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[Raikov's chillin' on the beach, clad in nothing but sunglasses and a black speedo. He's got the device set down next to him in the sand. His other Pokemon can be seen running around in the distance behind him. Katya is by his side like always though, sporting a tiny straw hat. lookit how stylish she is. gurrlll]

I have to say, I've got some good luck as far as traveling goes. I arrived in Olivine right after the week-long rain and now the weather is beautiful. I was never one for beaches back home but this place is amazing. There's a perfect breeze coming off the ocean, it's not too hot out... I think I'll be staying here for a while. I may even be able to work on getting a tan instead of burning like I usually do.

[Curse his semi-albinism. He looks pleased though.]

Mmm.. I never thought I'd say this but... this is the life. Even with how weird this world operates, I'm glad I'm here.

[Katya chirps in agreement from the hole she's dug in the sand. Raikov rolls on to his side to face his pokegear and props his sunglasses up slightly. There's that mischievous grin that clearly reads "I'm up to no good."]

But enough about me being all sentimental and soft. You've all had more than enough time to admire the view. If I let this go on any longer, I'll have to start charging.

[And he grabs the pokegear, thus ending the recording. What a brat.]

[OOC: Pretend this was earlier in the day.]

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[He can get away with it because of his girlish features? idk.]

I'm not surprised.

[A pause.]

And I see you don't believe me. Humor me for a moment then. If you were gay and found me attractive, what adjective would you use to describe me?

[Without pause] White male in his late twenties, long white hair, blue eyes, average build, about six feet tall.

[lol late twenties. You flatter him, Blake.]

... That's how you'd describe me if you were attracted to me?

[He crosses his arms.]

It's accurate, isn't it?

Well... yes.

But that's no fun.

What do you want me to call you, a delicate fuckin' Siberian flower?

It's more creative than your literal description.

Although I'm not from Siberia.

I'm not a fuckin' poet. Comparing anybody to a damn summer's day isn't in my job description. And I'm not saying any man is pretty.

[He waves his hand] Siberia, Russia, same thing.

No, not the same thing. While it may make up a large portion of the Motherland, it's only a region.

And I'm guessing you've never called a woman handsome before? Sometimes adjectives for one gender just doesn't match up.

Great, yeah, a geography lesson from a naked guy, that's what I wanted today.

I've known a couple ladies you could call "handsome," but saying it's a good way to get a smack in the head.

[He shakes his head] Sorry, buddy. I wouldn't know how gay guys see each other.

[That earns a wink. Teehee.]

Glad to have helped.

And that's not true. Now you partially know how gay guys see each other.

[Blake scowls like that had flown out and hit him in the eye.] Come on, don't wink.

[But he's half giving him shit, and half truly curious when he asks] All right, how would you describe you?

[Raikov laughs. Oh, he's missed messing with people like this.

But you've damned yourself again, Blake.]

Hmm. How would I describe myself...? Handsome, beautiful, attractive. Smooth, flawless snow white skin. Soft silver hair. Deliciously kissable lips.

Oh. And a fuckable, tight ass.

[To which he slaps his own ass, grinning like a creeper.]

[Blake that was all your own fault. He winces and waves his hands in front of him anyway.] Christ. I guess discreet doesn't go anywhere on the list.

I can't even figure out if you're hitting on me or you just love yourself that much.

A bit of both.

[Blake...

can't even be grossed out or offended. He's too confused.]

Seriously?

[Raikov's surprised Blake isn't throwing a fit - it's a pleasant surprise though.]

Yes. Why?

[Blake is eyeing him sidelong.] Just wouldn't figure I'm some cute litle twink's type.

[Blake he is significantly taller than you]

[The Russian lowers his voice a bit although it's not really noticeable. It's mostly his tone that changes.]

Cute little twink, am I...?

[He wets his lips and brushes some of his hair behind his ear.]

I'm not too picky. Keep up the pleasant attitude and you could become my type.

Woah woah woah.

[Blake's free hand goes up in a warding gesture, and he pulls the screen far away from himself.]

I don't give a damn what you do, but I'm not that kind of guy.

[A hint of an edge enters his voice.]

And I don't want you acting like I am.

You did call me cute though.

[He pauses, tapping his fingers against his lips in thought.]

If you were that kind of guy, I'd give you a night you'd never forget. No one else would ever be able to satisfy you like I could.

That was hypothetical. You asked what I'd call you if I was the kind of guy who was into that shit, there you go.

[He says it quick, but doesn't hang up quite quick enough. For a second, something in his eyes looks spooked.]

I said drop it!

[He looks down and straightens his shirt. Then he just looks like an old cop who's seen it all.]

Just keep it in your pants, huh?

And try wearing some now and then.

I asked you earlier and you responded with a literal description. I didn't force you to answer a second time.

[Raikov notices the look in his eyes and raises an eyebrow curiously. There's more to Blake than he's letting on and now he's determined to find out what.

He's also going to ignore the suggestion about wearing pants more often.]

... The offer still stands, nonetheless. I wouldn't mind seeing your face twist in delight at how talented I am with my mouth.

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