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[hypermonk]

Who: Nagi & Genkaku
Where: Terra, primary school thing
When: Uh, after school finishes
Summary: Genkaku is stalking like a stalking thing
Rating: Um...I want to say R
Other: Nope

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[striginae]

If Genkaku had an obsession with Nagi, then it certainly wasn't reciprocated -- Nagi wanted nothing more than to forget that the other existed, to leave his past at Deadman Wonderland behind and start anew. Because dwelling on pain, dwelling on past amounted to nothing -- moving forward was the only thing he could do, right? And so he certainly wasn't expecting any visitors that day. And certainly not from Genkaku

[hypermonk]

"Ya know, Owl. I’m kinda jealous of your kids." The monk replied as he turned his head to watch a few of them run off. "I mean, they don’t deserve you."

Of course Genkaku was aware that Nagi could blow his head off at any second -- but it kinda didn’t matter really, not when Genkaku could just nullify the Deadman shit, not to mention he had two large machine guns that were on his back. But no, no he just wanted to have a little chat with a old friend and so the monk with a proud and tall posture started to walk towards Owl.

"Can’t I just--" He paused as he settled an elbow on the desk, lazily flipping through the text books with a bored expression. "Heh, what the hell are kids learning these days." And for a few silent moments he continued to flip through the pages before looking towards the other. His mouth pulled into a slightly violent smirk and a hand running through his hair.

"Catching up on old times ain’t such a bad thing, right?"

[striginae]

It was a precarious gamble that he was playing, and he watched with narrowed eyes as the other drew forward. Unsure if Genkaku was merely waiting to turn to violence, or truly just wanted a conversation. (Poor Owl, wise of the forest, but not of its hunter -- had no idea that what little power that he held was nigh useless now.) And he couldn't help but bite down the tiniest tendril of fear that crept up his throat, as narrow fingers flipped through the textbook -- colorful drawings staring up amidst the array of words.

(You already stole the one person I love from me. I will not allow you to harm anyone else.)

"The children are innocent, there is nothing that they do not deserve." The hand hovering by his belt clenched to a fist, nails digging into the skin of his palms. "Least of all myself."

[hypermonk]

Was what this? Was Nagi giving Genkaku a lecture? Oho and this self-bashing was pretty funny too. Did Nagi suddenly reduce into a puddle of angst? Well couldn’t blame the guy really - but Genkaku always thought it was cute either way.

"Come on, man." His lips twisting into a feral grin and eyes narrowed in a serpent-like fashion. "They kinda give nothing back." But what the hell did kids have to do with the conversation anyway.

He tilted forward slightly and then grabbed the guitar case from behind his back, the corner of his lips turning upwards. "Gotta say though, kinda want you to listen to my new gig." Fingers unzipping it. "Kinda for your chick, you know? Well, before I killed her anyway."