[The boy in the bed comes awake with a start, crying out and thrashing as if something's grabbing at him, pulling him down, ripping him apart. His eyes shoot open, and his hands are still clutching at things in the dark, thrashing to brush his skin off, shuddering as if spiders are scrambling over his flesh, under his clothes
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Hah... you're right!
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And so far as that one helpful young fellow informed me, this is not hell, so you'd do best not to worry on that account either.
Worry, after all, will only lead to premature wrinkles, and we wouldn't want that, would we?
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I... yeah!
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There now ♦ that's certainly a lovely smile.
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Wha? Oh... th-thank you.
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You mentioned something about chores ♣
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I don't even know how I got here, to tell the truth.
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[He waves a hand wildly about in the air and a small stone floats after it's movement, suspended in midair.]
Magic ♥
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Magic?
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Well the fellow did mention something about science, but that's such a messy subject isn't it?
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Not really. I've always found it to be refreshingly straightforward. It's nice when you can explain something by numerical value and chemical properties.
There's a lot of things in this world you can't.
[... he shuts up, and blushes a little. He's kind of a dork, and he knows people don't appreciate it.]
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... well isn't that just precious?
[Hisoka's grin stretches wide]
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