chocolate fountain; [Is it possible to have a staring contest with a geyser? Because that’s what it seems like Hisoka is doing, sitting and staring at the chocolate with an unparalleled intensity.]
…
[…]
It’s okay if we use that chocolate, right?
[He needs it. For reasons.]
joust the tip; [Sword fights are different then fight choreography, it’s true, but you wouldn’t be able to tell from looking at how Hisoka moves. He forgoes the classical, knightly longswords for things that are a bit smaller - he favors speed over power.
He’s doing well, even if it seems like he’s gotten a bit too absorbed in it. Walking behind him will get him tensing and spinning, blade raised with what seems like a very real intent to strike… But he holds himself back, and eventually his shoulders droop and he sighs.]
…You should be more careful.
[He’s not the one at fault here, obviously.]
heart of the sea; [Pirates? In his Arthurian fantasy? Well, stranger things have happened. His attempts at escape have not gone well, mostly thanks to an unfortunate use of magic he barely understands, but he manages to wriggle his way out of the brig and down into the depths of the ship.
It’s warm down here. Cozy. Alive, apparently, but he just bobs his head at the ship instead of trying to make a deal. He’s just going to curl up where it’s comfortable and nap - though “comfortable” means in the middle of the floor, so anyone trying to bargain with the ship’s consciousness has a tripping hazard to contend with.]
wildcard; [Wanna do quests with Hisoka? Or do something else? Lay it on me! Or hit me up to hash things out beforehand, anything goes.]
hisoka mikage | a3! | new character?!
[Is it possible to have a staring contest with a geyser? Because that’s what it seems like Hisoka is doing, sitting and staring at the chocolate with an unparalleled intensity.]
…
[…]
It’s okay if we use that chocolate, right?
[He needs it. For reasons.]
joust the tip;
[Sword fights are different then fight choreography, it’s true, but you wouldn’t be able to tell from looking at how Hisoka moves. He forgoes the classical, knightly longswords for things that are a bit smaller - he favors speed over power.
He’s doing well, even if it seems like he’s gotten a bit too absorbed in it. Walking behind him will get him tensing and spinning, blade raised with what seems like a very real intent to strike… But he holds himself back, and eventually his shoulders droop and he sighs.]
…You should be more careful.
[He’s not the one at fault here, obviously.]
heart of the sea;
[Pirates? In his Arthurian fantasy? Well, stranger things have happened. His attempts at escape have not gone well, mostly thanks to an unfortunate use of magic he barely understands, but he manages to wriggle his way out of the brig and down into the depths of the ship.
It’s warm down here. Cozy. Alive, apparently, but he just bobs his head at the ship instead of trying to make a deal. He’s just going to curl up where it’s comfortable and nap - though “comfortable” means in the middle of the floor, so anyone trying to bargain with the ship’s consciousness has a tripping hazard to contend with.]
wildcard;
[Wanna do quests with Hisoka? Or do something else? Lay it on me! Or hit me up to hash things out beforehand, anything goes.]