idealism | Fuda # 2 (Dial 1 to deny everything, dial 2 to dig yourself deeper.)

If you have one, I'll go easier on you.

Then it's terrible and throbbing.

Do you want us to take a break so you can deal with that terrible and throbbing problem of yours in private?

...I meant peace and quiet. For your head. Lack of people would help with that.

.. I wouldn't hate that.

Sounds like a deal.

[Without further discussion, Hisoka retreats up to the privacy of his bedroom, fully expecting Tsuzuki to follow.]

[Tsuzuki only hesitates for a moment before he follows. If Hisoka's forgotten about the kitchen, he certainly's not planning on reminding him just yet.]

[It's not that he's forgotten the kitchen, really. More like he was mostly supervising Tsuzuki's work and decided to supervise elsewhere. If Tsuzuki wants to deal with his housemates' stares and grumbles, it's really his own damn problem.] I'd almost forgotten how lazy you are.

[Hisoka, you softie. Tsuzuki prefers bedroom over kitchen for the moment, though. Although being able to read their room-mates thoughts after he ruined their kitchen is probably, er, interesting.] I thought you wanted me to be quiet?

[Shh don't tell anyone.] Just keep the stupid things to yourself.

[He smirks slightly and grabs a book from his desk, sitting up against his headboard.] ...Have your wings stopped bothering you yet?

[With a small shrug, Tsuzuki takes a seat at the other end of the bed.] I guess.

Oh. That reminds me, did you know there are telepaths in town?

I didn't think it would be that big of a surprise for you. It's simple physics, anyway.

[But then Tsuzuki asks that, and Hisoka's body stiffens. His little thought bubble produces an image of a silver-haired teenager with an infuriating smirk.] Stay away from anyone with powers like that, do you understand me?

[It's somewhat unexpected to hear Hisoka telling him to stay away from people, so Tsuzuki jumps to conclusions.]

I will, but... Why?

Just trust me. You don't want to get involved with the others who have powers like mine.

I like being involved with you. Why wouldn't I like them?

Then again, I think I prefer that you know me and my secrets. I don't want every mindreader here to know.

The one I've met likes to toy with people. He doesn't ask permission before he grabs information from you. [And yes, his thought bubble might have momentarily flashed to Muraki working a knife into him. Just a moment, though.]

[As if the brief flash of silver hair earlier hadn't reminded Tsuzuki of Muraki, a knife wound certainly does. Tsuzuki tenses up.]

What was his name?

Joshua.

[Horrified silence. Tsuzuki wants to comfort him, but he also wants to punch Joshua. That is probably a strange thing to pick up emphatically. :|]

I'll stay away from him.

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[action] fdsjkgdhskl LINN you're my hero.

[action] it was too tempting, Jessie. :P

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