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[ During one of the lulls between storms, a certain individual may or may not be losing his mind. Welcome to the network's first anonymous post! What better way of breaking in the function than… drum roll… ]


️‍🔥 HOT OR NOT: DO YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES TO BE NEO TOKYO'S HOTTEST OUTSIDER? ️‍🔥


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Comments

@rubber ducky

[curingidiocy]

Heh.

action.

[stonehearts]

( aventurine knows better to reply to ratio with a response like that, and so he swings around in chair he'd been sitting in his room -- now something that looks more like a lab than anything else -- to grin at ratio. )

Is that a twenty out of ten then, Doc?

[curingidiocy]

[ Despite the text on the network, Ratio appears to still be focused on his work. Well, if it were anyone else but Aventurine observing him. To the gambler, the fact that his pen has slowed from its usual pace is plenty evidence that he's distracted. ]

Still desperately seeking a compliment from me, gambler?

[stonehearts]

Are you suggesting I don't deserve one? I'm wounded, Ratio.

( he says, clutching his chest in mock hurt even as his voice is rich with amusement. no, he doesn't need compliments from veritas to know he finds him attractive. it's just fun not tease him about it. )

[curingidiocy]

Could you handle it?

[ Said lightly, but in a tone suggestive of a warning. A warning that Ratio will overdeliver if the man really wants one. Tread carefully, Aventurine... ]

[stonehearts]

( aventurine is a risktaker. it's just never been about things like this before. which is to say: )

There's only one way to find out.

[curingidiocy]

[ Ratio's hand stops. He sets the pen down and turns the chair to face Aventurine, searching for any hesitance in the gambler's countenance. He'll find none, of course, knowing how much the other man adores provoking him. But at least in this scenario, he is being given the chance to express his affection with words rather than action.

Ratio stands with a fond sigh, closing the small distance between them with a few steps. He leans down to press a hand gently against the gambler's cheek, toying with the blond's silky locks with his fingers. ]

You are stunning, Aventurine. Devastatingly beautiful. But it is not your appearance that mesmerizes me. Though you love to drape yourself in extravagant finery, your presence alone can command a room. Your wit and charisma never fails to draw my attention. Your smile [ his real one ] steals the breath from my lungs and when joy dances in your eyes, I can think of no one else who is as lovely as you.

[ He pauses, observing Aventurine's reaction with amusement. ]

Shall I continue?

[stonehearts]

( See, Aventurine is used to praise and compliments -- his beauty is a tool as much as his luck is, and he's unafraid to use it when it works. But what he doesn't expect is for someone with as genuine intentions as Ratio has to simply layer on praise. Veritas does not lie without due cause, does not have anything to gain from flattering Aventurine, and wants nothing from him that Aventurine is not willing to give him without question.

Which has him absolutely blushing, attempting to play it off and failing. How dare he. )

I-- I think I got the picture, doc.

[curingidiocy]

[ Oh, how he adores the flustered look on Aventurine's face. The gambler normally excels at concealing his emotions and presenting a confident facade designed to draw others in, but only in front of Ratio does he express emotions like embarrassment.

It's cute. He wants to see more.

The glint in his eyes turns mischievous, and he steps closer, crowding Aventurine against his seat. ]

No, I don't think you have. I have yet to apprise you of every quality of yours that I adore. The way you effortlessly read people and garner their favour has always impressed me. Humans are complex creatures, yet to you it seems as if they are simply a textbook of their interests and weaknesses.

Though you often claim your luck is responsible for your success, I have seen the effort you put into tipping the odds in your favour. Even if you are prone to spontaneity, you do so with knowledge of the variables that matter. Everything that you have right now is a product of your hard work and luck combined.

You are beautiful, but beauty is also a product of hard work and natural endowment. You put in a considerable amount of thought and effort into your appearance [ He lightly brushes Aventurine's face with the back of his fingers ] and I would like to acknowledge that as well.

[ As he speaks, he leans down slowly, closer and closer, until there's hardly an inch between their faces. ]

But perhaps my favourite aspect of you... [ would be the expression that is likely on Aventurine's face right now. ]

...heh. I think I shall keep that a secret.

[ He abruptly pulls away to return to his seat and continue working like nothing happened. ]