[closed]

[playdolls]

WHO: Pitou + Izunias
WHERE: Around
WHEN: June
WHAT: Event stuff
WARNINGS: Pitou.

THE DEAD
[ A cat in a graveyard, huddled at the edge of an overturned grave. Something terrible radiates from around their body, their eyes narrow and staring at the fresh corpse in the casket. Their aura flickers around them, trying and failing to figure out how to make the motherfucker dance... maybe then they'd be more inclined to speak. Wouldn't that get a vengeful ghost to show up and squawk?

A little desecration? ]

THE DUEL
[ As usual, Pitou's actions have little to do with actually helping to save the city... No, this is all about their own amusement when they text Ardyn Izunia: ]

Do you want to try to punch me back.

Comments

[daemonized]

[The text back comes almost comically fast; maybe because this is an unusual text that requires his attention immediately.]

Now, is that an actual offer? I find that hard to believe.

[playdolls]

If I challenged you to a duel I'd actually have to let you hit me, wouldn't I?

[daemonized]

I would hit you regardless, I think.

So are you, or are you /not/ throwing down the gauntlet?