[ it's close to midniiiight and something evil's lurking from the dark. or, well, something with a nice ass, at least, because dick's out on a mission and he's lurking about in the middle of the night, hiding in the shadows until he can spot Maou-- the demon possessing Maou. If he reminds himself of that, it makes his mission...
easier isn't the right word, so he stops thinking about it. He's almost relieved when he spots Maou entering the lobby-- he's not sure what the guy was doing outside, was planning to tail him until he was heading back to his room, but this is better. Dick waits for a beat, silent, before slipping out of his hiding place and walking with a casual saunter he doesn't feel. ]
Yo, Maou. [ he keeps his tone light, a half-smile on his face ] There's something I wanted to ask you.
[ his body language is open and casual, like it ain't no thing, like he isn't hoping the demon falls for it so he doesn't have to make it an altercation. ]
[It's interesting, because despite being a creature of the dark it hasn't been common until now to find Maou lurking the recesses of the hotel long after bedtime -- unless it's bedtime, if you know what we mean, but you'd expect demons to have better reign of the dark all the same -- but at this particular moment in time? Judging by his lazy strides and posture, Dick isn't the only one prowling.
There's one thing that a demon does really, really well in the dark.
Hunting is all well and good, stalking patiently until the prey comes to you is also good, but...? When Maou whirls around at the encounter, he seems perfectly cheerful and expectant to find bats after dark. Something like that. One well-manicured hand is raised in greeting.]
Hello, Nightwing.
[Congratulations, you escaped my momentary quandary about whether Maou would literally call him Richard Grayson like a grandfather. Anyway.]
Of course. I'm certainly in no hurry -- we've all the time in the world. I must say, it is a pity when a dungeon such as this is not properly timed, but it has its merits.
[ he looks at maou. he can't tell the difference at all, is the thing. he knows the guy is possessed, knows he's killed-- and still.
It's not a good feeling, both as a detective and as a person. He and Maou weren't close, and yet. He wonders how it felt, for him to be taken over and used and for no one to notice for long enough that they let him get away. He hopes the guy doesn't begrudge them too much.
Dick grins, running a hand through his hair and turning his head off to the side; theatrics himself. ]
Think I've heard you say that one before. [ might be true, might not be; if dick's honest, there are a lot of times where he absolutely tuned out maou. now he feels bad about that, but! mission first. so: ] I was wondering if you'd be interested in a quick fuck?
[ he goes for blunt, grin sly, and wonders if this is actually going to work. ]
[Sometimes, a demon who can act possesses a demon who can act and the result is that you just have way too much drama piled on top of each other to really recognize anything. Maou (sort of) isn't attired in his usual clothes this evening save for the scarlet, clinking earrings, and while his scythe isn't in evidence he's certainly got enough layers on to compensate for it.
It looks like he's truly helped himself to the boutique proper at some point, because he's wearing what looks like the fantasy equivalent of cross between a kimono (you know, those ones they have in totally-not-set-in-Japan RPGs) and a mage's robe. There's a lot of cloth, is my point. He's swishing while he talks.]
Haha, I always have a great deal to say about dungeons -- I am a master of one, after all.
[Just offhand, because that's totally a thing and he's totally not literally one of the masters of this dungeon. Ish. Maybe. An eyebrow perks up and he seemingly just. Looks Dick over again in an appraising manner.
Should Dick be insulted that he hadn't considered him for a quickie first of all? Who knows.]
A bold offer, but then we have a quest to complete this week, do we not? A much more clear objective than the past weeks..
[ Dick is not at all insulted that either Maou or the demon possessing Maou had not previously considered him for sex. In fact. He is completely fine with it. For some reason.
He tilts his head at Maou, shrugging sheepishly ]
You caught me. I need one more thing for bingo. Well, two, but-- it's a two in one with you. "Have sex with someone new" was a ... pretty hard space for me to get. [ he has filled that space about four times over, but maou doesn't know that. dick's always willing to work with the reputation he's built himself. ] It's exhibitionism. I figure so long as we do it in a public space anyone could walk into, it counts. What do you say?
[ he's pitching his voice a little lower, biting at his lip. Bait set. Hopefully the guy falls for it. Dick's got a plan b (and c and d), but plan a is... a lot less messy. ]
[It is because both Dick and Dick Jr. are magnanimous entities who don't hold these things against demons nor double demons. Obviously.]
Just the one thing, hm? Perhaps you are more hard-working than I gave you credit for, or others are, but I suppose I don't mind filling out a few more squares. It is a pity things we've done in the past don't seem to be valid for this. 'Sex tape' and 'photoshoot' might have been properly taken.
[Did he want a reminder of that particular thing, even if it probably wouldn't have been eligible on account of everyone involved being a disaster or at least half of one. Too late, it's here now. Hit his bingo, daddy-o.]
I'm afraid I've no special creature outfits prepared for today, but... [leaning a little closer, lips curling up in a thoughtful grin that exposes a single, gleaming fang; hm, wonder why there was so little blood last week?] If you are suggesting using the hallways of the dungeon for our benefit, I suppose that is a creative effort as well.
[ maybe dick can just stab maou and drag his body to the exorcism circle. maybe this would be less painful.
Dick shrugs ]
If everything we did in the previous weeks worked, there's a lot of people that would've hit bingo without having to lift a finger. Can't have anything easy in this place, right?
[ dick is sort of maybe putting together things as he looks at that fang, but he has no time for the inward screaming he wants to do. though at the hallway comment, dick hums and rubs the back of his head, mock-shy ]
Oh, we can definitely start there, but... if it's going to be exhibitionism, it should be a little more... grandiose than that, right? [ he makes a face ] Plus the dick fountain doesn't really do it for me as far as backdrops go. It's a little on the nose.
[ and, since they talked outfits-- ]
Though I think your current outfit works. You mind losing a few layers on the way? The proper way to exhibitionism is to lead people to you, right? For a grand reveal.
[No worries, Dick, you'll get your chance sooner or later. Will it be less painful? Is Zia that merciful? Nah.]
Mm, I suppose that having retroactive completions in this place would indeed cut down on the number of things we have to do while shut up here! If only we could at least get off the ship, see the land, and those far-off sites...
I cannot say I am one who enjoys confining himself and his ambitions to just one game board.
[But then that's what he's been saying all along!! Is this the demon speaking or the demon-as-Maou speaking. Super mysteries when you have demonception here and too many demons on the dance floor besides. Maou's grin widens a touch and he twirls a lock of silvery hair around a finger, oddly coquettish.]
Ha, grandiose is a good aim -- for this board seems to favor the bold and the barefaced (perhaps) -- and all we can do is keep increasing our exhibitionism stat! That's the way of things! [he seems amused at Dick's reluctance because he's Maou] But if your preference is a more classical destination! We can also accommodate that, or simply take our time in every destination along the way.
For it is the journey that counts, and-- [a flourish of one long arm and his fluttery stole goes flying to whap a statue in the face and then drape over its eyes] --the things you learn along the way! How about that?
[ maybe dick should've gone with plan c. plan c involved so much less talking. it was more risky, but by god did it seem appealing right now. he grins at maou once he finishes throwing his stole, turning around and starting to walk away, holding his hands behind his back with a hum. he doesn't try to put a swing in his step because he doesn't think demaou is that stupid to not see through dick being Super Seductive all of a sudden ]
It's a good start. But c'mon, I know you can do better than that.
[ he throws a smirk over his shoulder in challenge as he starts to lead them further through the ship. thank god they're on the first floor and this hallway isn't that long! it will be done very soon!*
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easier isn't the right word, so he stops thinking about it. He's almost relieved when he spots Maou entering the lobby-- he's not sure what the guy was doing outside, was planning to tail him until he was heading back to his room, but this is better. Dick waits for a beat, silent, before slipping out of his hiding place and walking with a casual saunter he doesn't feel. ]
Yo, Maou. [ he keeps his tone light, a half-smile on his face ] There's something I wanted to ask you.
[ his body language is open and casual, like it ain't no thing, like he isn't hoping the demon falls for it so he doesn't have to make it an altercation. ]
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There's one thing that a demon does really, really well in the dark.
Hunting is all well and good, stalking patiently until the prey comes to you is also good, but...? When Maou whirls around at the encounter, he seems perfectly cheerful and expectant to find bats after dark. Something like that. One well-manicured hand is raised in greeting.]
Hello, Nightwing.
[Congratulations, you escaped my momentary quandary about whether Maou would literally call him Richard Grayson like a grandfather. Anyway.]
Of course. I'm certainly in no hurry -- we've all the time in the world. I must say, it is a pity when a dungeon such as this is not properly timed, but it has its merits.
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It's not a good feeling, both as a detective and as a person. He and Maou weren't close, and yet. He wonders how it felt, for him to be taken over and used and for no one to notice for long enough that they let him get away. He hopes the guy doesn't begrudge them too much.
Dick grins, running a hand through his hair and turning his head off to the side; theatrics himself. ]
Think I've heard you say that one before. [ might be true, might not be; if dick's honest, there are a lot of times where he absolutely tuned out maou. now he feels bad about that, but! mission first. so: ] I was wondering if you'd be interested in a quick fuck?
[ he goes for blunt, grin sly, and wonders if this is actually going to work. ]
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It looks like he's truly helped himself to the boutique proper at some point, because he's wearing what looks like the fantasy equivalent of cross between a kimono (you know, those ones they have in totally-not-set-in-Japan RPGs) and a mage's robe. There's a lot of cloth, is my point. He's swishing while he talks.]
Haha, I always have a great deal to say about dungeons -- I am a master of one, after all.
[Just offhand, because that's totally a thing and he's totally not literally one of the masters of this dungeon. Ish. Maybe. An eyebrow perks up and he seemingly just. Looks Dick over again in an appraising manner.
Should Dick be insulted that he hadn't considered him for a quickie first of all? Who knows.]
A bold offer, but then we have a quest to complete this week, do we not? A much more clear objective than the past weeks..
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He tilts his head at Maou, shrugging sheepishly ]
You caught me. I need one more thing for bingo. Well, two, but-- it's a two in one with you. "Have sex with someone new" was a ... pretty hard space for me to get. [ he has filled that space about four times over, but maou doesn't know that. dick's always willing to work with the reputation he's built himself. ] It's exhibitionism. I figure so long as we do it in a public space anyone could walk into, it counts. What do you say?
[ he's pitching his voice a little lower, biting at his lip. Bait set. Hopefully the guy falls for it. Dick's got a plan b (and c and d), but plan a is... a lot less messy. ]
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Just the one thing, hm? Perhaps you are more hard-working than I gave you credit for, or others are, but I suppose I don't mind filling out a few more squares. It is a pity things we've done in the past don't seem to be valid for this. 'Sex tape' and 'photoshoot' might have been properly taken.
[Did he want a reminder of that particular thing, even if it probably wouldn't have been eligible on account of everyone involved being a disaster or at least half of one. Too late, it's here now. Hit his bingo, daddy-o.]
I'm afraid I've no special creature outfits prepared for today, but... [leaning a little closer, lips curling up in a thoughtful grin that exposes a single, gleaming fang; hm, wonder why there was so little blood last week?] If you are suggesting using the hallways of the dungeon for our benefit, I suppose that is a creative effort as well.
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Dick shrugs ]
If everything we did in the previous weeks worked, there's a lot of people that would've hit bingo without having to lift a finger. Can't have anything easy in this place, right?
[ dick is sort of maybe putting together things as he looks at that fang, but he has no time for the inward screaming he wants to do. though at the hallway comment, dick hums and rubs the back of his head, mock-shy ]
Oh, we can definitely start there, but... if it's going to be exhibitionism, it should be a little more... grandiose than that, right? [ he makes a face ] Plus the dick fountain doesn't really do it for me as far as backdrops go. It's a little on the nose.
[ and, since they talked outfits-- ]
Though I think your current outfit works. You mind losing a few layers on the way? The proper way to exhibitionism is to lead people to you, right? For a grand reveal.
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Mm, I suppose that having retroactive completions in this place would indeed cut down on the number of things we have to do while shut up here! If only we could at least get off the ship, see the land, and those far-off sites...
I cannot say I am one who enjoys confining himself and his ambitions to just one game board.
[But then that's what he's been saying all along!! Is this the demon speaking or the demon-as-Maou speaking. Super mysteries when you have demonception here and too many demons on the dance floor besides. Maou's grin widens a touch and he twirls a lock of silvery hair around a finger, oddly coquettish.]
Ha, grandiose is a good aim -- for this board seems to favor the bold and the barefaced (perhaps) -- and all we can do is keep increasing our exhibitionism stat! That's the way of things! [he seems amused at Dick's reluctance because he's Maou] But if your preference is a more classical destination! We can also accommodate that, or simply take our time in every destination along the way.
For it is the journey that counts, and-- [a flourish of one long arm and his fluttery stole goes flying to whap a statue in the face and then drape over its eyes] --the things you learn along the way! How about that?
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It's a good start. But c'mon, I know you can do better than that.
[ he throws a smirk over his shoulder in challenge as he starts to lead them further through the ship. thank god they're on the first floor and this hallway isn't that long! it will be done very soon!*
*dick should've knocked on wood ]