Crimson

[Hardly, he's just... catching two rare butterflies with one net!]

Only your lovely presence, Bastet-san~♥!

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I'll be there in a little while, then.

(ooc: Feel free to start the quicklog after this, and let me know when you want Bastet to jump back in)

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I'll be waiting!

[And busying himself with preparing the stir-fry, pulling the ingredients out from the refrigerator and carefully set about cutting and dicing.]

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[ As planned, Lin arrived arrived early and knocked at the door, an annoyed expression already on her face. She didn't think he could have actually got something she would have liked, but maybe he would have really taught her how to cook something that Bastet enjoyed.

And even if they were probably going to be bickering all night and piss Bastet off, she couldn't let them be alone all that time, since she had the chance to come too. ]

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_{[A few seconds after her knock, Crimson was opening the door with a smile, wearing an apron that proudly spelled out 'Kiss the Cook' in white letters.]}

Ah, Lin-ch-- Lin-san~! Welcome to my humble abode.

_{[One that he had done his best to clean up. Most of the usual clutter had been shoved into the spare bedroom, leaving only two bags of merchandise from the convention center on the sofa.]}

Come in and make yourself at home while I go get your gifts!

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[ Lin felt really stupid for reading his apron and letting her eyes follow the arrow, and when someone made her feel stupid she'd want to beat the crap out of them, but then he called her Lin-san (finally!) and that made him earn a raincheck. She could always beat him later. ]

It stinks in here.

[ Well, he wasn't expecting a 'it's nice to see you', was he? But she did as he said, walking in and peeking into the bags in the sofa. ]

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Does it? My apologies then, but hopefully the cooking will soon make it smell better.

[He knew it didn't stink. Letting his apartment become so would interfere with all the senses that he would need when carrying out experiments.]

Ah, here you go!

[At first it just looks like a bag full of books, until she picks them up and flips through them and see scenes depicting her and Bastet together in... interesting poses. And oh look, there was one where he was in it too, though the words all seem to have been blanked out by the tree. Oh and let's not forget that.]

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[ She raised an eyebrow when she it was books. Did she really look like the type who enjoy reading? He really was an idiot, after all.

Then she picked one up, it could have been recipes, that would have been useful--

And then she just. Stared. Her brain not quite able to process what she was seeing.

For two whole seconds, even. ]

What's this?!

[ And then she's dropping the booklet as if it's scorching hot. ]

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I'm not entirely sure...

_{[The reply came from the kitchen, Crimson having carefully removed himself from within hitting distance of Lin after he gave her the bag of goodies.]}

I found them down in the new Wilderness. Quite eye-opening aren't they~?

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[ Since he was in the kitchen... She took another peek, a hand over her mouth and her face crimson. Who the hell was so... So sick? And who the hell would buy-- ]

You!

[ She let the book fall again to follow him in the kitchen. ]

Where did you get those? Were there others? We're going to burn all of them.

Edited Date: 2010-11-07 01:56 am (UTC)

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Down in the Wilderness, in that convention center place. I think it was called the 18+ section or something, though I wasn't quite sure what that meant...

[Well, he did. Kind of.]

I brought as much as I could up, but unfortunately, there are still more down there. You're quite welcome to bring some back with you. To guard and keep away from others, of course. The rest are for Bastet-san, I'm sure she'll be... interested in seeing them.

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Listen closely. [ For once, it was Lin invading Crimson's personal space, instead of it being the other way around. ] Bastet won't see these.

[ Having to talk about it, on top of having had to see it, was making Lin's cheeks slowly turn... Crimson. But she pretended they weren't. ]

It's inappropriate and dishonourable and we'll get rid of then.

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[He'll just... carefully move the knife back to the counter so she doesn't accidentally walk into it or something.]

I think she has a right to see them.

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I don't. She'll be shocked, and horrified. [ And laugh her ass off. ]

You will do as I say.

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[He's tempted to ask, 'Or else what?' but restrains himself, merely turning his attention back to the cutting board.]

She's going to find out anyway; I'd rather she found out from people she's close to. And of course, got the satisfaction of doing the burning herself.

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[ Lin thought about it for a second. If Bastet really ended up finding out, she wouldn't have been happy to know Lin had gone ahead and tried to hide all of them.

Yet... ]

Fine. But there's no need to make her see. We'll just tell her what they are.

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Oh, good idea! Could you find somewhere to hide those then? I'd keep then here, but she might accidentally see...

[He paused in his chopping for a second.]

Though, she might not believe us if we didn't have proof... Should we leave one of the less... risqué ones, just in case?

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[ She thought about it for a second or two, vaguely feeling like she was being manipulated. ]

I'll choose. You stay here in the meantime. [ Because the last thing she needed was him watching from over her shoulder like a creeper while she looked at-- whatever the hell those books were (porn).

She walked back to the sofa, clenching her jaw while she picked up the bag again and began skimming through the booklets. ]

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[And of course, Bastet chooses that moment to walk in without knocking, because Crimson's house is just an extension of her own.]

Yo.

[She tosses a wave to Crimson in the kitchen, then heads straight for Lin, assuming these are the gifts Crimson had been talking about earlier.]

Already into them, hmm? Is my stuff over there too?

[Picks one up before Lin can say anything]

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[Freezes]

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[Wat]

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[WAT]

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[Just. Looks at Lin, holding a doujinshi open to a panel of Bastet gleefully ripping off Lin's clothes as Crimson titters behind his fan. Her expression seems to ask WHY Lin seems to be in such a hurry to go through them all instead of. IMMEDIATELY burning them.]

Well.

Edited Date: 2010-11-14 09:04 pm (UTC)

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Ah, right on time, Bastet-san~!

_{[Perfect timing, really. Crimson immediately skittered around the counter and towards them, flopping over the back of the sofa (conveniently catching a glimpse of the doujinshi Lin had been looking at) before reaching over her for the box of matches on the coffee table and holding it up.]}

We were just waiting for you to show up since we thought you should have the honor of starting the fire! I asked Lin-san to pick out a less... well, revealing one to show you out of all the ones I was able to bring up.

_{[Crimson, master bullshitter. And trying to shift all the blame from Lin onto himself. Because he really, really didn't want Lin trying to kill him for the rest of his days here.]}

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