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A QUESTION FOR A QUESTION
YOU MAY KNOW EACH OTHER ALREADY - OR YOU MAY NOT. UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, YOU'RE NOW PASSING THE TIME ASKING EACH OTHER QUESTIONS. IT'S A GAME! A QUESTION FOR A QUESTION. YOU START OFF ASKING YOUR OPPONENT A QUESTION OF CHOICE AND IF THEY ANSWER IT, THEY'RE ALLOWED TO ASK YOU A QUESTION IN TURN. THE RULES ARE SIMPLE, ONLY AS LONG AS YOU ANSWER THE OTHER PERSON'S QUESTIONS ARE YOU ALLOWED TO ASK QUESTIONS YOURSELF, BUT THERE IS NO EXPECTATION OF TRUTHFULNESS HERE, LIE IF YOU MUST OR WANT, JUST KEEP THE MOMENTUM GOING.


How to play -

1. Comment with your character's name, fandom and preference.
2. If you want, leave a question in the comment field that your character is asking their opponent. Or don't. I'm not the cops.
3. Pick other characters to question and have fun!

Comments

[againstgod]

[ he's back at that moniker. she almost points there are so many angels out there. ]

Hah.
Are you bragging about your dates?

[fellfurthest]

Not yet.

If I was, I'd tell you about finally spreading my wings. [So. A LITTLE NOW.]

[againstgod]

Mm. How was it like?
Did you carry your partner in your arms?

[ this means she can get started with their fitness program. the one he skipped because of his phobia. ]

[fellfurthest]

Nope!

I had a total panic attack mid-jump and he had to carry me home as a bat. [SMILES. For real though, he did.] He has those great big pecs like Lord Diavolo too. [HE REGRETS NOOOOOOOOOOOTHING!] I feel like he might have even taken me on the subway like that, but I think I fell asleep. I had also just professed my love for him, and explained about why I like komodo dragons [There's a reason... don't look at him like that.] and he promised to catch me if I fall. So I was really an emotional wreck by that point. [UNDERSTATEMENT OF A CENTURY.]

1/2

[againstgod]

[... he had a panic attack and was carried. he-

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...
...

she bursts out laughing. very briefly, unremorseful at his plight. ]

[againstgod]

Hah.

[ she stops laughing, but her amusement lingers. no she can imagine he looked very pathetic and clingy. ]

Now you have taken the first step.
I hope you will start exercising your wings. Do it with your partner if you feel safer in his arms.

[fellfurthest]

[He did! HE WAS SO PATHETIC AND CLINGY! And cried!!! THE WORST EVER!!!!]

[0/10, is still going to do it again.]

I told you before, I exercise them plenty.

But now just for that, I'm also going to tell you he massaged them a different day and watched videos on techniques for dealing with feathers [HE LOVES FUCKING DORKS!!!!] and touched them in places I never let anyone else.

[ALL THE SMUG BRAGGING. NO regrets.]

[He is definitely not telling her the more embarrassing (from his end) stuff about it though.]

[againstgod]

[how awful, she missed a chance to witness his humiliation. but she'll opt out of any romantic show that follows it. ]

Without flying? Hardly the same.

[she looks slightly impressed, and still amused. he must have wanted to tell this to someone, anyone, that aren't his brothers or his boss. damn. it is just up to the sheep (who he has a crush on, alexiel thinks) or her.]

You should return the favor.
Massages can be relaxing.

[fellfurthest]

No worries, I have plans. Mostly I'm trying to get him to eat better. I forgot how he can really nail the Belphie portions of laying around sometimes. [A fond laugh!]

[againstgod]

Sounds like you should learn from him and improve your sleeping habits. [any time is good to nag him about that. he made that opening himself.]

[fellfurthest]

I have. Considerably. I can't bear the look of his disappointment. [Laughs softly.] And I never want to wind up falling to the ranking of his science officer: Rooney. We have too many bad habits in common already. Being both chatterboxes, and obsessed with data collection.

Besides, it gives me an excuse to share the General's bed and intercept his nightmares.