[text, backdated to 11/1, around 1 PM]

[two_stones]

Good morning, Locke city. Good morning, post-Halloween hangover.

I trust everybody's behavior was sufficiently irresponsible last night. Was the city taken over by aliens while I was sleeping, or are we good for a few more weeks?


[Locked to Bakura, after she eventually figured out how to reach him]



The time of your interrogation is at hand! I must know what sort of person has so captivated my babby cousin.

We can start with your name.

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[two_stones]

That had better not be the entire story.

You still haven't told me your name, btw.

[shiromadoushi]

I know.

And of course it's not the full story, but that's how it started. High score wars.

[two_stones]

You know that I'm just going to get it from Marisa, right? There's no real point in playing the cagey mystery man.

[shiromadoushi]

Yep! But this is more fun.

[two_stones]

Okay, so gaming buddies. Then this innocent time sink blossomed into something more?

[shiromadoushi]

Yeah, you could say that.

[[There was an actual friendship that had grown.]]

[two_stones]

Adorable. Are you treating each other well?

[shiromadoushi]

Haven't killed each other yet, does that count?

[two_stones]

I suppose that counts as progress, of a sort.

Your story checks out so far, although it's a bit devoid of content. What do you like about her?

[shiromadoushi]

Checks out, huh? So what, you already asked her and you want to make sure we're telling the same lies?

[two_stones]

Checks out in that you don't come off as a pick-up artist or an axe murderer. You have a real thing for dodging questions, don't you?

[shiromadoushi]

The thing with axe murderers is that you never know that they're going to be one until they're coming at your face with the ax.

[[Yep.]]

[two_stones]

Pick-up artists are less subtle, and more what I'm worried about here.

[shiromadoushi]

If it makes you feel any better, virgin, planning on staying one for the foreseeable future, thank you very much.

[two_stones]

I wasn't going to ask for details in that regard, but I suppose I'm glad to not have to deal with that mental image.

[shiromadoushi]

Figured I'd cut to the chase if this is a "are you good enough for my cousin" grilling.