fourth trick

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki appears on the plane with... a campsite, apparently. There's a couple of logs set up to sit on, a campfire... No tent, though. A few sticks have been propped up against the log Ikki is sitting on and a bag of marshmallows sits nearby, though he seems intent on something he's already roasting.]

Man... Looks like it's back to bum-hood for me. No more eight dollars an hour, or wearing A-Ts at work, or being worshipped by hundreds of naked women...

[He spins the stick a little, so that his prey will get cooked evenly.]

I wonder if Spit knew just how fiercely that flame could burn? Clever bastard.

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[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

[eyeing the camping stuff]

Does this mean you caught up with me?

[madamemoiselle]

Worshiped by naked women? Ne, it sounds like you're dreaming too much, Ikki. ♥

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Yo, Agito! [Ikki offers him the stick he's been roasting.] I saved you a slug.

I dunno, but the nine-fall is soon. I thought I should rest a while here before everything started.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Nope! I was working for a cult to save up money. Besides, if I had dreams of naked women worshipping me, you'd be in them.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

I see... [Just sort of holds it]

That sounds about right. And you didn't get your ass killed either, I'm impressed.

[madamemoiselle]

For a cult! My, what were you doing?

{Laughs} How charming~ Ne, well you've missed your chance. It's been...twice now? Yes, I think twice that I showed up here without any clothes. It was kind of an accident both times, but it doesn't really bother me either way.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

It's extra crispy. Don't let it go to waste. [He starts roasting a marshmallow instead as they talk.]

Don't expect me to do that again. I don't run away from anything, even if they're trying to kill me.

[stronguponme.livejournal.com]

[Has no clue what to say for the longest time...] The hell did you do to cost you that job?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

I was pretending to be the voice of God, of course. Not too far of a stretch, considering how much of a genius I am.

[fdhsf don't give him a nosebleed, Diva!] Seriously? Damn. Oh well. Maybe it'll happen again. My luck ain't that bad.

[He offers her a stick with a freshly-roasted marshmallow on it.]

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Hey. [a little wave] Me and my best friend had an awesome fight in front of everyone. Instead of all the fake cult crap, they were seeing something real. After that, no one could stay in that silly religion, so the owner's gonna sell the place and move on.

[stronguponme.livejournal.com]

Sounds like that fight was a piss poor career move. [And he crouches down beside the fire now.]

What was this cult about?

[madamemoiselle]

{Takes the stick, looking at it curiously} Oh, really? Did you have to quit because they got mad?

{;D} Maybe! The first time it was bad luck on my part, but the second time...Well, I did have some clothes, but not a lot. Just a robe, stockings, and underwear, really...{Thoughtfully} It's surprised though, because no one really reacts to it until you point it out here. Strange~

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

Yes of course. [Still not eating it though]

This was the only time, you'll have to give it all you've got soon.

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[is already clinging to the marshmallow bag, because it seemed interesting!]

Nee nee, Ikki, Ikki hey, Ikki, what are you doing, hm hm? What is this hm hm? What flame? This flame, gero?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[amused]

... Yeah. All of us will. You're not getting out of this one, shark.

[cybercentric.livejournal.com]

...You're a pervert.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm a bit of a troublemaker, but it was totally worth it. The religion was just there to screw people out of their money anyway.

[As an example, Ikki sticks another marshmallow on a stick and shoves it in the fire.]

Depends on the underwear, maybe.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

It was only temporary. [Ikki offers him a stick with a raw marshmallow on it.]

Uh, humiliating people? I dunno, wasn't paying much attention when I signed up. I got to wear a fucking awesome costume and fly around. It was pretty fun.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

I'm roasting dinner. There's slugs for the main course. [He pops a raw marshmallow into his mouth.] Manna mai man? [Translation: wanna try one?]

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Nothin' wrong with following your manly instincts.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

I'll be there, don't you worry.

We need to talk about something else though, something that didn't happen in your little world but did in mine.

[madamemoiselle]

Ah, then I guess it's alright! It sounds like it was...well, kind of fun, though! And maybe a little dangerous, but if you're a troublemaker, I'm sure you're used to that.

{Oh it's food! Diva takes a bite, but sadly, no flavor. :( But she keeps eating it politely anyways} Oh, they were Tresor Divin. I don't really wear anything else. Black lace, silk lining, garter belt, all of that.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Damn straight.

[Ikki pauses to inspect his marshmallow.]

Lind, right? That's the one thing I couldn't figure out.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

It was really fun. You have no idea.

[Aww. Ikki doesn't know D:] Yeah, I'd point that out. Pretty shamelessly, if I might add.

[madamemoiselle]

Then tell me! I'd love to hear.

Shamelessly? How do you mean?