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Who: Izaya & Beat
What: Answering the prayer of an PUA wannabe loser... or not.
When: February 18th
Where: Playground
Warnings: Prayer answering shenanigans.

It would figure that a prayer from a loser would come from a place where a delinquent would haunt, a children's playground. Of course Izaya has haunted a playground or two himself in the past, not to mention Izaya was quite the delinquent. Of course with such a shallow prayer, Izaya was curious to see what this cute little loser would do upon meeting a God who might be able to make his wildest fantasies come true. Sad, how come no God ever came to him when he wished for Shizuo to kick the bucket. Probably because Izaya never prayed.

Here Izaya managed to appear at the top of the slide spotting the 'worshiper in question'. He brought his antsy Regalia with him, whether or not he made it onto the slide with him was a different question, after all, Izaya is new at this. Not that there's really room for both of them at the top of the slide. Well, Beat looked pretty athletic, surely he could make a nice landing.

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The only reason Beat wanted to take this request was to utterly crush the asshole in some way. Asking for some girl to pay the price of his own arrogance. Ridiculous. At least his God understood where he was coming from.

Though they were going to have to have a talk about the landing. Oh Beat made it onto the slide, but there wasn't exactly room for them both, so with a surprised and rather loud "fuck!" he put his foot into Izaya's back to push him down the slide to make room. At least he didn't just all out kick like he could have. "Work on yer landin's, dude!"

Of course this catches the attention of Izaya's worshipper, who is going to stare at the antics.

With a foot to the back, Izaya is shoved down the slide. Luckily his years of practicing parkour have given him an exceptional core and therefore his balance is first rate. He manages to catch himself and slide down on his feet. When he hits the bottom of the slide he throws his arms out as if to 'stick the landing'.

Their client is a little slack-jawed and he claps slowly. "Is this some sort of circus act?" He asks.

Izaya sighs loudly and turns around to face his Shinki somewhat ignoring the human for a moment. "Beatou-chin! We came to answer this boy's prayer not play around! Besides, who kicks their God in the back?" He doesn't actually sound angry at all, as a matter of fact he sounds quite amused.

The unsaid tada gets Beat to roll his eyes super hard, afraid they might slide out of his face and roll away if he does it harder. Before he can answer the question, his God is scolding him and Beat does roll his eyes harder. "Don't call me that, it's bad enough you named me somethin' dumb."

Stepping down the slide properly, he moves over to Izaya to frown at him. "An' I do. I'll kick you again if you pick a dumbass place to land." Finally he decides to pay the guy some attention, turning to him with a grin. "You heard the dude. He's a God. He's here to answer your prayer."

Sure the guy looks overjoyed, finally that bitch'll have it coming! but Beat's grinning for another reason. Just how much can they get from the guy?

Izaya pulls his jacket out and glances back to see of Beat left a shoe print on his beloved fur-trimmed jacket. He brushes it off with the back of his hand while Beat is sort of introducing him and finally turns toward the prayer-ee. "Speaking of names, what is it Taro?"

It wasn't Taro and he started to correct Izaya, but to no avail as Izaya continued talking. "So I want to make sure I've got the whole situation correct. There's this girl you like and you've been doing nice things for her like open doors and then also what was it, dropping hints? And she didn't get you any obligation chocolates?"

"She.. she didn't get me Valentines Chocolates."

"So you want chocolates? Can't you just go buy them yourself at more than half off now?"

"No! I want her to suffer for ignoring me!"

Ah, there it is. That's what he wants to hear. So typical. He probably has never even spoken to this girl. Izaya glances at Beat to see his reaction.

Beat lets his God sort it out proper and oh my god. He's fighting the urge to say something, to roll his eyes, though Izaya can definitely see Beats face twitching to the guys words. He sort of wants to punch the human in the face. In fact, the look he gives Izaya sort of seems pleading, like a child trying to ask with their eyes. Let him punch the dude in the face. Pow, right in the nose. Then they can grant his wish to have it fixed.

He doesn't ask it, however, and eventually the initial disgust and annoyance fades and something else rises up in it's place. This is a golden opportunity, actually. The possibilities before them are endless. He feels almost devious and it's the weirdest feeling in the world with what he knows of himself.

Somehow he manages to slap a sympathetic look on his face. "Dude, that's not cool at all. Ain't no one s'posed to feel ignored like that. Pretty harsh." He turns to Izaya. "Whatchu say? Wanna help the guy get what he deserves?"

What he really deserves.

'Omoikane' has to stifle a snort when Beat starts playing along with it. There's a good Shinki. "I think I do want to help him get what he deserves," with that, Izaya turns back to 'Taro' with a smile, "It's a tall order, so 100,000 yen should cover it."

Their client stared blankly between Izaya and Beat for a moment. "One....one hundred thousand yen?!"

"I think that's a pretty generous amount considering you want me to ruin a girl. I mean the logistics alone not to mention the execution of something so diabolical."

"Where would I even get money like that? I'm just a high school student!"

That's really not Izaya's problem. "Part-time job... sell your Pokemon cards or your naughty anime figurines, borrow from your parents. It doesn't matter to me where it comes from."

"I don't even have Pokemon cards or anything like that and my school doesn't allow part-time jobs and there's no WAY I could borrow it from my parents," he retorted.

"He didn't say he didn't have naughty figurines," Izaya remarked to Beat. "I'm not sure what else we can do unless..."

It's really hard not to laugh, to be honest, but somehow Beat keeps the charade up. He sighs sympathetically for the guy when he says he can't afford 100,000 and rubs the back of his neck. Izaya's words make his lips twitch, which he somehow manages to make it look like he's trying not to frown, when he's trying not to smile.

"I dunno dude, it's pretty standard goin' rate fer life ruinin'. I mean, you really wanna see the bitch go down, right?" When the guy nods, Beat turns a little more to Izaya, dropping his voice to just talk with him. Like they're really trying to find a way to help this guy.

"Maybe trade in values? Figurines might go for some, dependin' on what they is an'- Hey dude, you don' mind giving us shit right?" Before the guy can reply, Beats already ignoring him to continue with Izaya. "Money on top of things? We can trade them in, s'long as the conditions good. Electronics should fetch better."

Izaya tsks audibly, "that's such a pain, we'd have to list them all on ebay, wait for the bids to come in, I'm not hand delivering them so then we'd have to go to the post office, package them and ship them off. What about something less tangible? Like owing a favor or two, anything we ask whenever we ask for it."

'Taro' is looking a little pale now as the discussion continues.

At the mention of favour, something positively wicked shivers up Beats spine, and his lips twitch into a grin briefly before settling. "That sounds like somethin' we can do. I mean, what's a favour or two compared to ruinin' some chicks life, right? HEY, Tallow!"

'Taro' looks startled as Beat turns back towards him. "It's Taro-- which isn't my name!" Beat just waves it off, trying to smile happily without it turning into a wicked grin. "The Boss and I decided that we can call this even wid jus' a favour or two owed. Sounds good right?"

The guy still looks pale but - well it's not money and what could a God ask of a human that they can't do themselves, right? Right. "I guess?"

"Really, aren't you the least bit curious of what a God might ask of you? You know there are many different types of Gods for all you know you could be making a deal with the Devil." Heh. "I mean, what if I asked for your soul? You would just give it to me willy-nilly because a girl didn't return your affections? I mean, you did confess to her right?"

"I... I mean no but I dropped her so many hints and she just completely ignores them!"

"Yes, yes, you held a door open for her, and?"

"several times! ...and I lent her a pencil in class when her's broke during a test. I... also I..."

"I see, you're just a nice guy right? You do a couple things for a girl you find sexually attractive and now expect her to reciprocate by dating and or sleeping with you. That's pretty typical Nice Guy Syndrome. Your big right toe. I've decided on the payment. If you can't pay money then that is what I require from you to answer your prayer."

"What?"

"I want you to cut it off and package it nicely in a box for me as an offering for answering your prayer. I will completely crush this girl, I can go so far as to putting her in an insane asylum or even have her commit suicide."

"... you can't be serious! I can't just cut off my toe! You're insane."

"Well, I guess you don't want this prayer answered as much as you thought," he turns and begins to walk away, "let's go," he says to Beat, "what a waste of my time."

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