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[realmandonpaolo]

[Let's start off the superpower plot with Don! What's Don's power, you ask? Well Don has the power to make himself look handsome. Look at how handsome he is! However, it only works when he's calm and when he's annoyed he reverts back to being his usual self.

Care to try angering him? Don is currently searching the hallways for any ladies who may admire his new-found handsomeness.]

Lady Descole?

Claire?

Ms. Evil Layton?

Anybody? Come look at how beautiful I have become for you!

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[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

[A seemingly Claire is walking down the hall and makes an excited noise at seeing Don Paolo.]

Oh Don! Hello! Wow, look at how handsome you are!

[realmandonpaolo]

W-w-w-why th-thank you, C-claire...! I'm glad that you've finally come to appreciate my beautiful charms after years of pretending that Layton was a good enough man for you.

So... are you free later?

[Eyebrow waggles~]

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

[Giggles.]

Hmm, I might be. Why would you ask~

[realmandonpaolo]

Because I think a lovely lady like you and a hunky man like me should go out together for a drink.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Hmm, well, I'm not sure...

...are you really worth my time? I'm not sure...

[realmandonpaolo]

I... um...

[Wasn't Claire supposed to be the nice one? Don is very confused!]

I'm completely worthy of your time! Just look at how handsome I am. And we have so much in common! ...Maybe.

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

[Don should be very very confused.]

Aren't you cute, how flustered you get. I'm not sure if I can make time in my schedule though...

[Taps his lips lightly with her finger and giggles.]

[realmandonpaolo]

If you have only a second of time I'd love to spend it with you!

[He's very desperate!]

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Oh, but I heard you call for all those other girls...why should I if I'm so far on the list...?

[realmandonpaolo]

You're the only one on my list! The other girls were just... um... they're nothing to me!

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Oh, do you really mean that Paul?

[realmandonpaolo]

I do!

[:D?]

[sinisterballet.livejournal.com]

Then how come you never said anything before?

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

You sound desperate.

[Oh wow Don it's really cold in this hallway and this poor lady is wearing a vest and shorts, maybe you should come closer and donate your coat.]

[realmandonpaolo]

And you sound like you're in need of a man who knows how to treat a lady.

[Skips over.]

Are you cold? Because it is a little chilly in here.

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

Not cold at all, no.

[It's colder the closer he gets to her, though.]

[realmandonpaolo]

[Shudders.]

Are you sure? It's almost frosty in here...

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

How often do you need to be told before you get it?

[The temperature drops a few degrees further.]

[realmandonpaolo]

Um... I think this is the first time I've tried hitting on you?

Unless I have done before and just forgotten. In which case I apologize! But I'm much more handsome now.

[Apparently that makes it okay.]

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

But I already told you I'm not cold, and you asked me again.

[Though the fact that her lips are starting to turn blue probably suggests that he wasn't necessarily wrong to ask.]

[realmandonpaolo]

You're lips are... um...

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

My lips are what?

[She reaches up to touch them, and the tips of her fingers are blue, too.]

[realmandonpaolo]

Blue! You're entirely blue!

[icefreckled.livejournal.com]

[She glances down at her hands.]

...not entirely, no. Just my extremities. But it's okay, I'm not feeling the cold at all.

[She reaches out to put a hand on his arm in demonstration, and the fabric of his coat freezes where she's touched and about an inch along around it.]

[realmandonpaolo]

[Jumps back!]

Holy cow! What is wrong with you?

[And regular Don is back!]