KISS GAME OVERFLOW, DAY 282

[innerdaemons]

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[innerdaemons]

Come now. I'm very curious.

[sancrimony]

I think you're misunderstanding—?

[innerdaemons]

Then you do not mind repeating yourself?

[sancrimony]

[ . . .

takes a breath

slowly, carefully, with each syllable punctuated ]

I have spent far too much time dwelling on what you did in that game; I have—

[ , ]

—other things to do, than to contemplate your thoughts.

[innerdaemons]

Ah -- I didn't realize it still occupied your thoughts.

[ "still", as if it was some distant memory. ]

What is there to dwell on, hmm? Anything you would like to address?

[sancrimony]

I'd like to keep this game pleasant, if you don't mind.

[ . . . trying to kiss him now, depending on if absinthe is standing straight he will hold him by the collar and tiptoe to do so ]

[innerdaemons]

[ he won't lean down for that because he wants to make Lucifel's life difficult

at least. for a few seconds, before he laughs and does lean down some, returning the kiss ]

[sancrimony]

[ you fucking suck

this time it's chaste; as soon as he's sure it counts as a kiss he stops tiptoeing, pulling away ]

[innerdaemons]

[ ;o

he doesn't keep him in that, letting go of him ]

Another? Or are you satisfied?

[sancrimony]

[ ssssssssssmmmmiles, ]

There are still more vials to use, right?

[innerdaemons]

There are!

[ he'll be picking another one, then. ]

And if you are so eager I would hate to deprive you.

[sancrimony]

[ picking up a red one, knocking it back ]

How very kind of you, Absinthe-san.

[innerdaemons]

[ also picking red! ]

Oh, I could hardly hope to be as kind as you!

[sancrimony]

Where you lack in compassion you more than make up for in your appeal—

[ . . .

. . .

no

reaching up to kiss him ]

[innerdaemons]

[ he wishes he could have heard the end of that

he laughs into the kiss before returning it - - it's firm but he doesn't linger, pulling back after he's stayed enough to count and reaching for another vial. ]

[sancrimony]

[ it's not really that big of a deal that he was admitting absinthe was handsome but he wasn't going to stand for absinthe saying another nice word to him.

taking a yellow one, now ]

[innerdaemons]

[ taking an orange drink! ]

Out of curiosity -- do you feel any different upon drinking that one?

[sancrimony]

. . . Different? How do you mean?

[innerdaemons]

Any particular urges? Out of scientific curiosity!

[sancrimony]

You won't feel it yourself when you take it?

[innerdaemons]

[ a little shrug ]

I suppose I shall.

[ he'll be leaning down to kiss him though before doing any real investigating. ]

[sancrimony]

[ kissing back, letting the kiss linger for a moment ]

. . . Excuse me a moment, my throat is a bit parched.

[innerdaemons]

-- Truly? After all that you've had to drink?

[sancrimony]

The yellow one is bitter!

[ he isn't going far though, he's really just getting a drink off the table ]

[innerdaemons]

Noted!

[ he'll be readying a blue vial in the meantime, waiting to drink it only for when Lucifel returns. ]