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[Schuldig tends to keep himself hopped up on sugar, when he can; his telepathy takes a lot of managing, and a lot of energy, and a constant sugar rush (coupled with plenty of caffeine) actually helps with that. As a result, he's been eating the candy corn casually ever since Halloween; it just so happens that when he does so today, unusual things happen.

He's not sure where this came from - and he got rid of the cap immediately, because he's not about to hide his magnificent hair - but he's got absolutely no problems wearing it; after all, his rather...eclectic fashion sense at the best of times has proven he can look good in anything. And if he's feeling more flirtatious than usual, what of it? He's never particularly restrained. He's vaguely aware that Mayfield is responsible for this in some way; he'd already chatted up some other people who've been affected before he'd joined their ranks. It just so happens that they're not doing much to him that a lot of alcohol couldn't.

So - who wants to be hit up by what looks vaguely like a man wearing a Nazi nurse uniform? THE LINE STARTS HERE.]

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Are you going to tell me you don't want to run away?

I don't want to run away. [Leave because this is pissing him off? Yes. But that's completely different from running away.]

[Schuldig laughs.] Oh? You know, I wouldn't be the first to assume you'd be interested.

Interested in what? [He's wary now. Or rather, more wary.]

Men.

Wh-what?

You heard me. Four men living together and working in a flower shop? You do know that half the girls who obsessed over you all expected you to come on to each other far more than any of them, I hope...

I'm not like that.

Of course not. When was the last time you were interested in a woman, Fujimiya?

[He had a girlfriend when he was in high school. So...it's been awhile.] Shut up.

I don't know how anyone could have come to the conclusion that you like men in the face of that compelling argument.

It's none of your business.

There's no business at all, from what I can tell.

[Well now he's at a loss for words so he'll just...glare.]

Run along, then. If I want an asexual man who refuses to entertain me, I've already got one close at hand.

You're the one who stopped me before! [And he swings his fist at Schuldig's face.]

[Schuldig sidesteps the swing, and takes the opportunity to drag the flat of his hand over Aya's stomach as he moves, laughing all the way.]

[Now this is probably not the smartest thing in the world to do but Aya is spinning around to try hitting him again. Just for touching him.]

[Schuldig dances away, laughing. One would almost think he was like Crawford and saw the blow coming, but he didn't exactly need precognition for that.] Why does it bother you so much~?

[Because he hates to be touched. Aya thinks himself dirty and has terrible self-worth. Instead of answering though, he swings again. Apparently he is going to find a way to hit Schuldig no matter what.]

[On the complete opposite end of the scale, Schuldig is as tactile as a demanding cat. Punching is not the sort of contact he enjoys, however, so he's still staying just out of Aya's reach.] Overreacting a little, Fujimiya?

I am not! [And he moves faster, trying to stay close since he knows Schuldig will struggle to dodge if he does that.]

[And it seems to be working! Schuldig is still dodging, but with less and less time between Aya's thoughts and actions, the misses are getting nearer and nearer to not being misses at all. As is entirely characteristic of Schuldig, however, he's laughing still and won't take this the least bit seriously until he's actually hit.] You seem pretty eager to get your hands on me~

[OOC: I tried to poke you on AIM, but feel free to have one of Aya's punches connect next post. <3 ]