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[ Huh. It worked? ]

See u

[ That's where he'll be in a while, hands in the pockets of his jacket. He searches the arcade for Devon, where he at. ]

[Devon is beating the shit out of the paddles of a pinball game, hopping up and down and cursing whenever it doesn't go the way he wants it to - looking up only after a beat, shoulders slumped in defeat as his ball recycles and his attention shifts to Dom.]

Hey. You good at pinball? I need to beat Neon's score.

[ rip to Devon's game. Shrugging, ]

I guess. Why do you need to beat his score?

'Cause he's a nerd.

[Huffing, but turning away from the machine to better tend to Dom - he looks him over, almost expectantly.]

Knock him down an' I'll blow you right here, right now.

Can we wait to do that until after we've had dinner?

[ He's pretty sure that's how dates work. ]

I still want you to knock him down the list.

[Excuse him while he manhandles Dom in front of the machine, hands on Dom's hips as he stands behind him.]

I'm not good at this game, dude.

[ So be prepared for disappointment, especially when there's a pair of hands on his hips that are pretty distracting. Dom puts up a good fight, but Neon's name stands tall on the high score table by the time he gives up. ]

Told you.

[Devon squeezes Dom's sides, but then ducks under his arm to shove his way back in front of him as if being closer will help him comprehend the score. He groans loudly, head lolling back, and then leans back against Dom.]

Fuck. Man, he's gonna brag about this forever.

Edited 2025-12-29 04:42 (UTC)

Only if you tell him.

[ He says, not particularly uncomfortable with the switch in their respective positions. At least Devon isn't being overtly sexual in the middle of the arcade (anymore)? He's curious about his relationship with the Neon guy, though. ]

Are you guys from the same place?

I don't have to, he's gonna see he's still...

[Gesturing at the screen. Sulking.]

Yeah, yeah. He's part of my - well, a few months ago we were brothers 'cause of this place. But we are from the same place. Raíz's family.

You were brothers? Like adopted or something?

Wait — whose family?

We thought that - few months ago, when we all hallucinated? I thought Cellar was my sister, too.

[Still does, in fact. Oops.]

But we kind of are adopted in that we agreed to work for Raíz. She gave me my healing in exchange for working for her. Everyone in the family made a deal like that. We get a wish granted when it's all done with.

Oh. Yeah, I thought Ren was my cousin.

[ He almost forgot about that. Just like he forgot they weren't cousins back then. ]

What kind of work do you do?

[ Is it worth it? ]

I 'unno, like missions? Go here, get that. Deal with this situation...

[Kill that person, kidnap that one-]

I usually am the distraction. 'Cause I can flip down stairs and be fine, y'know?

I guess.

[ He can see that, really. Instead of kicking ass, Devon gets his ass kicked, thus keeping all the ass-kickers busy? ]

You can fight?

Edited 2026-01-08 05:11 (UTC)

... Sort of.

[Not at all.]

That's cool.

[ He supposes. ]

... Do you still wanna stay here?

Wanna go somewhere else?

[He thinks for a beat.]

We could go get snacks or coke. Cocaine coke. Or just go to your room?

I don't think it's a good idea for me to go get cocaine coke.

[ He crosses his arms, thinking. ]

Are we just gonna fuck if we go back to my room?

Why not? Is it bad for- [dogs] you?

[He shrugs, though.]

Yeah? Y'wanna do something else?

[ And he shrugs back, because he doesn't really know. Then, ]

Well, yeah. It's why I asked you out. So we could do other stuff, and, I don't know. Get to know each other or whatever.

[First Ren, now you, fuckin' werewolves making Devon aware he has to get more dating experience.]

Do... you swim much?

Sometimes. I'm not an expert or anything.

[ not an expert at pinball or swimming. useless rly ]

Wanna go to the pool then?

[What do people do on dates?]

Or we could watch a movie.

I like the movie.

[ The... watching of it. ]

'You got a favorite one?