Ducks a little but takes the shot, grinning. He goes for one more retaliation, to the chest this time. Anyway.]
Take it from someone who knows: if you start that hot and heavy, the flame burns out fast. [smashcut to him icly being told it's cursed chocolate later
But also help this question, he laughs a little.]
No no no. Don't get any funny ideas. I'm not in the mood to go looking for something serious. [He shrugs.] It's not like I'd have much for choice here either. Slim pickings if you like women. Even slimmer if you're my ripe old age.
Well. Being in love doesn't make you an expert either, but sure. Maybe run things by more than one person though.
[Raising a brow at this. Look he knows a few of the reasons why. Cursed mark, cursed illness, shitty luck from top to bottom and a limited population to look in. But still, it's a little unbelievable.]
Come on, you're like what, 20? You're barely getting your feet wet. And now that you're dead you've got an extended warranty, I'll bet — plenty of time to look around! See what catches your eye. Don't try to rush things, my god.
[ there's a bit of a laugh at that, and he shakes his head ]
Well, I've dated in the past, Monsieur Richie. [ he smiles a little knowingly, like he's aware of how he comes off. because he is. ] It's just all ended badly, though.
I think I have to reflect on myself a little bit more before I start thinking about that type of thing again.
[He'd hit him with the balloon again but the gag's kind of worn out. Child!!!]
Just sounded like you had a bee in your bonnet is all. You don't gotta say shit to keep me entertained, and I don't have to know anything you don't want me to. Just if you do want to talk? [He shrugs, a little haplessly.] You got options. Your old teach, Marc, what have you.
[ hahahah helppp he's just laughing again, not a hint of malice or actual irritation to be found ]
I do like talking to you, Monsieur Richie. I'm only playing. I don't mind letting you know.
You already know part of it... Every time a girl said that she liked me, or wanted to be in a relationship with me, I wanted to believe her. But whenever I took off my mask, she would scream when she saw my scar and break things off.
So... I suppose I just have some heartache I haven't recovered from, is all.
[Awwwww. Okay now he's properly embarrassed by it, has to duck eyes a bit. Don't just say openly emotional things like that come on.
He also listens to this with a heart growing steadily more heavy. Sure, fine, it's to be expected from what he's been told. He still can't help feeling an acute anger at it. Exasperation even. What a dumb reason to blow a guy off. How spooky, the mark of the devil!
Fucking grow up.]
Well, if they're that spooked by an unfortunate scar, then they're not worth your time in the first place. [sorry he will not have mercy for stupidity.] But lucky you! You've landed in an alternate reality where meeting new people without the same baggage is possible! Hell, maybe if we get upgraded to a full redemption, there'll be a whole new, even bigger dating pool for you.
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[MAGIC. all things are possible. Also takes this like hmm.]
You're always game for anything, aren't you kiddo?
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[ REALISTICALLY SPEAKING ]
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[winds his balloon closer so he can whack yves on the shoulder with it.]
How long do you give Shadowheart and Anders' blessed union? I'm thinking a few weeks.
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Yves snorts a bit before he does the same thing to thwap Richie back! ]
Why so pessimistic? I think they could be really happy together.
Do you have your eye on anyone, Monsieur Richie? Seems to me like love is in the air.
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Ducks a little but takes the shot, grinning. He goes for one more retaliation, to the chest this time. Anyway.]
Take it from someone who knows: if you start that hot and heavy, the flame burns out fast. [smashcut to him icly being told it's cursed chocolate later
But also help this question, he laughs a little.]
No no no. Don't get any funny ideas. I'm not in the mood to go looking for something serious. [He shrugs.] It's not like I'd have much for choice here either. Slim pickings if you like women. Even slimmer if you're my ripe old age.
What about you?
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Really... I guess if you've been in love before then I need to defer to you, Monsieur Richie.
[ yves just dreams about it... he smiles a little bit at the explanation, shaking his head ]
I hope you can still be surprised. I'd like to fall in love, but it's never worked out when I've tried before.
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Well. Being in love doesn't make you an expert either, but sure. Maybe run things by more than one person though.
[Raising a brow at this. Look he knows a few of the reasons why. Cursed mark, cursed illness, shitty luck from top to bottom and a limited population to look in. But still, it's a little unbelievable.]
Come on, you're like what, 20? You're barely getting your feet wet. And now that you're dead you've got an extended warranty, I'll bet — plenty of time to look around! See what catches your eye. Don't try to rush things, my god.
Is there anyone you're looking at?
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Well, I've dated in the past, Monsieur Richie. [ he smiles a little knowingly, like he's aware of how he comes off. because he is. ] It's just all ended badly, though.
I think I have to reflect on myself a little bit more before I start thinking about that type of thing again.
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[Everything ends. That's natural.]
What do you think you need to reflect on? Maybe talking things through will help.
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Are you like my very curious family member now?
[ HE'S TEASING
HE ACTUALLY THINKS THIS IS SO CUTE AND SWEET BUT RICHIE TRULY KEEPS JUST CHECKING IN ON HIM AND HE'S NOT USED TO IT ]
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[He'd hit him with the balloon again but the gag's kind of worn out. Child!!!]
Just sounded like you had a bee in your bonnet is all. You don't gotta say shit to keep me entertained, and I don't have to know anything you don't want me to. Just if you do want to talk? [He shrugs, a little haplessly.] You got options. Your old teach, Marc, what have you.
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I do like talking to you, Monsieur Richie. I'm only playing. I don't mind letting you know.
You already know part of it... Every time a girl said that she liked me, or wanted to be in a relationship with me, I wanted to believe her. But whenever I took off my mask, she would scream when she saw my scar and break things off.
So... I suppose I just have some heartache I haven't recovered from, is all.
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He also listens to this with a heart growing steadily more heavy. Sure, fine, it's to be expected from what he's been told. He still can't help feeling an acute anger at it. Exasperation even. What a dumb reason to blow a guy off. How spooky, the mark of the devil!
Fucking grow up.]
Well, if they're that spooked by an unfortunate scar, then they're not worth your time in the first place. [sorry he will not have mercy for stupidity.] But lucky you! You've landed in an alternate reality where meeting new people without the same baggage is possible! Hell, maybe if we get upgraded to a full redemption, there'll be a whole new, even bigger dating pool for you.
Never say never, kiddo, that's my two cents.