March 12th: SWM Seeking SWF [Text]

[legend_waitforit_dary]

Good evening, Death City. I trust you've been well.

I am a Single White Male seeking a Sexy Weapon Female, in case the abbreviations weren't clear. I'm a Meister, obviously, and apparently my ability is Soul Dazzle.

What else could it have been, right?

Contact me if you'd like to knock resonances... or anything else.

Comments

[Video]

[legend_waitforit_dary]

Look. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. That's not how I roll. But I have two friends back home. One of them is stoic and tries to hide the way he feels until I pry it out of him. The other is overflowing with sensitivity to the point where it makes me sick and the only way I know how to restore the testosterone Ph balance is by attempting to taunt it out of him.

Clearly you're the sensitive type. Am I really the first person to give you a little bit of tough love since your family died?

[Video]

[ih8spiders]

[He closes his eyes, cursing the months spent in this place. Is his resolve really so weak now that he'd blurt out his background to just anyone on the network?]

Hardly.

And they were murdered. Hunted like animals. It wasn't just my family; it was an entire race.

[Kurapika opens his eyes again. Whatever warmth or resigned amusement that was there before is gone. Now there's just weariness and regret--regret for mentioning it in the first place.]

My feelings don't matter here. But the next time someone talks to you about a genocide, do please consider the prevailing mood and shut up about sex for just one moment.

[Video]

[legend_waitforit_dary]

Admittedly, genocide does kind of kill the mood.

[Video]

[ih8spiders]

[He sighs and moves to end the conversation.]

Forget what I said about my family.

[Video]

[legend_waitforit_dary]

I can certainly try...

[Video]

[ih8spiders]

[He's met assholes with more tact than this.

Kurapika ends the feed.]