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[birthmural]

Patsy Walker, you are my own personal brand of heroin.

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[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

What?

You?

Nooooo.

It was the strikethrough, Birthmural Boy.

[birthmural]

It is not a birthmural! It is a birthmark!

This is much more difficult than romantic movies made it out to be.

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

A mark would not be that big!

I started out in romance comics, and I still find it hard.

Cheese and crackers!

[birthmural]

That's not the only thing that's big about me.

...Cheese and crackers?

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

TMI! TMI! TEE-EM-EYE!

Oh, what, like screaming out 'By the Seven Circles!' makes sense?

[birthmural]

That's not what you said in my future!

Fair point.

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

....

Darn right it is!

[birthmural]

You are a clever woman.

Is that a suitable way to approach you?

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

You mean with words and cleverness and, you know, just being yourself?

Okay, maybe not entirely yourself. I don't want you getting all fiery and singing my hair, mmmkay? Who knows if there's a stylist on this place.

Yes.

[birthmural]

I would never singe your hair. I like it far too much.

But I am the Son of Satan! How could anyone love the firstborn child of the devil!

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well then.

Honey, if you don't think you're lovable, why should I?

[birthmural]

You shouldn't.

I want you anyway.

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

...

Do you own the copyright on mixed signals or something?

Let's try the ship's version of "dinner" first and then go from there, k?

[birthmural]

No, nor do I own the copyright for conflicted soul, or souls as the case should be.

Very well, dinner it is.

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

You are the most confusing man I have ever dated met.

K. I'll be sure to wear my good plantsuit.

[birthmural]

Yes, I have been told this before. Oddly enough the women throw themselves at me shortly after saying this.

And then they leave me for full blooded demons.

I'll be sure my birthmural is showing.

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

Are full-blooded demons bigger?

Oh, that's so sad.

And that's so hot!

[birthmural]

I'm sure I don't want to know.

It is the fate of Daimon Hellstrom to be alone.

...No, it isn't.

Is it?

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

Find out for me so I can figure out my next step, okay?

I don't know? I just met you.

Not talking about yourself in the third person will help though.

[birthmural]

In that case I am bigger by far.

That is a lot to ask of me.

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

Ha! Liar. Methinks the trident doth overcompensate too much.

Really? Even if it's coming from me?

[birthmural]

Lies! Perhaps you would like to inspect the package yourself?

If it comes from you? Never. Unless you ask me to stop being so emo.

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

Uh. I'm not ready for that level of commitment yet, handsome.

Well, then. It's okay. The emo's part of your charm. Part of it. I'm not suggesting you become all emo all the time. Then I might have to find a full-blooded demon.

[birthmural]

Not yet but you will be.

Too soon? Then we should have no problems. Except terrible writers, curse them.

[patsywalker.livejournal.com]

My my, aren't we feeling confident? What happened to all the emo?

No, not really. I like knowing I have the Son of Satan wrapped around my little finger.

Horrible, horrible writers. So, you know that shirt you wear in Divas...