would you believe me if I said I am tired of this
DATE: Day 64
CHARACTER(S): Hisoka thosecoldeyes, Watari kansaikami
STATUS: Complete
SUMMARY: A visit turned... interrogation? D:
LOCATION: The Labs
Dropping by the labs had really been along the lines of a whim than anything, though Hisoka really did not think of it as such. Hands shoved in his pants pockets, he found himself more wandering than moving with a purpose as he found his way towards the laboratories.
He didn't feel particularly comfortable here for reasons beyond the most obvious. It wasn't particularly the even more sterile and imposing environment proposed by this place as compared to the rest of the ship. It was instead as visceral and instinctive as some people had a fear of heights. (And yet, he had no doubt that Watari with all of his eccentricities felt perfectly at home.) Hisoka should have said he was coming, clearly, he now realized. Not so much because he was completely out of place, but more for the fact that the labs were restricted from civilians.
He hadn't the faintest idea what exactly to do when faced with the fact that he couldn't go any further, but it wasn't like being around places he didn't belong was something unfamiliar to him. Notably, most notably as of late. But coming here wasn't about that at all. It had been a while since he'd last spoke with Watari, caught up in the tumultuous nature of life in this place and personal circumstances. It would be good to check in with his coworker even though he was quite sure he'd have known if anything were amiss--Tsuzuki would have told him, at least, though it was a presumption on his part that the other man kept steady contact with Watari.
CHARACTER(S): Hisoka thosecoldeyes, Watari kansaikami
STATUS: Complete
SUMMARY: A visit turned... interrogation? D:
LOCATION: The Labs
Dropping by the labs had really been along the lines of a whim than anything, though Hisoka really did not think of it as such. Hands shoved in his pants pockets, he found himself more wandering than moving with a purpose as he found his way towards the laboratories.
He didn't feel particularly comfortable here for reasons beyond the most obvious. It wasn't particularly the even more sterile and imposing environment proposed by this place as compared to the rest of the ship. It was instead as visceral and instinctive as some people had a fear of heights. (And yet, he had no doubt that Watari with all of his eccentricities felt perfectly at home.) Hisoka should have said he was coming, clearly, he now realized. Not so much because he was completely out of place, but more for the fact that the labs were restricted from civilians.
He hadn't the faintest idea what exactly to do when faced with the fact that he couldn't go any further, but it wasn't like being around places he didn't belong was something unfamiliar to him. Notably, most notably as of late. But coming here wasn't about that at all. It had been a while since he'd last spoke with Watari, caught up in the tumultuous nature of life in this place and personal circumstances. It would be good to check in with his coworker even though he was quite sure he'd have known if anything were amiss--Tsuzuki would have told him, at least, though it was a presumption on his part that the other man kept steady contact with Watari.