[Illyana gets the message, scoffs, and then decides... Why not? She's in the mood to mess with someone, and besides, she can just teleport down--
Oh. No, she can't.
Okay, fine. So she walks down, you know, like a loser. Is she wearing a swimsuit? Nope. She's wearing her usual all black, although the ignorant would be forgiven for thinking her crop top and booty shorts are pool attire.]
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I don't think I've ever seen that before.
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Not my niche, though.
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Well. I guess this is what I wanted to talk to you about, so. What now? You are here, so. Pool?
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I could go for a swim.
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(He probably saw it anyway.)
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[ obviously!! ]
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(Listen. It's a joke. Hahaha. Unless?)
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(And she has a message to send to someone to meet them there.)
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come to the mansion's pool. cute boy alert. i want you to meet him.
She gets ready in a white bathing suit, and off she goes.)
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Oh. No, she can't.
Okay, fine. So she walks down, you know, like a loser. Is she wearing a swimsuit? Nope. She's wearing her usual all black, although the ignorant would be forgiven for thinking her crop top and booty shorts are pool attire.]
Who do you need me to kick out?
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What?
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Less kick out, more kick in...to the pool. Magik, Kell, Kell, Magik. She's my...
(... Friend?)
... Personal demonic lady.
(Nailed it.)