[open] They didn't have taro ice cream bars and I'm still vaguely butthurt.

[convictionary]

Who: Gaius (convictionary) and various and sundry other people, yes, it's ice cream time.
When: Post-Lasker intro log
Where: Lasker, starting off in an ice cream parlor because I can.
What: Investigating Lasker stuff while eating ice cream.
Rating: Probably some innuendo and mild cursing because it's me, and I might use a vulgar metaphor and/or analogy at some point.

[So, as Gaius stared at the ice cream bar shaped vaguely like Kaito's head (chocolate flavored) he couldn't help but say.]

That ain't right.

[They could get to Double Duo and doing other things in a second. Right now he's distracted by ice cream bars shaped like people he knew.]

Comments

[carptricks]

[on the list of things Kaito hadn't expected to see today: that. though after spending some time at Heroes of Gathering, he probably should have seen it coming]

. . .

It doesn't quite catch my natural charm, y'know?

[convictionary]

You're not as sweet as that is, Strings, that's for sure.

[Is he shifting through the pile looking for a Gaius? He totally is.]

And- gods, even I've got my limits. I'm not sticking your head in my mouth, ice cream or no ice cream.

[carptricks]

[opens his mouth]

[closes it again]

[stares at Gaius for a few long moments]

[. . . and then decides not to point out the obvious]

Looking for someone in particular in the ice cream batch, pal?

[convictionary]

Yeah. Me. Let me know if you see me, Strings. I wanna know what flavor they made me.

[Because of course he's got an ice cream bar, right? And there's another special edition carrot mango Wukong, which is being set aside after a grimace.]

[carptricks]

[well, now Gaius has Kaito sifting through hero-shaped ice cream bars. oh look, it's Asune, who is a tantalizing hazelnut flavored!]

My bet's on vanilla, because of course they'd insult your pride and give you the most boring flavor.

[he's picking]

[convictionary]

[He's now vanilla with gingerbread and just doesn't know it yet.]

Gods, no. Nah, with my hair I gotta be something interesting like raspberry ripple or chocolate raspberry, or maybe just cookies and cream.

[carptricks]

[poor Gaius. his fate is sealed]

Whatever you might be, it doesn't beat pure chocolate. I got the best flavor out of 'em all.

[sage nod. is he bragging? he is bragging. just a little bit]

[convictionary]

Crivens, who did you bribe to get there, Strings?

[Is he agreeing that Kaito got the best flavor yes he is.]

What's your secret?

[carptricks]

I'm handsome, charming, and incredibly personable. That's what it is.

[flashes his fellow hero a cheeky grin, before he holds up an ice cream bar. look! it's Gaius! and he's. . . vanilla with gingerbread!]

Found ya! At least they added gingerbread to spice you up a li'l bit, yeah?

[convictionary]

[Wh-] Gods, vanilla? Least there's the gingerbread but- vanilla? [???] They could've made me strawberry.

[Yes, he's a little insulted right now.]

And you're chocolate?

[carptricks]

We know which one of the two of us they like better, don't we?

[RUB IT IN WHY DON'T YOU, KAITO}

[convictionary]

Crivens, I must've punched the guy designing 'em or something.

[NOTICE HOW HE'S NOT ARGUING.]

[carptricks]

[poor Gaius. at least Kaito is only picking]

D'you think he deserved it?

[convictionary]

...he made me vanilla, Strings.

[He had it coming.]

[carptricks]

[snickers]

Fair enough. Hey, are there any more me-shaped ice creams in there? I want one.

[he doesn't feel weird about eating ice cream shaped like his head at all, especially when it's chocolate]

[convictionary]

... [...] Don't see one. Gods, there's a lotta Wukongs, though.

[Which means guess who's got two thumbs and is holding on to the Kaito (Kaito Choco Cream or something like that, maybe) because he feels weird...but not weird enough to not devour Kaito's head.

...

What.]

[carptricks]

[droops a bit when their searching turns out to be in vain, but only for a second before he perks up again]

Ha! I must be a pretty popular guy, then. ♥ I knew all those fangirls really loved me.

[THIS IS REALLY FEEDING HIS EGO]

1/2

[convictionary]

[...

...

.........]

2/2

[convictionary]

[.........]

You open to doing something with your popularity?

[(Run if thou art wise, for Gaius might have the beginnings of a scheme in mind.)]

[carptricks]

[. . . well, trusting Gaius hasn't proven to be as much of a bad decision as trusting Zelos has, so. . .]

Depends on what you've got in mind.

[at least he's asking for more details first! as he pulls out a strawberry flavored ice cream next. WHO DOES IT LOOK LIKE? IT IS A MYSTERY]

[convictionary]

[Actually, yes, let's make it officially a mystery in that there's a name on it, but Gaius has no idea who the fuck that person is. (Turns out it's a tragic accident involving some person who was seen around them in Capablanca and was mistaken for one of them, but is some generic resident with a false name.)

And...]

Capitalizing on your popularity, Strings. Do some autographs, maybe get one of these people to make figs of yourself, maybe some pictures with- gods, I can't keep on saying this with a straight face.

[HAHAHAHAHA fucking imagine it.]

[carptricks]

[well, okay. he's going to eat strawberry flavored random Blanc resident, then. HOW DELICIOUS]

. . . I hate signing autographs.

[if only because it reminds him of how awkward he felt when the people of Blanc demanded autographs on his very first day here. he sure hadn't felt like much of a hero back then]

I can think of way better ways to capitalize on my popularity that don't involve-- ahem. Selling out.

[convictionary]

Really. [Okay, now they're being serious.] Like what?