[Ritsu manages not to giggle excitedly, but it's clear he adores the sensation. He wobbles and grabs onto Killua's shoulder, even if it wasn't really necessary.]
Nii-san never experiments, but I'm curious how much you could do with them. Could you try to bind them to somewhere? Control them? Or maybe they use energy somehow and your powers can do the same...
[OOF AHH Ritsu hams it up a tiny bit before one of the steps in the stairwell crumbles under his step. Cheap rotted wood cracks in an unpleasant soggy snap, Ritsu cussing out a word he shouldn't know as he desperately scrambled to not break his leg.]
[Ritsu didn't need to scramble much. Killua's reflexes were lightning fast--the moment he hears the crack and zeros in on its location, a cushion of psychic energy wrapping itself around Ritsu's leg.]
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Pretty cool, huh? This is something I've been working on. If I just floated you like I normally did, you wouldn't have any control.
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[HMM. It's not like...... he's daydreamed since he was literally a tiny child about what he'd do.....]
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[Someone's confident. He gently sets them on the roof.]
I've been training since I was old enough to walk.
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I've only ever had to exterminate them, but I don't see why not. Spirits are kind of like playdough.
[Just how old was he?]
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I know Nii-san can ward stuff, I made him ward my bedroom. So obviously you could make a lure, right?
[Maybe, maybe not...?]
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[He sounds bored.]
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[He's going to walk down!]
And to look for other espers. Or interesting places to go. Maybe there's someone I'd put a curse on.
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[Killua follows along, letting out a snort at that bit about curses.]
Curses don't really work like that. You don't want to find other espers, either.
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S-stupid, it's got nothing to do with that!
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[TEASING]
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[HE'S BAD AT BEING TEASED.]
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You can do whatever you want, I'm not your mom.
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[OOF AHH Ritsu hams it up a tiny bit before one of the steps in the stairwell crumbles under his step. Cheap rotted wood cracks in an unpleasant soggy snap, Ritsu cussing out a word he shouldn't know as he desperately scrambled to not break his leg.]
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Hey, be careful, idiot.
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Shit.
[SWEATS... he's jealous... but grateful.]
Thanks.
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