Cripes, it was just getting colder by the minute. Peter was rattling inside his coat, feeling mighty sore that the cocoa didn't do him much good now once he left the restaurant. If he wasn't so stuffed he might have gone back and bought one for the road
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He stretched his arms as he walked down the Main Street, wondering where he should go next. Ah... Maybe one of the parks to see if anyone was there? It was cold out, but there could be one or two people out playing in the snow... Plus, he'd left that note earlier; he didn't think there were actually any Dollars members here (who would show up, at least), but there was always a chance he'd be surprised. And what if Ryuugamine Mikado were to appear in the 'Institute' as well? Given Masaomi and Celty and Shizuo, he couldn't say there was no possibility for others to appear.
He smiled to himself at the thought. If that happened, if the conflict he'd been constructing in Ikebukuro could be brought here... Celty's head would be a slight problem, but things would start to get really enjoyable regardless. Maybe he could add a little more spice with the unique features the Institute had to offer...
[Grell~]
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Albeit a small town.
Grell could never get over how these people could live here. Sure, they probably weren't really alive if the little Z-Problem they had was any indication, but they certainly acted alive. Wasn't it a bit dull to live in a town where everyone knew everyone else and the dirty little secrets were so few? Grell would certainly get bored.
Letting out a sigh, the death god moved down the main road, uncertain where he should go from there. He could stop by a few shops with the money remaining on his card, but what? Nail polish? More beauty supplies? A different shade of lipstick? Oil for his stand-in chainsaw? That would probably be wise, but Grell was never one to spend money wisely.
As he moved, he caught sight of a familiar figure and smiled. Maybe he didn't need to spend the last of his money in order to have a good time. This man (Izaya, was it? Izzy. So much easier to say) had been an interesting partner the last time so why not? Picking up his pace, Grell soon enough brought himself up side by side to the fellow people watcher and smiled wide. "Izzy~ Finding entertainment here, are you?"
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"'Izzy'?" he repeated, with raised eyebrows and a short laugh at the nickname. It sounded odd to his ears-not least of all because Grell was, after all, a new acquaintance-but he was hardly going to protest it with all the vehemence of Shizuo protesting being called 'Shizu-chan'.
A smile had found its way onto his face as Izaya reflected on the entertainment of the day, and if Grell looked closely, he might notice that there was a hidden edge to it. "I've been keeping busy, yes... It's such a quiet little town, though, isn't it? It's enough to make one wish to stir up trouble." Or to encourage someone else to, as was more the case. He added in a hasty-sounding fashion, "But with our 'guards' around, I'm sure that wouldn't end well."
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