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Nono ~ audio/action [locked to housemates]

[ Cold. That's the first thought in his mind when he wakes up now. Despite the extra blankets piled on top of him and wrapping around his body like a cocoon, he lies curled up on his bed without moving, feeling very, very strange. There's something wrong about feeling as cold as he does and not wanting to move an inch. No, it's not so much his lack of movement as it is...ah, he doesn't feel the urge to shiver.

It takes all his energy to extricate his arm and reach over for his communicator, flip it open, set a cursory filter and then speak into it. He's too tired to even try and cover up the fact that he's tired. ]

If either of you left the windows open, I will cut off your fingers.

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[ He sure is irritated when it turns out he's got the glowy skin back again - but at least this time he can control it somewhat. So he's casually scrolling through the posts on the network when he notices there's one that's filtered to him and Gokudera Hayato - not that the guy is around to see it - and of course, it comes from Mukuro.

.... Wow he sounds like shit. Better go and check up on him. Yes, that means he just walked into your room, Mukuro. Why, is it suddenly easier to move? You're welcome. ]

The windows are closed, Rokudo. [ now the illusionist is a real cold-blooded killer, huh. ]

[ Delicious heat seeps into his blankets, warm and invigorating. He sighs quietly in relief, uncurling and pushing the covers aside so he can bathe more openly in the warmth. Oh yes, this is very nice. Please don't stop whatever you're doing, Hibari. ]

Then you forgot to block the gaps under the doors. It's winter, if you haven't realised.

[ He rolls his eyes and leans against one of the bookshelves - it's fairly obvious like this what change was forced upon Mukuro, but he'd like to confirm it properly before he says anything. ]

They're blocked too. [ Aaaand just like that, the warmth is suddenly gone, courtesy of Hibari drawing everything back under his skin (and keeping it there with some difficulty, because the heat just wants to burst out). Now to see if his hypothesis is right... And if it is, how would they deal with it? ]

[ For a few seconds Mukuro seems fine. He manages to sit up at least, but then he draws into himself a little and all the energy seems to leave him. By his frown, you'd almost think he considers Hibari to be the cause of it. ]

Then something else is letting the cold in, [ he says irritably, swinging his gaze to where a jacket hangs on the back of a nearby chair (not his own; that had exploded when he tried to imagine it). He makes as if to reach towards it, but his arm drops back to the bed before it can lift very far. ]

[ .... He knew it. Now that it's confirmed, he's got no reason to keep holding back the heat, so he lets it go and it spreads through the room again, warming the air easily. ]

It's not that either. [ a small pause before he smirks. ] You're cold-blooded now. [ and he'll just lean here and watch you like the douchecanoe he is. Please resist the urge to punch him, Mukuro. ] Inconvenient, isn't it?

[ He hisses softly almost without realising, baring his fangs. As soon as the heat warms his blood and fuels him with enough energy, he leans forward and grabs his jacket, slipping it on as if it will help keep the warmth in longer. Which it won't, given his body is now incapable of producing its own heat. ]

Inconvenient for you, certainly, [ he says with a glint in his eye. ] I'm sure you'll have quite some fun beating a snake to death when it cannot defend itself.

[ He lifts his shoulders in a quick shrug - yeah, so Mukuro's right. He wouldn't enjoy that. He can make the house warmer, sure, but he doesn't know about outside. ]

I'll make the house warmer but otherwise you're on your own. [ Can't be everywhere at once, after all. Though he can certainly see everything at once (and it sure gives him a headache). ]

I could borrow one of your horses if I need to venture outside.

[ He'd still like to try riding one of those some day. ~~They remind him of Ponyta.~~ Mukuro stands slowly, stretching his limbs and testing out what his body can do now that he's reliant on external heat for energy. It makes him grimace to discover that his movement seems a little...more sluggish than it should be. ]

They are not for riding.

[ Besides, them tolerating Mukuro doesn't mean they like him - Bronte and Sterope certainly like him more than the stallions do, though. Still, he doubts that Mukuro could control them. 8T He watches Mukuro test out his movement - he could embed heat permanently into the illusionist's clothes, but he won't do it if Mukuro doesn't ask him first. ]

Then I shall have to remain inside.

[ A loud sigh. Your horses wouldn't be a problem if you told them to let him at least walk beside them, you know? Mukuro does some warm-up stretches to get his blood circulating and get the heat he's absorbed worked throughout his body. No thank you, he is not going to ask for any favours. ]

Not my problem.

[ They prefer flying over walking, though, because why would you walk when you had perfectly functional wings? Yeah, thought so.

Hibari, on the other hand, is just going to turn on his heel and go to spread the ~~Christmas cheer~~ warmth through the house so that Mukuro doesn't freeze up again because like hell he wants to find the illusionist in the middle of the hallway frozen solid into a block of not-moving.

8T ]

[ Mukuro hrmphs quietly to himself. Well, he appreciates Hibari warming the house for him (though he'll never say as much). Why is it so hard for the other man to do something for others? At some level he can understand it - he frequently trades favours for other favours - but it's also irritating.

Guess this is another notch on the stick of favours that he owes the Cloud. He'll have to do something in return on Christmas. ]

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Nono ~ audio/action [locked to housemates]

action just because he's a douchebag.

/paps the douche out of the bag

/the douche refuses to be papped out of the bag! Evolved into DOUCHEBISCUIT!

fuuuuuu-- /CONSUMES DOUCHEBISCUIT

/douchebiscuit gives you a terrible stomach ache and refuses to be broken down!

D8< /takes anti-douche pills and excretes the biscuit

/DOUCHEBISCUIT EVOLVES INTO DOUCHECANOE AND SQUASHES YOU

/CARVES DOUCHECANOE INTO FIREWOOD AND BURNS IT

/DOUCHECANOE RISES FROM THE ASHES AS... THE DOUCHEGOD.

FFFUUU.JPG

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HE MADDER THAN THE HATTER