PSL/Meme Continuation

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["Birds" = slang for women. He's a could-have-been-a linguist. He gets it.]

Climax.

[constantblaze]

Comedown.

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[Post-nut clarity--]

Smoke.

[Nothing hits like a post-fuck cigarette, in his opinion; not that he's had one in a while.]

[constantblaze]

[Good idea is two words, so instead of saying it, he just snaps his fingers, grins lopsidedly, and pulls out a pack of Silk Cut from his trenchcoat.]

[You don't get one. He doesn't know you well enough to be polite.]

[Anyway. Word association. No smoke without...]

Fire.

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[Oh, wow! That is rude as fuck! Whelk is highly dicked off at that, actually - oh, but he won't show it. Won't show a dash of it. Nope. His faces stays Perfectly Fucking Pleasant.]

Burn.

[constantblaze]

[John, on the other hand, is smirking in a way that suggests he knows exactly how rude he's being, and is enjoying it. He lights up and takes a long drag while considering.]

Mark.

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[Oh, he sees that smirk, sir! He will not stoop to your level!]

Rune.

[constantblaze]

[You sure about that? John's a specialist in dragging people down to gutter-height.]

Casting.

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[If there aren't any blunt objects around, he's not acting.]

Spell.

[constantblaze]

[There's a slightly sharper interest in his look, just for a moment. Practitioner, or hobbyist? Or just someone who's into fantasy?]

Circle.

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[Whelk's eyes narrow just slightly - interest.]

Ritual.

[constantblaze]

[Ooh, he saw that.]

Occult.

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Line.

[constantblaze]

Ley.

[Less because it's his first association, more because he can tell when someone's fishing.]

[("Fishing" was also a contender)]