[Open] Yes, this means I've off hiatus.

[kwanijima]

WHO:Wanijima Kaito, Jade Curtis and anyone who wants to have a drink and a smoke with the foul mouthed cop.
WHAT:Kaito decides to drink off his disappointment frustration annoyance with his brothers and subordinate.
WHERE:The Tavern
WHEN:Late evening

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[kwanijima]

Kaito had not heard anything about this 'Ta-ta-ru-su' that the other man was talking about. But considering the number of different worlds, dimensions and spaces that had collapsed into this world, he should not be surprised. Taking out his pen, he tore out a page from his journal and spread it out on the counter top between them, his hands sketching a swift but detailed diagram of how he remembered a bazooka to be like.



He shook his head as he chuckled to himself. Seemed that some of the drilling of engineering concepts his father had done years ago had stuck despite Kaito's best efforts to block out anything and everything the bastard was.

[kwanijima]

Looking up in shock, Kaito tried to mask his anxiety by taking another huge gulp of his ale and another puff on his cigarette. Damn, he was getting complacent. In a quick movement, he crushed the slip of paper into a ball and tucked his pen back into his pockets.

"I said I was a police officer, didn't I?" he smiled in what he hoped was an innocent manner.

[kwanijima]

Show off, Kaito thought with a fond, though airy, smile. "So you make icicles when you are drunk?"

Speaking of which, he might just be feeling a little giddy after all. His insides were beginning to feel warmer than when he first started drinking, and the ale was beginning to taste a little better. Were those lights he saw on the ceiling?

Pretty.

[kwanijima]

Kaito shook his head and leaned back, trying to get away from having some bastard's face that close to him. If that was one thing Kaito liked, it was his personal space and hell, drunk or not, nobody was going to invade it. Besides, he was not drunk. Far from it.

Really.

"Oh no, you are so drunk," the silver haired man replied, blue eyes sparkling with amusement. "Other than icicles, what else do you make when you're smashed, buddy?"

[kwanijima]

"What powers do you have?" If Kaito could believe the last bit, then this Jade had the powers of necromancy, ice and fire. Hell, talk about overkill. Snuffing out his own cigarette, Kaito picked up the remaining full glass on the table and drained it with a tip of the head.

[kwanijima]

Blue eyes narrowed, but still Kaito kept his pleasant smile on his face. Never would do to show weakness. Not to anyone and especially not to some stranger in a bar in a strange place with strange powers that he could not fathom.

"I'm just human, normal kind of guy." The police officer shrugged. "But I'm under the impression you are a little different."

[kwanijima]

"Shakespeare," Kaito murmured, a hint of approval in his voice. Not that he liked that bastard's works, but he did make it a point to make sure his brother stayed well read. No reason for Akito to be an uneducated bum simply because Kaito didn't like the idea of sending him to school.

Upon noticing the expression on the bartender's face though, Kaito could not help but chuckle aloud. "What he said," he added. "With a hell lot more gun waving and death threats."

[kwanijima]

Fear. Ah, damn. Kaito missed seeing that in somebody else's face. Taking a sip of the wine, Kaito frowned. Cheap shit. But hell, the drinks here were all free. What did he expect anyway?

"Just one of them, really." Except he handpicked this one, which really, was the only excuse he could give for taking this entire business so personally. "Boy meets girl, girl got boy from balls to brain. Boy is a retard. The end."