[Tyki smirked down at the white gloves on his hands. It had been a long time since he wore this suit. He had it when he first arrived in facility as he always had back home but it had been long replaced by his usual outfit by the interns upon his short return to home and his exorcism. Then he had managed to procure another one from Gotham, but it had been destroyed in one of the less finer experiment weeks. His hair was even pulled back and tamed for once, tied back with a black silk ribbon. Now decked out in black and white, he smoothed the rim of his top hat and rested it on his head. He was so keeping this later.
Tyki eyed the room for Link, Allen, and Maka, expecting them to be here and slipped his fingers around the neck of a wine bottle. A finger phasing through the glass would latch around the cork and pop it free, which Flit, his pet Tease would generous take from his offered fingers. Pouring it was just love ♥ ]
[Yeeaaah, that crutch clatters to the floor while Link attempts one more useless punch, the inspector leaning heavily on his remaining crutch while still trying to pull away from Tyki.]
[Tyki snerks at another punch and lets go of his waist only to lean down and scoop up the crutch... and then Link, his arm hiking under his knee and leg. Once he has him securely in his arms, he'll swing him around once like he's dancing then head towards a table]
You should be grateful I saved you from one of Komui's dates. If I really wanted into your pants I'd just pump your stomach full of wine and whisk you off to a room. But then you'd have to be wearing pants.
[He's done that before and right now wouldn't yield any results. He hurries to the nearest chair to save Link some dignity and snerks] Still didn't think anyone could get you into a dress.
[He kicks a chair out at a table with another dancing spin and sets Link into it with a gentle plop] The way you're fumbling in that dress I'd disgree.
[Sorry if he doesn't seem particularly grateful for Tyki's attempts. He's still pissed. This is definitely the angriest he's been in a long time, in fact.]
I really was joking. I just can't stop laughing at the fact you ended up in one.
[So not helping, Tyki. He sits down in a chair opposite from him and pours them both a glass of wine though it's mostly so he can drink both] Want me to get you some food?
Tyki eyed the room for Link, Allen, and Maka, expecting them to be here and slipped his fingers around the neck of a wine bottle. A finger phasing through the glass would latch around the cork and pop it free, which Flit, his pet Tease would generous take from his offered fingers. Pouring it was just love ♥ ]
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Go harass someone else!
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You should be grateful I saved you from one of Komui's dates. If I really wanted into your pants I'd just pump your stomach full of wine and whisk you off to a room. But then you'd have to be wearing pants.
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He's shocked into silence for a moment before the rage surfaces again.]
I didn't need to be saved! It's your fault I'm in a dress now put me down!
[Yeaaah. He's taking a swing with that remaining crutch.]
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Hai, hai. Just let me get you over to a chair. I'm trying to help! Make amends. Whatever you call it.
[Phase, phase, phase] Let me at least give you a good time.
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I don't need help and I don't want a "good time". [Buuut he is going to stop swinging. Since it's kind of pointless anyway.]
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[He kicks a chair out at a table with another dancing spin and sets Link into it with a gentle plop] The way you're fumbling in that dress I'd disgree.
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[Sorry if he doesn't seem particularly grateful for Tyki's attempts. He's still pissed. This is definitely the angriest he's been in a long time, in fact.]
I was fine.
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[So not helping, Tyki. He sits down in a chair opposite from him and pours them both a glass of wine though it's mostly so he can drink both] Want me to get you some food?
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I want you to give me my other crutch, and then I want to leave.
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I can be good company.
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For someone else.
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For anyone. Live a little.
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I don't want your company.
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[He generously takes a drink of his wine after that tiny spite.]
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[Bending to look under the table. He wants that crutch.]
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