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01 - A smell of morning makes the city alive [Video]

Aug 19, 2009 12:08

[PCD video starts up, cracked lens and all, peering down from some place high. The video feed shows... YOU. Kuro's voice lilts almost playfully from above.Tag. You're it ( Read more... )

nose like a dogs but don't tell him that, tag

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[Offline] kill_joo_ded August 20 2009, 01:55:21 UTC

[He's using zetsu, masking his nen as he slinks silently through alleys looking to find his pursuer before he himself can be spotted. Assassination techniques and nen techniques combine to create a stealth that is extremely difficult to match.

With a small grin, he hops from in between two buildings to land on a small railing, head whirling in every which direction for Kuro.]

[Offline] ore_no_machi_da August 20 2009, 02:05:32 UTC

[Kuro clings to the edge of a roof like a monkey, more at home in high places than any four walls and a white picket fence - never seen none of those in Treasure Town neither, Kuro was rather of the opinion that they were a myth, but Shirou really liked the idea - could ever be to him.

Somethings got the hair on the back of his neck standing up on end; he doesn't know why, but he's gonna find out. He tilts his head back and sniffs the air, fingers curling tight around the lattice work like claws.]

[Offline] kill_joo_ded August 20 2009, 03:12:07 UTC

[Not even zetsu can mask a person's scent, as Gon would have likely been able to point out. But Killua is of the opinion that he at least has less body odor than Leorio. From the railing he shoots his way to the opposite end and uses nen to jump onto the roof of the nearest building. It isn't as high up as the one Kuro's on, but he is getting closer, large, blue eyes still forever on the look out.]

[Offline] ore_no_machi_da August 20 2009, 03:26:04 UTC

[Out of the corner of his eye, Kuro sees a flash of white, but by the time he's turned to look, it's gone. He knows it's the kid. Like he knows that Shirou's half a dozen watches will never tell the right time, like he knows what the wind and the air and the sun taste like on a long summer day. It's a faint scent, clean, electric - like a summer lightning storm.

But it's there. If he can just find it. He cocks his head to the right like a dog andb r e a t h e sin.]

[Offline] kill_joo_ded August 20 2009, 06:40:42 UTC

[Killua's eyes widen slightly, a sixth sense making him more alert and anxious. Was someone watching him? Not a chance. They wouldn't be able to sense him either. With a frown, he grabs the edge of the roof and pushes off to the next, landing as silently as always and crouching down in a half-way complete fighting stance.]

[Offline] ore_no_machi_da August 20 2009, 06:56:53 UTC

[Kuro's ears prick at the minute, almost nonexistant crunch of gravel under shoes. He grinned, head swiveling in the direction, muscles tightening in his legs. BINGO.]

[Offline] kill_joo_ded August 20 2009, 16:19:04 UTC

[Okay, now someone's definitely watching him. This new guy is good. That makes everything more interesting, but it also means someone might actually beat him at his own game. That's not quite as fun. He'll just have to step up the game then.

Staying as close to the cement roof as possible as he slowly slides his way to the center, he keeps his eyes and ears open. Shoe landing atop a small pebble, he kicks it to the right while he jumps left. That's where the feeling of being watched is coming from!]

[Offline] ore_no_machi_da August 20 2009, 16:35:27 UTC

[Kuro's head swivels again when a small sound reaches his ears. He frowns, reaching slowly for the pipe strapped to his back. He heard it, he knows he did, but he also knows he's downwind from the noise, and he's not smelling anything.

Something's not right. In a moment, he whirls around, that prickling sense of dread that saves your life right before a building is about to fall down around your ears making his blood boil. Instinctively, he let's out a yowl. He's not used to being surprised.

So close, he can smell the blood. This kid is a killer, or was, in any case; the scent is sort of faded, fainter. More like a bruise than a cut.]

[Offline] kill_joo_ded August 20 2009, 17:08:01 UTC

[Woah! That yell is not something he'd been expecting to hear. One hand dives into his pocket, fingers brushing against a yoyo as he lands hard, not bothering to stay quiet now when his presence is already known.

There! There he is! Pushing off from his crouched landing, he's after Kuro, his free hand held out like a blade and his breathing awkward from the tension. He exudes no bloodlust though, and that grin is just starting to reinstate itself.]

[Offline] ore_no_machi_da August 20 2009, 18:21:19 UTC

[Kuro falls back as the other boy shoots toward him like an arrow. He's fast; the boy's nails just skim his cheek, drawing blood and Kuro hisses, sinking into a crouch only to sail over his head, swinging the pipe down towards his unprotected back.]

[Offline] kill_joo_ded August 20 2009, 19:31:39 UTC

[Killua ducks and rolls out of the way of the pipe before popping back up out of reach. He inspects the small amount of blood on his nails before retracting them and turning around to face the other boy. He almost smiles.]

Tag. You're it.

[Offline] ore_no_machi_da August 20 2009, 21:36:15 UTC

[Kuro lands nimbly on his feet, staring long and hard at the other boy. A thin stream of blood drips down his cheek, unhindered, but he manages something almost like a smile as well, though it's all sharp edges.]

Does that make me the demon?

[Offline] kill_joo_ded August 21 2009, 01:48:12 UTC

[He cocks his head at the choice of diction but doesn't seem too put off.]

Only if you want.

[Offline] ore_no_machi_da August 21 2009, 01:55:14 UTC

[Having lived his entire life in Japan, in Treasure Town, Kuro is unaware of the fact that not everyone in the world refers to the chaser as the 'demon'.

He falls back on his heels, twirling his pipe between his hands. It's a strange sort of standoff, but for once, Kuro doesn't just want to swing wildly. He sounds a bit lost.]

I don't know. No one's ever really lasted this long against me before.

[Offline] kill_joo_ded August 21 2009, 03:38:06 UTC

Really?

[He's been meeting way too many people who can match his strength lately. From the chimera ants back home, to a couple of the people here. He doesn't really understand where Kuro's coming from.]

You should play with me and Gon sometime. It's been a while since we've been able to play a good game with more than two people.

[Offline] ore_no_machi_da August 21 2009, 03:55:45 UTC

[Treasure Town is a small place, cut off by the rest of civilization by water on all sides. The worst Kuro's ever had to contend with are a bunch of measly Yakuza, or cocksure usurpers looking to claim his town as their own. The same way he watches the airplanes fly high overhead and thinks that they're never gonna get there, him and Shirou, he knows there's gotta be worse out there that he just hasn't met yet.

Like the Minotaur.
Or that 'snake' he'd been hearing whispers about all up and down the streets before he'd gotten lost and wound up here - the whispers he'd kept away from Shirou because it wasn't Shirou's job to worry, it was his.]

Games?

[He shifts restlessly from foot to foot, vaguely uneasy. He's simply not used to talking to other people his age - or even at all, really.]

That would be...
[He searches for the word, tasting it on his tongue before letting it slip softly past his lips.]
Nice.

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