Officially back from hiatus...but my internet time is very limited.
*Komui walks out the door of his lab. He's not headed far, just to the closet across the hall for some supplies. But when he opens it, a large square cardboard box catches his eye. Especially since it's open and there's some very familiar black fabric folded neatly in the top. He reaches inside, pulling out the sleek material and holding it up. That's what he thought. He'd recognize that outfit anywhere. It's his old superhero uniform, cape attatched to what looks to be skin-tight black footy pajamas. He can't help grinning a little. God, it's been a long time since he's seen this thing. Peering back into the box, he sees a bunch more stuff, photos and magazines and newspaper clippings among other things. And they all have to do with him. Getting a little nostalgic now, because this is his old life. The life he lived for. He picks up a photo, recognizing it immediately. He and Bak on a rooftop somewhere, in costume, faces turned gracefully towards each other, lips almost touching for a kiss. Johhny had snapped that photo. The pose had been a joke, really, but it had ended up being Komui's favorite one. He stands there in the hall, uniform still in hand, taking it in for the hundredth time. Not really sure what to think.*
(ooc: So Komui found a bunch of his old stuff from when he was a superhero. And here's a reference for how he looks in uniform, for your enjoyment. Yes, I did draw it myself because I'm a geek for him. :3)
(ooc: So Komui found a bunch of his old stuff from when he was a superhero. And here's a reference for how he looks in uniform, for your enjoyment. Yes, I did draw it myself because I'm a geek for him. :3)
