[Open - Homestuck AU virus!]

[unknownrival]

[Pretend all icons are troll icons.]

Let's talk about hate.

Let's suppose I hate someone very much. I could enact all manner of violence on this person and not be satisfied. I enjoy getting the better of them, and when I don't it drives me to to challenge them even more.

Classic hate.

The problem is that I am sure they think of me as insignificant dust, not worthy of anything close to a relationship. And for probably good reason - in wit and banter I can compete, but otherwise I'm not in a good position compared to them.

Your advice?

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[tyranngott]

Who says I'm worried?

Any fool could picture wrapping their hands around your throat.

[unknownrival]

And very few will ever get the chance to.

[tyranngott]

Very few.

[unknownrival]

I suppose I'll have to settle for somebody else if I can't get the object of my hate to notice me. It's a shame, but that's what would happen if he passed up his chance.

[tyranngott]

Surely someone would take you in out of pity, if nothing else.

[unknownrival]

I'm not concerned about it.

[tyranngott]

Keep your schedule open.

[unknownrival]

Should I be expecting a visit?

[tyranngott]

Something like that.

[unknownrival]

Should I put on tea?

[tyranngott]

If you'd please.

[unknownrival]

Then I will.

[tyranngott]

[It won't take long for him to arrange the appropriate world hop, but he takes his time, lingering. Hopefully it's enough to make Issei writhe. He does arrive eventually, as cool and collected as ever.]

[unknownrival]

[Issei will never admit how much the wait is driving him crazy. When Wesker shows up, Issei fixes him with a glare.]

Your tea is getting cold.

[tyranngott]

I should have expected that you wouldn't be able to keep it warm. [It's an idle, parting remark, but he does take a small sip of the stuff even as he helps himself to a seat.]

[unknownrival]

I expected you to show up sooner.

[tyranngott]

Did you miss me?

[unknownrival]

Who'd miss seeing your ugly mug?

[tyranngott]

Apparently? You did. [He'll remove his shades as though to better size Issei up, and now there's nothing to block the way they gleam with amusement.]

[unknownrival]

I could quite happily insult you from a distance.

[tyranngott]

Wouldn't you rather insult me on my lap?

[unknownrival]

[His face goes up like a light.] Is it all the same to you?

[tyranngott]

I would certainly find it more enjoyable. [It's not quite a purr, but he's definitely leaned forward a little.]

[unknownrival]

[Issei shivers.] I suppose I could indulge you a little.

[tyranngott]

[One gloved hand pats lightly at his thigh, then, encouragingly.]