still, unmarred or not, she's welcome to make more, he imagines she will before the night is through. And again they'll be gone next time she sees him nude.]

Hm. [Yes. It was. Win or lose, it was the plan. He smiles, sitting on his legs again.]

Buu... it's so unfair. I'm getting cold.

[A pout, rubbing his hands against the sides of his neck, up and up till- he takes off another earring, sticking out his tongue a little after.]

[Elsa laughs, both at his pouting and choice of item to remove.]

Hurry up and roll then if you're cold. The faster I beat you, the sooner we can do something about that.

[A laugh in reply before he takes the dice, shakes them and tosses- 1-6-3.]

Now they're teasing me. [Smiles, rolling again.]

Have you 'played much' with anyone else since you arrived here? [5-1-2.] I can't imagine I'm the only one. [3-5-5. Daaang.]

Of course. Someone you know, I think. [And knows well enough, from what she's been told, that there's no need to hesitate over the specifics. She rolls a 6-3-4, sigh, so close. Snatches the dice back up.]

A demon. [5-4-3. Closer.] Abduxel. [Who is probably getting tingly right now, wherever he is. That name thing.]

We've been playing for a while.

[6-1-1! Hardly what the dice were teasing her with, but good enough. She sits back and smiles.]

[He probably is! Hisoka gives a bright, playful smile in response to that.]

Yes, Abduxel. [One more time, Beetlejuice beetlejuice beetlejuice! Poor guy though, he probably is really getting the shivers now.]

He has his moments, that imp. [A glance to her dice. Ah, 6-1-1. He'll move up, going to push off a shoe.] His tricks may get him into trouble soon, perhaps it's good he plays more low key.

Ah- but he is fun to play with. I imagine even more so for you. [The whole blood thing between the two of them and all.]

[Her own smile gains a wicked edge.]

We're a good match. [The blood being one reason among many.]

Though lately he seems to think he's actually in charge. It's cute. [And he'll learn differently soon enough.]

Oh?

[Said as he rolls again. 3-2-5. Ah... again. In charge? Abduxel, come now, can you really take charge? 3-4-5.]

I wonder if that's making things difficult at all, or purely is entertaining? Hehe~ Cute. [He'd have to agree.]

[4-4-3.]

Three seems to be my number tonight... [Sigh.]

Oh, I'm not complaining. It'll be that much more fun to set him straight!

[Not the best number when hoping for a win, no, but fitting enough while discussing a shared lover. Maybe the dice are hinting at something.]

Can't complain about that either.

[Her turn! 2-6-4, pft, next.

1-5-1 does the trick! She's not even cheating anymore. It feels like the home stretch and she's caught up in it, half-believing her own bullshit. Another few rounds and it's hers!] All right!

OOoooOOh~ Tell me when you do, I'd love to see it.

[Ah, well he can't have good luck all the time and he's already opted not to cheat, realizing she possibly has been here and there. He's starting to get a little anxious, even if their small talk has been enjoyable.]

[Shoe number two, leaving him in just pants, socks, and underwear.]

You wouldn't have a thing for feet, would you? [Smiling, curling his toes. He picks up the dice.]

Not at all.

[Said with a total sorry-not-sorry grin.]

And yes, you'll get all the details, don't worry.

[Right riiiight fine he'll roll the dice, she's starting to sound as impatient as him.]

[Toss.]

Oh- [Roll roll, ah! 2-2-5!]

Now will you be rolling a six? [A knowing glance accompanied by a coy smirk. Yeah girl he know you cheating but keep at it.]

[Patience never was her strong suit. Elsa is very much a doer and right now what she wants to do is toss the dice behind the couch and get busy. But there's that favour at stake.

-And damn it, he's onto her. In that case, might as well be flashy with it.]

Let's find out.

[She takes the dice and, with a smile that just dares him to call her out, kisses each one individually. That covers up the words for the spell, something slightly different this time.

Will she roll a six? Hell yes, three of them. Or at least that's how it will appear. (Though her actual roll is a 5-5-3.) She laughs like this is somehow just a delightful surprise.]

Looks like 'they' took it as a challenge.

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