[Not until tomorrow, Death Day, Thursday, Hisoka's birthday.]
Okay. ♪
[He turns to face Tsuru. Gently, he slaps his own chest and starts rubbing it in a small circle in the center. In his hand, red hatchback playing cards start spilling forth into his grip.
He rubs out all 52.
And then he stacks them together neatly, before fanning them out at Tsuru.] Pick one.
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[ his response is so automatic
this is bad can he die now instead of later ]
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Okay. ♪
[He turns to face Tsuru. Gently, he slaps his own chest and starts rubbing it in a small circle in the center. In his hand, red hatchback playing cards start spilling forth into his grip.
He rubs out all 52.
And then he stacks them together neatly, before fanning them out at Tsuru.] Pick one.
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he stares at the offered cards, before reaching out to slowly pick out one. ]
Like this?
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[Reaching out, he takes the card from Tsuru and shows it, and then proceeds to do a simple sleight-of-hand trick.
Ja-jaan.]
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how completely enthralled he is by this. tsuru's eyes light up, and he claps his hands together excitedly. ]
My husband is really talented!
[ please let this joke die i beg you ]
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It's good to know how to use your hands.
[He gives Tsuru another simple trick to watch.]
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[ he has heard of these things ]
you thought you had seen the last of me
[Again, he stacks the cards.]
You've never seen any?
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When.
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Is there a reason you share your name with your item?
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[ tsuru isn't modest, at least ]
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[ he looks down at his sword ]
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[ it's said with a shrug as he echoes his words from their first conversation. ]