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[voice] A stormy question

[Hello Luceti, is the nice little ice storm distracting you from post-Valentine's woes? Don't worry, here's a grumpy marine asking questions to painfully reminds you all.]

Seeing as we're all stuck inside -- [Once again, an usually feminine voice from Smoker's journal account.] -- I've got a question for everyone affected by the event.

Are there normally lines you won't cross in relationships that the Malnosso seem to cross for you? Or do they seem to take those into consideration instead? Since they seem to know us pretty well, it begs the question whether they're using our weaknesses, or if it's completely random.

And if anyone needs help out there in the storm, let me know. This weather is good practice.

[ooc: and feel free to threadjump like the dickens. It might be the only time Smoker keeps quieter than not, seeing as he's a girl now.]

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[Rolls his eyes.]

You're being irrational. Are you even going to admit you're being overprotective?

I'm not.

Fine. Keep telling yourself that. Maybe you'll even believe it when no one else will.

[Sorry for the snark ;;]

I'm used to believe things no one else does. It's not a problem for me if the whole world is against me because I don't agree with anyone else on it.

So I recall.

Is this really just--

[Sighs.] Never mind.

What.

[Grinds teeth on cigars.]

What's the point? You'll pretend nothing's different even if it is.

You have boobs and try to act as if you didn't. Tell me who is the one pretending nothing is different even if it is.

So I guess we both do.

Exactly. So why does it matter?

Instinct. It's bugging you, isn't it?

Many things are bugging me. Be more specific if you want an answer.

Is it me talking to her, or the nature of how things with you and her are now, or are both of those wrong tracks?

You can talk with whoever you please, as if I cared.

[Okay maybe it bugs him a bit, he doesn't want anyone who's his friend talking with Kotomi and ruining his reputation or something. But he's in denial, what else is new.]

And we're friends, why would that bug me?

[Pfft. As if Smoker would do anything other than talk him up. Smoker might suck at all relationships (ever) but he can be a bro.]

You tell me. Does it bug you?

[That's exactly the problem! What do you want, her to think that he's a great guy with a tender spot deep inside?! And what next? That his whole life, world and personal justice narrows down to his brother despite the fact that he is always so rough and tough with him? Or that he cares about Seiya and the others? That would kill his reputation, okay, definitively.]

It doesn't. That's why I ask why it should, since you considered it an option.

[Shrugs.] It's something that could bug a lot of people?

So there is more than just that she and I are talking, right?

Well it doesn't bug me, so clearly it's not something that could bug that many people! And I said I wasn't bothered either about you two talking, do whatever you want!

[Let's see how good is your tsun to normal translator, Smoker.]

You know I would only say good things about you, right?

[Rusty; he spent a month and a half in solitude.]

What does that matter?

[Automatic response before he really processes what you just said.]

Wait, why would you two talk about me?? Did she ask you anything? What have you told her exactly?

[Not that he cares, eh?]

[OH YOU. That reaction says it all Ikki. Smoker is just going to be so smug over here.]

She says you're pretty. [Sarcasm.]

I thought you said it doesn't matter? She said she liked being your friend and wanted to be friends with your friends. And she obviously cares about you as much as you care about her.

[He notices that sarcasm, so she said he's ugly? He knows guys who are worse than him, excuse him for having had such a crappy life... Except that Kotomi wouldn't say something like that. So is it just general sarcasm and she just said nothing about it?

Anyway he crosses his arms and snorts.]

It doesn't matter. I don't care if she likes being my friend or what she wants, I asked if she had asked anything and what you had told her exactly. And she can care all she wants about me, but don't equal it to how I care for her.

[Tsun, tsun, tsun.]

Uh-huh. Right. Next time I'll tell her you think she's pretty.

[Puffing on cigars like a smokestack, aw yeah.]

Tsk. I'm usually the one asking questions, she just answered. And I told her you're tsundere too. [Call him too easy to make blush will you?]

Who said anything about her being pretty? She's not pretty! Pretty is a landscape, it's an insult for her!

[No, wait, that wasn't what he wanted to say.]

Tsundere?! It's you the one who blushes red like a tomato at the smallest things!! You don't even know what that word means!!

And I don't think she's pretty! Don't put words in my mouth!

[Yeah, still stuck in that. She's not pretty, she's beautiful and cute and adorable and one of the most innocent and pure things he has seen in his life. But not pretty. And he's not going to say any of that either, forget that comment about pretty being too little for her.]

[Bursts out laughing.]

Okay okay, I'll make sure when I tell her that I use a stronger word. Like beautiful. Or do you have a more appropriate one in mind?

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