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[bestswordmaster]

Sylvain said I needed to record something to tell you to leave a message, even though if you're bothering to message me in the first place you already know what you're supposed to do, so this is pointless. So...leave a message, I guess. Maybe I'll get back to you. Maybe I won't.

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[nastyboy]

Sometimes it's what that sort of thing means...

[But then Felix is smirking again, eyes bright, and oh. Dimitri goes red and awkward.]

I - how will you not stand for it?

[bestswordmaster]

Kiss you as much as possible until you believe me, obviously. Except next time you have to sit down. I'm not going to crane my neck every time.

[He glances over briefly at the bed almost involuntarily. It is a place to sit, and it is right there.]

[nastyboy]

[Dimitri's entire face is red, and he struggles to get a hold of himself.]

I - have to go. I have to. kiss the others.

[And he suspects that if he sits down, he'll end up doing nothing but kiss Felix for the rest of the night.]

[bestswordmaster]

Hm. [He takes a step back and rests one hand on his hip; his smile fades from his face but not from his eyes.] Making the rounds, I see. Very well. Next time, that excuse won't work.

[nastyboy]

[Dimitri has a feeling he's not going to return to a non-pink state for the rest of the night.]

It's not an excuse-

[Shoulders hunched, he turns to leave -

[ - only to turn back and dart in for another kiss, leaning down so that it's not too hard on Felix's neck, before he does an abrupt about face to make his escape again.]