003 ♣ VIDEO ♠ Change (Age Plot)

[chrysalust]

[A shirtless boy of about twelve appears on the screen, eyes bright gold, lips puckered in a smirk below a light amalgam of freckles dotting his nose and cheeks. Familiar to some but it might become a lot more apparent who it is once he speaks.]

How long do you think I would be able to manage dealing in my casino like this, hm~? [A chuckle, the boy's tone sly- sultry. A tone a twelve year old really shouldn't have, Hisoka'a voice definitely higher than his usual but pulling in the same seductively coy way it always has.]

[He glances down, inspecting his hands unseen off the video. While this is certainly strange and he'd like to know why the hell he's this age again, it is a bit entertaining.]

Mmm... Will flirting at this age become cute now? What do you think I could get away with saying? I certainly have to continue to please my players.

[Another pause before he switches to text.]

but i definitely think emoticons like this r much cuter being used by an adorable boy o u o

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[chrysalust]

[Yessss.]

[Kicks his feet a little after he sits down, scuffing the bottoms of his shoes.]

Unexpectedly so, like white chocolate and caviar. [A puckered smile, eyeing his own ice cream again with excitement before spooning a blue mouth full in between his lips. It lights up his mouth, the flavour yes- that too, but the sugar is what really makes his tastebuds tingle, enough to force him diabetes before he hits 20.]

[Uh, again.]

[cephalothorax]

[Ugh, that's pretty cute. Chrollo kind of leans back and watches him, an amused smile on his face. Just.

Looking.]

Hm.

You really are enjoying this.

[chrysalust]

Enjoying what?

[Sorry eating ice cream. Enjoying it so much he's barely paying attention.]

[cephalothorax]

Pretending to be a child.

[A little sigh, and Chrollo goes back to picking at his ice cream.]

I suppose you may as well, since it happened. What do you intend to do with yourself for... however long this lasts?

[chrysalust]

Am I really pretending? I hardly act any different from how I did at this age. [A laugh, shrugging a little.]

Just more contained.

Mmn- [Another spoonful, he glances down to his ice cream.]

Nothing until something strikes me. Unfortunately, even if I wanted to use it some how I know I'd just over do it. [A small sigh, closing his eyes for a moment and leaning back. It really was... depressing. As much as Chrollo had his balls in a vice here, Hisoka did as well, perhaps even worse considering he had a hard time controlling himself. Fights aside, he couldn't do much else without the worry of pushing it too far and ruining everything. It was different if he had a plan set in motion, but a plan usually means something he wants.]

[He kind of already has what he wants right in front of him for now. He's met other ImPorts he does as well, and again, he's gone after them, but this is fights aside. Not that there's much 'aside' from fights for Hisoka.]

[cephalothorax]

Perhaps not entirely. But you're playing it up, aren't you? Babysitting indeed.

You'll get someone arrested with the way you talk.

[Actually, it's hilarious, but maybe it shouldn't be. Chrollo clicks his tongue a little, and then...

...steals a bite of his cotton candy ice cream.

Not bad, really.]

[chrysalust]

Mmnn- [Puckers his lips, making a cattish face as he kicks his feet again.]

Am I~~~?

[Yes. He is.]

How funny would it be for you to get arrested for this after everything? [Funny enough to maybe have happen...................... maybe. Probably not, but the thought really is amusing, but he suddenly gasps and flings a hand up! Moving to try and attach bungee gum to that spoon and make it fly back into his hand before getting into Chrollo's mouth. He'll even aim to catch the ice cream in his mouth should it fly back once the spoon comes his way. Try to anyway.]

[cephalothorax]

[Hey hey, so cheap with your ice cream! Chrollo blinks a little and just kind of.

Watches that happen because wow, Hisoka. Wow.]

Ah. You should learn to share.

[Especially things he pays for! But actually, it doesn't bother him. Again - cute. But now he wants his spoon back.]

[chrysalust]

[Holding two spoons! Also kinda missed that ice cream, it hit the side of his mouth, but he quickly licks it into his mouth, licking his lips before setting down his spoon on the table for Chrollo.]

[Sets it down nice.

and safe.

And totally not bungee gum'd to the table.]

Sharing how I'd like would just get you in trouble, but I'm still willing.

[cephalothorax]

[He kind of. Eyes the spoon.]

I meant the ice cream.

[Just ignoring that implication. He kind of. Pushes the spoon a little.]

[chrysalust]

[It's hard to push, moving, and then kind of snapping back to where it was.]

I did too! [Putting some in his mouth before sticking his tongue out at him. A mess of blue and pink, slurping it back in before it drips.]

[He points with Chrollo's spoon, or rather- his spoon now, to the one on the table.]

You doing okay there?

[cephalothorax]

[just as he expected. gdi hisoka!]

Well, let's see. I seem to need another spoon.

[He could make a comment here about the ice cream sharing, but he's absolutely sure that would just lead to more questionable comments, and wow they are in public Hisoka, wow. ]

[chrysalust]

[He notices that lack of reply to the other topic, no fun at all! Like anyone's listening. Though- them listening is uh- part of the fun too, so... yeah.]

Mmn, why's that? [Said as Chrollo's spoon unglues from it's place. Not that he can really tell unless he moves it again.]

[cephalothorax]

Because you've attached it to the table.

[He says as he flicks it with a finger.

...and sends it flying across the room.

what a long suffering sigh this is. Albeit that morphs into a chuckle by the end.]

Aha. I should have expected that.

[chrysalust]

[Hisoka actually coughs from the laugh that shoves out of him, holding a hand over his mouth, and grinning wide.]

[You played right into that. Perfect.]

[cephalothorax]

[My god, he did, he's so ashamed.

Standing up, jfc.]

...well. Now I really need a new spoon.

[Because there will be no ice cream sharing without a spoon.]

[chrysalust]

Mmnn- you really are perfect. [Smiling so bright, his feet kicking.]

[cephalothorax]

If you mean gullible, then... perhaps.

[Gullible... easy to prank... alas.

But yeah okay he needs a spoon so often he goes. After activating Gyo. Because he doesn't need to find his feet stuck to the ground or anything, thankyoumuch.]

[chrysalust]

Everyone has a tendency towards stupidity sometimes, I admit. When it comes to certain things... [Taps his spoon against his lips a few times.]

I do as well.

[Wow okay, he doesn't want your ice cream to melt completely before you can have more of it. Go get your spoon!]

[cephalothorax]

[Good, goooosh. So okay back with a spoon.... and an extra just in case.]

So. Are you going to allow me the pleasure of a taste?

[Or are you going to steal his utensil again.]

[chrysalust]

[A sly smile, scooping up a spoonful of his intensely sweet ice cream and- holding it up and out to him, spreading his lips in a sort of 'aahhh' way. Like a kid in a dentist's office.]

Ah huuuh~

[cephalothorax]

...I can feed myself.

[holy suspect actions, Hisoka!]

[chrysalust]

[POUT.]

[cephalothorax]

[really. really?!

...

He's actually not entirely sure how strange it would be for a child to feed an adult. Is that abnormal? Or is his mind painting it in odd colors because he knows Hisoka? Hard to say, but he's frowning now.

Frowning and thinking.]

[chrysalust]

[Pouting harder.]

[Is it possible for a ginger boy to look anymore sad and distressed. Hisoka's powers of persuasion are no where near this terrible before.]