Mar 01, 2010 12:35
[Kotarou's outside in a t-shirt and jeans, not caring about the cold in the least. On the contrary, he seems a bit refreshed, hair still damp from the bath, a couple of new scrapes, scratches and bruises from his training littered around his arms and legs, a particularly bad one showing at his neck and shoulder.
Even so, he seems to be in a guarded sort of mood. He settles down with a bit of antiseptic and dabs a bit into the worst cuts. Then smoke, and he barely winces, frowning at the cuts.]
Damn sandworms. [He reaches for the PCD.]
[Failed Private to Killua]
So. I heard ya got a problem with somethin' I said, Killua?
Feel like takin' it up with me?
[End Private]
[A few minutes later, he comes back, looking worried, upset, almost scared.]
Oi, anyone seen Aya-neechan?
aya,
killua,
watching over aya,
kota does not approve of this bullshit