shirasu catchall

[wildc4rd]

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[wildc4rd]

[Waow.

Honestly, Hisoka did not expect Shirasu to give him anything but a spray in the face maybe. He looks visible surprised, and even lets Shirasu manhandle him without much more than a hum. It's gone, and he's left brushing his fingers over his mouth, blinking.

Then the surprise melts into something entirely pleased. He rolls over so he can lean across Shirasu's middle with his upper half. There doesn't seem to be any pursuit of more, but he does want to look Shirasu in the face.]

There's no plan. [thanks for the smooch tho] We have to wait to see if the living sacrifice them for the condition of getting rid of the corruption. They were awfully intent on trying to "find another way" to the end.

If we don't need Sol and Lune to return home, I'd like to fight Lune to see if he's a worthy opponent. If he dies... oh well. If I can live forever... that's a good stipulation for taking his place.

[wagashis]

[the surprise is enough, honestly-- it's just as much about keeping hisoka guessing as it is about getting information, so that gets a satisfied enough look. he doesn't push hisoka off of him.]

We'll see what we can find out, then. If we do need them, I'll be quite annoyed if you've gone and gotten rid of one... but if we get something out of it, that's a different case. Just living and returning home isn't going to be enough for me, after all.

[wildc4rd]

You're so ambitious. I like it.

[Bad.]

Living and going home isn't enough? You have big business to do still, hm? Does this mean you're going to help me see what Lune is made of if the time comes?

[wagashis]

If it comes, yes. If it's worth the effort.

[another brief shrug, there.]

Living isn't enough without anything to live for, is it? I'm sure I've told you before that I have failures to fix. If it turns out there's nothing to be done about it... there's little point returning.

[wildc4rd]

You make it sound so hopeless. What a sad story, the one of Shirasu.

[Fluidly, he rolls slowly to his back, keeping his head resting on Shirasu's ribs.]

If there's no point in you returning, what are you going to do? Stay at the center of the universe with Sol and help him protect it?

[wagashis]

I don't yet know. Return anyway, perhaps. It's still home, whether there's anything left there for me or not.

[as hisoka had done to him earlier, his fingers twine into his hair, but tight enough to pull uncomfortably; then he lets go, hand dropping to rest on the bed.]

If I can get one person back, that'll be enough to make it worth trying.

[wildc4rd]

[Ahhh, mean! Hisoka's face pinches some, and he shoots Shirasu a look, reaching up to rub the spot of his pulled hair. Quit teasing him!]

All of that for one person? [He peers for a long moment at Shirasu, searching and amused.] Someone you care about. Does Shirasu... have a heart? I'm shocked.

[wagashis]

For more than just him. I have a responsibility to my people.

[another dismissive gesture, though-- it's followed with a sigh.]

But our clan has had twin Heads ever since we took over. With both of us there again, perhaps more would be possible.

[wildc4rd]

[All he says is:] Twins. [It's not a question, and he definitely has a particular look to his glance. But, like... that's all he says...]

Splitting the responsibility? And what happens if the twin decides it's time to lead alone? Ah. I forgot. You're quite like the Zoldycks, aren't you? Family means everything.

[wagashis]

We were always one. That isn't going to happen.

[swear to god if he's just like 'two shirasus...' he Will double die.]

I did think it was foolish at first to have two Heads, but I was young at the time. It proved to be quite useful.

[wildc4rd]

[He is very much like "two Shirasus" unfortunately. But luckily, he wouldn't pursue anything like that without it being mutual. Small blessings. He can taunt about it, though.]

I'm not sure having more than a single Zoldyck is useful. Well, for them I suppose. They are quite messy. Were you? [He smiles like he knows the answer.] So... if you were Little Isuke...?

[wagashis]

He was Isame, and also Kotarou. We shared the title of Fuuma Kotarou the tenth.

[it's a name and a title, just go with it. that comment gets an annoyed look, though.]

And of course we weren't-- though, well. The end goal certainly was to create a mess. Our work was not.

[wildc4rd]

Sounds familiar.

[Inwardly, he's closing his eyes very intensely at Illumi for the twisted little game which had been played with Killua. His favorite plaything almost died? Get out of here with that mess.]

Little Isuke and Little Isame with their big family. But you're seeing if you can bring him back? You both were in some trouble, I see.

[wagashis]

You could put it that way, I suppose.

[... but that seems to be as much as he willingly offers for now; he goes quiet there.]

[wildc4rd]

[Ah. He hit a sort of soft, sore spots. Hisoka just peers at Shirasu through his lashes, not smiling, but not frowning either. Surprisingly, he doesn't poke that particular hornet's nest.]

You could come to Yorbia.

[wagashis]

Your home?

[...he looks a little surprised, actually.]

And do what? I thought your goal was one you wished to accomplish alone.

[wildc4rd]

I can finish what I start even with you there. Besides, I'm sure you would be busy trying to learn how to use nen.

[His smile is horrifically pleasant for it being one of his smiles.]

[wagashis]

Most likely. I'd wish to master it before doing much else.

[he says that idly, like it's just an offhand thought. hard to say if he's truly thinking about it.]

If I chose to go anywhere but home, that is.

[wildc4rd]

It should be a simple task for someone like you.

[But he doesn't clarify what he means by this, not even glancing in Shirasu's direction.]

If there's nothing left for you at home. If we're even able to leave this place at all. Perhaps you could become the leader of the Phantom Troupe when Chrollo is dead.

[wagashis]

Perhaps. I have the experience, at least.

[for what good it's done him.

he's curious, though-]

Someone like me, hm-- and what sort of person is that, Hisoka?

[wildc4rd]

[He still doesn't look in Shirasu's direction. The golden eyes are twisted away and up, shifting thoughtfully around the room.]

Someone adaptable.

[wagashis]

[god, don't be this way, don't make me type what i'm about to

because shirasu exhales a sigh, reaching over to just. take hold of hisoka's jaw and try to forcibly turn his damn head to look at him. stop that.]

You've grown tired of seeing me awfully quickly, haven't you.

[all after hisoka was the one who moved to be able to make eye contact in the first place.]

[wildc4rd]

[There's no resistance; he lets his head be turned, and he peers at Shirasu for a moment or two, looking perhaps very faintly amused.]

I've already memorized how you look. [He closes his eyes briefly.] Sometimes, I just enjoy seeing it in my mind.

[wagashis]

You're aware of what I meant, Hisoka.

[don't be like this, don't phrase it that way?

he lets go, though.]

[wildc4rd]

[His face stays pointed in Shirasu's direction. He keeps looking.]

I'll always look at you if you're where I can see you. I did mean what I said. It didn't take you long to learn your element. Nen shouldn't be so difficult for you to master quickly.

If Gon can, you can.