Given the number of orgies that happened on Jupiter, one might presume they were all often active at home, simultaneously. That was never really the case, contrary to popular belief. It was always exciting to have the entire group together at once. Perhaps their discussion of a new game experience would lead to some planning... and perhaps that plan would actually be executed properly with no, or few, random interruptions. "I'm all for it. I'll try to find out when everyone's able to make it home at once. We'll do it big next time," he decided as they casually hung about, both keeping away from a game soon to begin. As for Kazu 'showing off' as Jean put it... "I'm totally not. I thought about really showing off, but... not right now~" he stated. All the while, Yugi was floating upside-down above the current group of game participants. "All players ready? Take center positions."
Kazuhiko was never the type to take his assigned position as king, emperor, or whatever he was, seriously. He enforced his privilege as a ruler only in cheap moments, as one would when 'forcing' their friends into an activity. His order for Miko was peer pressure at best, and a plea at worst. After accepting the task, Miko went on to mention the feeling of loss. He, too, had such a feeling. It was partly confusing, and somehow... sad? Yes, that was certainly the case even if he didn't know why. "Yeah, it's weird. Those two were saying something about us being in a weird spot though, right? Like another dimension or something? We're definitely missing the part where they sent us back, but I feel like there's something... more..." he said. Toward the end, Kazuhiko slowed his speech. It had nothing to do with a loss of memory or any confusion, and everything to do with the fact that his clothes were being taken apart with utmost nonchalance. At the same time, Miko was making a suggestion of the most ridiculous clothing article for him. "Oh. I was half-joking about the stripping thing, but... definitely not getting a shirt like that. I couldn't pull that off to save my life! Also..." He stopped again, this time to swipe that extended finger under Miko's lip and catch the saliva she was producing yet again. Confusion struck him once more in that moment. "... Why the fuck did I just think 'spit in my mouth' for a second? The fuck happened?!"
Kazuhiko was never the type to take his assigned position as king, emperor, or whatever he was, seriously. He enforced his privilege as a ruler only in cheap moments, as one would when 'forcing' their friends into an activity. His order for Miko was peer pressure at best, and a plea at worst. After accepting the task, Miko went on to mention the feeling of loss. He, too, had such a feeling. It was partly confusing, and somehow... sad? Yes, that was certainly the case even if he didn't know why. "Yeah, it's weird. Those two were saying something about us being in a weird spot though, right? Like another dimension or something? We're definitely missing the part where they sent us back, but I feel like there's something... more..." he said. Toward the end, Kazuhiko slowed his speech. It had nothing to do with a loss of memory or any confusion, and everything to do with the fact that his clothes were being taken apart with utmost nonchalance. At the same time, Miko was making a suggestion of the most ridiculous clothing article for him. "Oh. I was half-joking about the stripping thing, but... definitely not getting a shirt like that. I couldn't pull that off to save my life! Also..." He stopped again, this time to swipe that extended finger under Miko's lip and catch the saliva she was producing yet again. Confusion struck him once more in that moment. "... Why the fuck did I just think 'spit in my mouth' for a second? The fuck happened?!"
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