I don't. There's no list that everyone would agree with, in a group this size.
[Arms still folded, his fingers tap thoughtfully against his forearm.]
But we're all stuck together, after all. It isn't as though we can simply leave if we disagree, or if we don't get along...
Well, but there's no guarantee either way. Perhaps no one will think it necessary-- I'm not inclined to go to the trouble, personally. We may not be here long enough for it to matter.
[At least Shirasu is aware. Rules? Hisoka don't know her.]
Then why worry. [Come on, live a little. Like........ Hisoka. Who just scoops up a handful of very pure, cleansed water so he can drink it. Technically okay maybe. But, like,
he doesn't burst into flames. Sad.] If it's a game, play it. If there's rules to harm us, there's ways of getting around them.
Provided ours are different-- trade elements with me, at least where others are concerned. It'd be difficult to keep up in private, but at least if we're in the same place, we can use our abilities on each others' behalf.
An interesting way to keep them obscured, I think, without simply refusing to admit to them-- and you're good at tricks, aren't you?
[Does he trust Hisoka much? Not really, not this soon. But he does seem like someone who might go along with things, provided he's given some reason to, and Shirasu can work with that.]
If we have the same one... well, I suppose then we could at least assist each other a bit, if we're aware of that.
[A pause. and then he smiles again.] Okay. ♪ [From out of the belt at his lower back, he pulls a dagger. It's pointed at Shirasu at first, though close to himself.]
It might be a little hard for me.
[But then he turns it and extends a quick arm over the cleansing bowl. There's no hesitation when he swipes the dagger hard and long from wrist to elbow. Only... the dagger whines like it's scraping stone.
The length of his forearm is somewhat jagged at the edges, like rock, and glossy.]
[Though when he looks back up, Shirasu is just. Not there.
Instead, there's a haze of vapor in the air that hangs there for several seconds, eventually reforming into a slightly disoriented Shirasu, who brushes a hand through his hair as if making sure he's solid again.]
I'll hope for the same, then. Such things are best if we're both on the same page.
[A brief pause, before-]
They also work best when others aren't aware. I'll be keeping my distance during the day, for the most part; I do have the girl I'm living with to keep an eye on as well.
[Four. There's a bit of a spark to his golden eyes which is probably somewhat concerning, but nevermind it. They're not technically Japanese, but four is the bad luck number and...???? don't worry about it it makes him excited]
I see. It would be unfortunate if you got into trouble. Am I supposed to vouch for you?
I'm not concerned. Just curious. [Would Hisoka sell Shirasu to Satan for one corn chip? Yea. But, like, the feeling is mutual? It's fine.] If you say so.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga is my roommate. He's a little strange. He isn't a worry.
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[Arms still folded, his fingers tap thoughtfully against his forearm.]
But we're all stuck together, after all. It isn't as though we can simply leave if we disagree, or if we don't get along...
Well, but there's no guarantee either way. Perhaps no one will think it necessary-- I'm not inclined to go to the trouble, personally. We may not be here long enough for it to matter.
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Then why worry. [Come on, live a little. Like........ Hisoka. Who just scoops up a handful of very pure, cleansed water so he can drink it. Technically okay maybe. But, like,
he doesn't burst into flames. Sad.] If it's a game, play it. If there's rules to harm us, there's ways of getting around them.
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[Another shrug! He's just considering potential outcomes, here, Hisoka asked for this.]
They're often necessary, but not all rules are worth following, or made by someone worth following.
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[Shirasu sounds too confident to be worried about much else. Hisoka appreciates it? Bad. He's kind of interested.]
Ah... Hearing you say that... It really makes me excited. [sigh] I find it amusing you say that but are going through the rules of this shrine.
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[He's just not even going to acknowledge Hisoka's comment about excitement, thanks.]
Besides, I have no objection to them. There's no need to go against them just because they exist.
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Which is why it depends on the rules. We already have so much in common. ♠
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[he'll basically always just bypass the creepy, tbh.
but after a moment, he eyes Hisoka with a little more interest, considering before he speaks again.]
Hm. If you're someone fond of surprises, Morow-san... I have a proposition you might be interested in.
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Oh? Tell me.
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An interesting way to keep them obscured, I think, without simply refusing to admit to them-- and you're good at tricks, aren't you?
[Does he trust Hisoka much? Not really, not this soon. But he does seem like someone who might go along with things, provided he's given some reason to, and Shirasu can work with that.]
If we have the same one... well, I suppose then we could at least assist each other a bit, if we're aware of that.
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[The distrust is mutual. But that's okay.]
Alright. I accept.
[It'll be fun.]
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[That gets an approving nod, and while it can't really be called a smile, one corner of his mouth curves faintly.]
If we're in agreement, then-- shall we share?
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It might be a little hard for me.
[But then he turns it and extends a quick arm over the cleansing bowl. There's no hesitation when he swipes the dagger hard and long from wrist to elbow. Only... the dagger whines like it's scraping stone.
The length of his forearm is somewhat jagged at the edges, like rock, and glossy.]
Surprise. ♠
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[He does sound slightly impressed, as well-- it's not a bad choice at all. Practical, he thinks.]
As for mine-
[There's a pause as he focuses, makes a brief gesture of his hand-
And the water in the bowl splashes Hisoka.
also I need to know for my next tag if he's looking at Shirasu the whole time or looking away at any point there thanks in advance]
listen i misread because i automatically assumed trolling
There's no reason not to look or anything, so when the water laps out of the bowl, he absolutely turns his head to glance down inside of it.
???]
...Water?
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[Though when he looks back up, Shirasu is just. Not there.
Instead, there's a haze of vapor in the air that hangs there for several seconds, eventually reforming into a slightly disoriented Shirasu, who brushes a hand through his hair as if making sure he's solid again.]
...that one's certainly something.
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Haaa. I'm a little jealous. Being able to vanish, how exciting. I don't know if I should trust you now or not...
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[He takes a moment to brush himself off as well, making extra sure he's all in one piece. That's a very odd feeling, honestly.]
Besides, you have the ability to protect yourself, don't you?
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I suppose. Partnerships are like a marriage, you know. I hope I don't find any infidelity.
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[A brief pause, before-]
They also work best when others aren't aware. I'll be keeping my distance during the day, for the most part; I do have the girl I'm living with to keep an eye on as well.
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Ahh. Playing hard to get until we meet in the night. How fun. [The earrings jingle when he tilts his head curiously.] Who? Should I be jealous?
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Four. I don't think you have much to worry about-- though I did say I'd help look after her, if we're going to be living in the same place.
She says she has difficulty sleeping at times, so she may notice if I'm gone, but I'll find an explanation if I have to.
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I see. It would be unfortunate if you got into trouble. Am I supposed to vouch for you?
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[He'd rather handle his own roommate-- particularly considering that look in Hisoka's eyes. Hm.]
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I'm not concerned. Just curious. [Would Hisoka sell Shirasu to Satan for one corn chip? Yea. But, like, the feeling is mutual? It's fine.] If you say so.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga is my roommate. He's a little strange. He isn't a worry.
[says.... says hisoka]
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[A thoughtful little tilt of his head, as he finds somewhere to perch.]
His name's interesting, if nothing else.
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