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[syncopathic]

 

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Yo, it's Dito. Talk to me.

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[comecatchthesehands]

[The lilt of tease in that voice isn't lost on him. His own may not be too lilt-y but he's sincere.]

Destroy everything. Take revenge for every injustice I've ever endured.

[syncopathic]

Ah.

[The word comes out as a breathy, satisfied sigh.]

You always know just how to say the right things to bring my mood up, you know that? Gotta love a man with large aspirations.

[comecatchthesehands]

It sounds like you wish you were there to see it. You'd get caught up in it if you were too close.

[Shigaraki has no clue what exactly would happen if he had both quirks, this is just his estimation.]

[syncopathic]

Was that supposed to be a deterrent? I always knew I'd die a violent death. Might as well be while witnessing something beautiful.

[comecatchthesehands]

Is that how you'd see it? Even if I destroyed everything around us here one day? You'd be my biggest cheerleader?

[syncopathic]

Until my voice joined the rest of the world's in one large collective death rattle. Yes.

Just make sure the final show is spectacular.

[comecatchthesehands]

If you're going to be sentimental and gross about it, fine. Nothing I do with finality is anti-climactic. I won't let you down.

[syncopathic]

Struck a chord, did I? You only complain about me being sentimental and gross when I say something especially flattering.

And don't worry-- I have no illusions about you not being able to pull off a big finish. You've proven that to me multiple times already.

[Just in case you thought he could actually go an entire conversation without at least one double entendre.]

[comecatchthesehands]

Imagine finding correlation in that. Imagine finding correlation in all of that.

[Which is thank you for the compliment.]

Anyway, you're not dead. That's convenient, I've checked what I needed to. It'd be inconvenient if you died. Remember that.

[syncopathic]

Careful there. You might start giving me the impression that you care.

You gonna invite yourself over again tonight? Should I pre-emptively put in a work order for a replacement door?

[comecatchthesehands]

[He hates seeing that.]

You know better if I do or don't.

If you're going to whine like that... This time I'll knock. Don't let her bitchiness answer I'm not in the mood.

[syncopathic]

Hey, I have absolutely no control over what Miss Andrist does. I'll just tell her that you're comin' over for our regularly scheduled rutting session and she'll make herself scarce.

I think she's disgusted by the noises I make. S'why I'm so loud in the first place. One of the reasons, anyway.

[You can probably hear the wink he's sending over the line right now.]