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[Illumi understands the device well enough to use it without any serious fumbling. It's similar to the phones they have at home, so his face isn't too near or far from the speaker when at last he decides to post to the network. He's altered his voice as much as he can and video has been turned off. Precautions while he settles in.]

I'm looking for someone who knows how this network works.

[He wants to be able to comment and contact others anonymously, but hacking was always Milluki's forte. Seeking out aid over this network reminds him of websites only available to pro Hunters. The worlds don't vary that much, do they?]

There are a few things I would like to do here.

[And whoever responds to the ad will teach him or he'll find a less comfortable use for them.]

Tomorrow afternoon, I'll be waiting at the public library in De Chima. Send me a message if you'll be coming.

[All very simple and politely said with mild jittering noises in the background. He's done up as Gittarackur entirely, after all. Doesn't want to be caught if someone out there has the power to turn on his device's camera without his permission.

Plus, it's more fun this way.]

Ah. I'll buy you a drink for your help.

[People like drinks! Right? Damn, he's good at peopling.]

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[If he really wanted to keep it hidden, he wouldn't have brought it up. It coo'.

Hisoka's co-worker. The least surprising information offered so far.]

Huh. Thank you for telling me. Are any of your helpers here?

['Helpers.' Creepy, crawly, eight-legged helpers. Illumi won't take it badly if Chrollo deflects.]

Oh, a few.

[No point in deflecting, really - they're hard to miss, especially Uvo. And Uvo sure spends a lot of time milling about since he doesn't have a job. Speaking of which...]

...right. Your assigned position. It's different now, I suppose? A shame - we never did get to visit that yarn tour.

[Is that amusement? Does he sense amusement at his expense? Are you having fun, Chrollo? Yarn tours. What?]

We could still go.

[Equal parts threat and invite.]

But you're right. They want me to be an acupuncturist.

[He's looking for clients.]

[My God, he didn't actually want to tour a knitting museum, the whole point was to tease Illumi. He blinks.]

I'll go if you give the tour.

[ha ha ha. On the other hand.]

An acupuncturist? You'd be good at that, I suppose. [...] Don't stab too hard.

[OK maybe having a little fun, slightly at his expense.]

[Too late. Now they're in the thick of things. Jokes have a way of backfiring, don't they?]

You'll have to show me where it is, then.

[Date made. It will be such fun, Chrollo. A pleasant afternoon in the near future.]

As for acupuncture, I know how to be gentle.

[He helped raise children, after all! Gently!]

[how did he do this to himself, he doesnt even like yarn.]

All right. You'll have to go ahead of time and acquaint yourself with the displays and the gift shop where you can get cheap needles.

[as for those kids uhh werent they tortured or something]

[Chrollo is all about masochistic tendencies, isn't he? He really should value himself more.]

If they specialize in yarn, shouldn't the needles be good?

[Stop being mean to professionals.

And torture is a harsh word. Illumi likes to think about it as a more dedicated form of parenting. Making sure those kids will grow up big and strong.]

Good for knitting. Are you taking up knitting?

[Or maybe you already knit? He has no idea, Illumi has to have hobbies, doesn't he? Chrollo reads, Hisoka... beats people up and pays with cards, and what does Illumi do? Well...]

...you could try needlepoint.

I'll have my hands full with acupuncture for now.

[Silence. What has Chrollo really been up to?]

Have you been able to move freely?

[Heard Hisoka got thrown in jail for a while lol.]

Freely is an overstatement. I'd advise discretion in all things.

Although I suppose you don't need to worry about that, being an acupuncturist.

Nothing to worry about at all.

[lololololol]

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