tenth trick

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki has been trying to settle into his new home. He still feels bad about mooching, but hey, it's free food-- and it doesn't look like the Trophaeum is going to start anytime soon. So he shoves that problem aside for now and kicks back in a comfy theater chair, just one of about twenty. With him came a projector and a nice big wall. He hits a button on the remote so that the movie will start.

... And it's Marie Antoinette, some pop-exaggeration story with with Kirsten Dunst and some other people he doesn't really care for.]

Agh, what the hell? Who the fuck is Rip Torn and - sorry, Diva, but this is crap. B movies are way better. This is like watching a bunch of hens snub each other.

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[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

It's alright, yo. Someone brought Die Hard.

[madamemoiselle]

...What is that about?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Some American dude fighting a bunch of terrorists. It's kinda typical, but the explosions are killer.

[madamemoiselle]

{She laughs} Or so you think! Ne, having seen real explosions like the ones in movies, they're nothing~

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Heh, I can say that too, but it's better than some friggin' henfest. No offense.

[madamemoiselle]

None taken! I haven't gotten to watch it yet, actually, so I don't care. Ne, you need to take this back, though, you know~

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah, I will. [offers a bowl of popcorn?]

[madamemoiselle]

{Looks at the bowl curiously} What's this?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

It's called popcorn. You eat it during movies. It's salty and greasy and totally bad for you.

[madamemoiselle]

Then why eat it?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Because it tastes good, and you only live once. ... Well, you know what I mean.

[madamemoiselle]

{Diva reaches over to take some, popping a single kernel into her mouth}

....Nothing. I can't taste it, I'm afraid.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Damn. Oh well. What can you taste?

[madamemoiselle]

Mmm~ Strong tasting things! Spicy things sometimes, alcohol, curry, things like that. Ah, and strawberries.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Hm. [He smiles.] I'll keep that in mind.

[madamemoiselle]

You had better not be thinking about getting me anything! That's too nice a gesture.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Nothing is too nice for the beautiful Diva-san~

[madamemoiselle]

{Chuckles} Ne, your flattery reminds me~

{She leans closer and gives Ikki a rather nice kiss ♥} Thank you for being my knight.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Mphm!! [L-lol. Ikki stares rather flustered after the kiss, and a little dreamy-eyed too.] Heehhh... a-anytime.

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, not any time! I wouldn't want Ikki to get hurt on my behalf.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

As long as I have pretty girls to believe in me, I'm invincible.

[madamemoiselle]

Then I'll always believe in Ikki, of course~!

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Aah, I'm so lucky~

[madamemoiselle]

{Smiles before she leans over again to hug him} You shouldn't flatter me so, Ikki~

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[hugs baaaack~] Why not? You deserve it.