bluescreenspiritdragon | imeeji continuations.

[ continued from here. ]

[ he stumbles forward, because he hadn't been expecting to hear THAT. whipping around he looks up at his brother. ]

What?!

It's just like I said.

And we don't have the proper equipment here to repair that kind of damage. It's up to whenever the producers want to work their hocus pocus magic and fix things.

[ he looks back at the coaster. ] It should go fast enough on its own, and we might be able to check out the control panel and see if we can't rig it into going a liiiittle faster. Nothing like your ability, since I'm not really interested in shooting it off into a building. [ especially if it couldn't be repaired. that wouldn't be fun for anybody. ]

Do you think we stand a chance against Blue-Eyes?

[ continued from here. ]

[ I love you, too. ]

[ smiles brightly. ]

I will. I'm so going to be ready for when we see each other again.

[The hair ruffle that follows is genuine, even if Intensity is working very hard to keep his expression carefully neutral]

Never let your guard down. Or show weakness.

...

I'll be there as soon as I can.

[ that goes double for mokuba. he's doing his best to act like he's fine, but intensity will probably notice the corners of his smile fighting to stay turned up. ]

[ never let his guard down.
or show weakness. ]

[ he's already failing spectacularly. ]

I know. [ mokuba looks down. it's not failing if no one sees you do it. ] It'll hardly be like any time passed at all.

[ mokuba had just finished up on his program, a bit bloodied, but that's just because a couple of the contestants hadn't it made it past the first few obstacles and he'd been standing in the splash zone while giving commentary. oops. he was wiping his face with a rag and mumbling to himself about how he couldn't wait to get back to his apartment when he swore he saw... his brother... ]

[ what?
what?! ]

[ spinning around he hurried back the way he came. ] Intensity? [ he had to shove his way through the crowd, but he was absolutely reaching out for his brother's coat. ]

[Do you know how hard it is to find your brother when he's four foot nothing and after you've spent years chasing after someone with wild tri-colored that could be spotted for miles away.]

[But as soon as he feels a tug on his coat (his brother was always better at tailing after him than the other way around), he immediately spins to pick Mokuba up in his arms.]

Yeah, it's me.

[ he's a little thrown off when he's picked up, but he relaxes no more than a second later and throws his arms around his brother, squeezing tight. ]

What are you doing down here? [ he tries not to excitedly jump to the obvious (???) conclusion: his brother graduated, turned everything upside down, and came down here to rescue him! but that's clearly what it's got to be, right!? ]

[Intensity would also like to say he told the producers to fuck off.

But alas.

Today is not that day.]

Transfer.

[And since his phone is probably a brick since he's not on the show currently.]

I don't know if it's permanent or not.

...transf- please tell me they didn’t put you on the temple show too.

[ because the seriously sounds like something they’d do. ]

I left today and they’d been pretty cryptic about the next episode. [ oh, which reminds him... he’s just going to wiggle out of intensity’s grip time try to ensure he didn’t get any blood on him. ]

[Hmmmm. How about no?

Intensity's grip just tightens when Mokuba tries to get away. And it's pretty obvious that maybe just perhaps it's for Intensity's benefit more than Mokuba's.

Flatly:]

Whose blood?

[ ...as soon as he realizes that he's going to stop moving and smush his face into intensity's chest. look. he won't even look at you while you're having a feeling. ]

Not mine. [ sort of muffled, so he'll turn his head. ] All of the contestants on the show this afternoon were pretty bad at, let's just say, everything. It's theirs. I'm fine. I haven't gotten hurt since I got back, [ he baps intensity's chest, finally tipping his head back and offering a smirk. ] thanks to you.

[He considers that very loaded statement for a long few seconds before he just nods in response.]

I see.

Still--- I'd rather not talk about this in the open.

[And he glances around]

Where do you stay after working hours?

[ points ( as best he can given that he’s still probably in a hug ) back the way he’d been heading. ]

Nothing as fancy as where you stay, but I’ll show you.

[Nods. And Intensity will carry Mokuba all the way back to whatever abode he's living in.

And yes, emphasis on carrying him all the way there.]

[ time to backseat drive*. ]

[ he’ll tell his brother to go this way and that way, eventually bringing them to the edge of what’s probably considered the ‘good’ part of town. ] I’m staying in that hotel, there. [ points, up ahead. it’s a lot smaller and doesn’t look nearly as nice as the hotel intensity and the other idols stay in, but it’s passable... so there’s that. ]

I got a room to myself and everything!

[Look, Intensity is just pretty grateful that a) Mokuba is not a zombie after hours, b) he actually has a place to live, and c) he hasn't died since the last time they spoke.

That's way better than he thought things were going to turn out.]

Not anymore.

I'm staying with you until the producers drag me out of here kicking and screaming.

[ and just like he said he’s got intensity to thank for that. the weapons he gave him definitely helped out in keeping the a-holes at bay. ]

Like I’m going to complain about that. [ it’s the opposite, in fact, and he looks positively thrilled that his brother is going to be staying with him... though, truth be told, he is a bit worried about the ‘transfer’ being permanent. ]

[ good thing? bad thing?
he’s... conflicted. ]

[ could his big bro still climb the ranks from the oth- he stops the thought right there and shakes his head, because ofc he could. time to just sweep all of these dumb doubts under the rug, because at least one this was for certain: ]

And they’re going to have to pry you outta my hands to take you away. [ tightens his grip on him suddenly. ]

[He just laughs as he nudges the button for Mokuba's floor with his elbow. As if he wasn't holding onto Mokuba just as tight.]

Well then. They're going to have to put up with the combined strength of both of us. Pity for them.

...

Still, if no one is good enough to win their stupid game show, they could at least transfer you to something with a little less needless gore.

I don’t think they’ve realized the mistake they’ve made by putting us together again. [ he’s going to join his brother in laughing. ]

But that’s kind of the point. People, we, demons eat that stuff up. I’m pretty sure the audience doesn’t really want to see anybody succeed and, instead, just enjoys seeing the various ways the temple can mess somebody up.

...though, I guess I have seen a few people make it pretty far! but, between you and me, if the producer doesn’t think your success with drive up the ratings a significant amount, then you just get to become another smear on the landscape.

...

Seeing people die in front of you everyday can't be good for you.

I... I don’t always look...

[ he refrains from saying he’ll get numb to it at some point, surely, because that sounds more troubling, so instead he doesn’t say anything else until they’re on the right floor... then he’s perking up and pointing out the room. ]

Our room is the one at the end.

[ the room is plainer than plain inside, and probably barely looks lived in, but that’s mostly because mokuba carries pretty much everything he owns on his person at all times. ]

I want to hear what you’ve been up to too!

[Sets Mokuba down on the bed and sits himself down next to him.

Well. One good thing. He'll be ready to leave on a dime when his brother comes to pick him up for real.]

What is there to talk about? The producers have been silent since before you arrived as a guest star.

Not even the lower ranking hosts pick up a phone anymore.

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