[ The first one collides, which fortunately means the next two don't do much -- he grits his teeth a bit as he jams the gas on the controller, trying to make up the lost distance. ]
[ as soon as the first one connects she's going to mcfucken laugh. it's enough to give her a chance to grab another item and zoom zoom zoom! guess who is getting hit as soon as he recovers; KING. ]
Beep beep, Scammy, the real winner is coming through~
Fine by me. [ as soon as he's got his gun she slaps the start button and away they go. she's not going to pull any punches. ]
[ only headshots, baby! and though she doesn't know the levels as well as he does she can guess ( and pretty well, at that ) where hidden collectables and power-ups are, so pew pew pew, enjoy having some competitions for those. ]
Now for the last game... since it's a tie, hm. [ she looks around to see if she can't find a coin or something. AND OH LOOK. grabs it. ] Call it in the air, King. If you get it, then you pick the next game.
[ flips it straight in the air; google coin flip said heads. ]
[ catches it and reveals it for both of them to see. did he call it right? ]
[ and the game will go on until king is one goal away from winning. the puck has gotten shot off the side of the table for what has to be the tenth time, because things, here, are INTENSE. she's going to fetch it, so she can strategize to herself, but mostly mumble and grumble. ]
[ she comes back and tosses it onto the table, letting it glide around. ]
...you know, I'm really wondering just how cocky you are~ Atem. [ shoves her paddle against his chest and forces him back against the nearest machine. don't mind her other hand moving south. ]
[ all of these games have got her adrenaline on high, and there's been a few other things she's been having to force aside, because she'd been so intent on kicking his ass. but she knows that he's won, so there's no need to bother playing that game anymore. she concedes, but only because there's a new game she's interested in playing. ]
[ she kisses him, her free hand wandering as she moves her body into place to pin him. ]
[ His first instinct is to kiss back. This is old hat for them, after all -- competition spilled over into other things is how they first fell into this relationship, after all. It comes naturally.
So he does, his fingers digging into her shoulders, immediately kissing back with fierce familiarity, tongue and fangs not being at all gentle. ]
[ she blinks, not having expected THAT, so she stumbles easily into the air hockey table. ]
...uh, kissing you, duh.
And, no, not really, but you told me about us. It didn't seem like you were lying. Like, feelings are hard to lie about, especially ones like... that. [ and she's desperate to find pleasure and there was only so much she could grasp from playing little games. ]
[ King has had total amnesia enough times to be positively vexed by how calmly she can accept making out with someone she just met and told her-- well, all that. ]
Are you sure you-- . . .
[ He trails off, unsure what to say, and then . . . D.Va will feel a wave of emotions hit her -- emotions that are definitely not hers. Sadness, sharp and painful, but carefully shepherded into a teeny, tiny box. Confusion and surprise, since -- well. Exhaustion. Anger. Desire of his own, since he was mid-competition and then mid-makeout with his super hot girlfriend that he's crazy about.
Which, by the way -- the underlying love for her is clear through the bond, and enough to sweep her away if she's not careful. ]
[ she might not think twice about making out with randos, but this is different. she'd also like to see if she can... unlock, so to speak, all of stuff hidden deep inside of her. it couldn't have been erased. she can't just be a clean slate. her memories are still there, and she just needs to dig them out of hiding or whatever. ]
Sure I'm su- [ she's confused in an instant. what the fuck is going on?! the sadness has her reeling back a bit, like... he doesn't seem sad. she's immediately confused. kind of... scared, to a point, that he feels he needs to hide that. the confusion ( and surprise ) is ignored for obvious reason. as is the exhaustion. she knows what dealing with her is like, ok. the anger... is troubling. ]
[ she opens her mouth to ask about these things, but then she's hit with the feelings that are VERY clearly about her. she chokes, as if the wind had been completely knocked out of her, his feelings coming at her hard and fast. her face colors as she ducks, looking aside to try to hide it all, because she's definitely getting swept up in it. ] A- Atem?
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Beep beep, Scammy, the real winner is coming through~
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He moves from leisurely amusement to must destroy opponent-mode quickly, pulling out every stop to try and beat her by the third lap. ]
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And leads her over to a shooting game. ]
This one, then.
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Fine by me. [ as soon as he's got his gun she slaps the start button and away they go. she's not going to pull any punches. ]
[ only headshots, baby!
and though she doesn't know the levels as well as he does she can guess ( and pretty well, at that ) where hidden collectables and power-ups are, so pew pew pew, enjoy having some competitions for those. ]
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1000BC children don't qualify here.
Which is to say -- she eks out a victory, even if he makes her fight tooth and nail for it. ]
Well done.
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[ flips it straight in the air;
google coin flip said heads. ]
[ catches it and reveals it for both of them to see. did he call it right? ]
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Your call.
Choose wisely.
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1/2
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[ Sauntering over to the table ]
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[ grabs the paddle and starts the game, the air rising from all the small holes as she sets the puck onto the table. ]
First one to ten wins~ and you have to win by two!
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[ He grabs his own paddle, and makes the universal unnecessarily dramatic ygo hand gesture for GAME START. ]
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[ she comes back and tosses it onto the table, letting it glide around. ]
...you know, I'm really wondering just how cocky you are~ Atem. [ shoves her paddle against his chest and forces him back against the nearest machine. don't mind her other hand moving south. ]
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Is being shoved back into an arcade machine.
--?!
Wait, what? What?
For a moment he's too comically frozen in shock to actually respond. ]
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[ she kisses him, her free hand wandering as she moves her body into place to pin him. ]
1/3
So he does, his fingers digging into her shoulders, immediately kissing back with fierce familiarity, tongue and fangs not being at all gentle. ]
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She doesn't remember.
And he freezes. ]
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W-wait. What are you doing? You don't know me!
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...uh, kissing you, duh.
And, no, not really, but you told me about us. It didn't seem like you were lying. Like, feelings are hard to lie about, especially ones like... that. [ and she's desperate to find pleasure and there was only so much she could grasp from playing little games. ]
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Are you sure you-- . . .
[ He trails off, unsure what to say, and then . . . D.Va will feel a wave of emotions hit her -- emotions that are definitely not hers. Sadness, sharp and painful, but carefully shepherded into a teeny, tiny box. Confusion and surprise, since -- well. Exhaustion. Anger. Desire of his own, since he was mid-competition and then mid-makeout with his super hot girlfriend that he's crazy about.
Which, by the way -- the underlying love for her is clear through the bond, and enough to sweep her away if she's not careful. ]
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Sure I'm su- [ she's confused in an instant. what the fuck is going on?! the sadness has her reeling back a bit, like... he doesn't seem sad. she's immediately confused. kind of... scared, to a point, that he feels he needs to hide that. the confusion ( and surprise ) is ignored for obvious reason. as is the exhaustion.
she knows what dealing with her is like, ok. the anger... is troubling. ][ she opens her mouth to ask about these things, but then she's hit with the feelings that are VERY clearly about her. she chokes, as if the wind had been completely knocked out of her, his feelings coming at her hard and fast. her face colors as she ducks, looking aside to try to hide it all, because she's definitely getting swept up in it. ] A- Atem?
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