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[yumenope]

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[lollipopdrops]

[Oh not a hobo today?]

Oh did I? For what?

[yumenope]

( this apartment is only big enough for one hobo!!! )

For the sacrifice.

[lollipopdrops]

Oh! Are we finally selling Dice's organs off~?

[He laughs as he enters the apartment.]

[yumenope]

Not all of them.

( said with a delightful and cryptic smile. gentaro u nasty.

now, with his voice a fraction louder to carry into the apartment: )

Dice, we seem to have a home intruder. Please defend my virginal honor.

[chronicgambler]

[Dice, looking slightly less homeless than usual, slips out of the bedroom before closing the door behind himself. There's a tiny little mew from behind the closed door, and Dice looks slightly guilty, but he walks over to the others anyway.

There's a meaningful little half-smile at Gentaro--a habit--then he rolls his sleeves down as he looks to Ramuda.]

Hey, Ramuda! Was just feeding Prince. You got news?

[lollipopdrops]

Oh then we should check what sell for the most right now~!

[Ramuda laughs a little louder at that comment before he sees Dice...and a mew? Did they get another cat?]

Gentaro, I think we all know virginal isn't a word to use for you~

Hello Dice~! I have some exciting news!

[He holds up his phone and it shows the text from Jyuto.]

We're going up against Mad Trigger~!

[yumenope]

( they have two children now aren’t you proud of them?

he lifts a brow. oh good. this ought to go... swimmingly. )

It was only a matter of time before you all grew restless. My, how nostalgic.

[chronicgambler]

[Dice is POINTEDLY IGNORING THE VIRGIN REMARK, RAMUDA. And he's also distracted by the message they're being shown.]

...that means... I'm up against Riou? That'll be interesting! Shit yeah, I've been dyin' to cause some trouble.

[lollipopdrops]

[...love birds.]

Yep! We have to decide on what we want if her win.

[Ramuda pulls his phone back tapping at the screen.]

We have to think of something good since...if we lose we work for them for a week.

[yumenope]

( thank god things between him and jyuto aren’t awkward anymore. it’s been awhile since he used his mic for something that isn’t nc-17 )

Work for them? You know I don’t do manual labor. I’ll perish like a dainty flower.

( hand to his forehead. gosh. )

[chronicgambler]

[Dice is way too eager to get back out there, fighting for turf or cred, but maybe without the threat of Chuuoku over their damn heads. Still, he doesn't like the sound of manual labor, either.]

What? Work for them? You're jokin'! They'll make us do lawn care or blow shit up!

[lollipopdrops]

[If they were awkward it could lead some interesting lines? Ramuda had been itching for a good battle, it's been too long.]

Then that means we should win, right? Buuut what do we make them do?

[yumenope]

( gee ramuda, gentaro has no idea what you mean. )

I think it’s fairly obvious. Dice, explain.

( c: )

[chronicgambler]

[Dice's smile falters. Obvious? What's obvious? Shit... he blanks, wracking his brain to try to figure it out.]

Y-yeah! You know... we gotta make them...

[lollipopdrops]

[Sure... Ramuda just stares at Dice, he knows he's got nooooo clue but it was fun to watch his squirm.]

Oh~? Make them whaaaat Dice~?

[yumenope]

Yes, Dice. Make them what?

( this is terrible, sorry, dice. )

We’re withering away in anticipation.

[chronicgambler]

...........No fuckin' clue.

[He hangs his head and laughs faintly.]

[lollipopdrops]

Ahaha, Diiiice doesn't have a clue again, huh?

[Leaning back in his chair he hums.]

Hmmmmm, what to do~!