Crimson

[ 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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[ Lin's face was burning up, and she had already opened her mouth to say something when Crimson saved her from muttering something that would have definitely sounded like some pathetic excuse, even if it was completely true.

She glanced at him. Oh. Oh. Lin really thought he would have blamed her for everything to make her look like a pervert in Bastet's eyes. Because that's the kind of thing he would have found funny, isn't it? But she tried not to look surprised at all, otherwise Bastet really might not believe him.

Maybe that intervention bought him a few hours. ]

W-what he said.

[ But just in case she dropped the book right back into the bag. ]

I didn't even look-- [ --too much.] Let's... Burn them.

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[Bastet isn't...quite buying that.]

And this is your idea of a gift for her?

[Ignores the matches, rolling up the book she currently has and closing her hand around it.]

Hadou no 54, Haien.

[A small, purple burst of energy flares between her fingers, incinerating the book. She motions to everything on the couch.]

Is this all of it?

[Her tone makes it clear that if it isn't, she expects to be told.]

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Nope~!

[Crimson quickly gathers everything up and shoves them into the bags before lugging them out the door. He likes that couch, thank you very much.]

The recipe book on the counter is her present. Really, Bastet-san, thinking that I would be so crass when I only showed them to her because I needed her opinion on what to do...

[He waves them out the door. No burning down his apartment, as much as you would like to, Bastet.]

I couldn't bring all of them back up from the Wilderness, so shall we?

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[ Cue Lin looking at Bastet clearly impressed by the way she uses kidou-- before remembering just a second ago she was dying of embarrassment, and looking away again.

She wouldn't have minded burning down Crimson's couch, Crimson's house, and possibly Crimson himself, but her priority right now is getting rid of those things before Bastet could read more. Surely she wouldn't be as traumatized as Lin is, but still.

She nods. ]

We can go. We'll come back in time, you can finish cooking in the meantime. [ Yes. Having a good excuse to get Crimson out of her way. How lovely. ]

Edited Date: 2010-11-15 10:00 pm (UTC)

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[Rolls her eyes]

I would think figuring out what to do would be more than obvious.

[She follows him outside, happy to get this over with. His excuse about needing a second opinion is bullshit; he knows damn well she'd want all this destroyed, which is why he brought the materials up and called her over in the first place. And despite what he thinks, she has no intention of burning down his house; after more than two years living in a giant tree--not to mention living through a horrible inferno--one got very very careful using fire in the residences.]

[She looks over at Lin.]

Did you want to go down now?

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