Over Dinner Like Old Friends [CLOSED]
WHO: Claire Bennet [oww_pavement], Sakuya Kira [comedawn] & Yue Katou [limboed]
WHAT: A companionable dinner amongst good friends.
WHERE: Castillo Di Sabbia, the Harbour.
WHEN: Day 108, 6pm.
This was starting to feel repetitive. Tugging sulkily on the black tie he had added to the costume that had remained in his possession ever since his first date with Kira that now felt oh so long ago, Katou led both of them down to the Harbour where they were to meet up with Claire. It had been a good idea; there was no doubt about it. After the confusion all three of them had gone through yesterday, it was best to simply gather as friends and settle down for a companionable dinner. And no doubt that would get Kira functioning again. He needed this.
Turning his head to throw a side-ways glance at his scholar best-friend, Katou furrowed his eyebrows. He didn’t like the way he had been talking through the journal today - he was… troubled. Or something else. Nonetheless, there were things resting in his mind, residues of the previous events that the junkie was determined to clean out as soon as possible. There was no use worrying about it, chewing on it like this. Kira was Kira and no matter what he seemed to think, Kira was not Lucifer. For God’s sake.
Well, enough about that. Closing the space between them suddenly, Katou flung an arm over his friend’s shoulders and pulled him close, giving a small grin. Things would be just fine. “We’re gonna have fun tonight, eh?” he said, locking eyes with the scholar and raising his eyebrows comically. Yeah. Just the three of them. Together.
It was starting to darken in the streets as they caught sight of the fancy little restaurant at the edge of the beach, its doorway lit with old oil-lamps. And, certain that everything would turn out well; Katou looked himself around, hunting for Claire, arm still fondly holding Kira in place.
WHAT: A companionable dinner amongst good friends.
WHERE: Castillo Di Sabbia, the Harbour.
WHEN: Day 108, 6pm.
This was starting to feel repetitive. Tugging sulkily on the black tie he had added to the costume that had remained in his possession ever since his first date with Kira that now felt oh so long ago, Katou led both of them down to the Harbour where they were to meet up with Claire. It had been a good idea; there was no doubt about it. After the confusion all three of them had gone through yesterday, it was best to simply gather as friends and settle down for a companionable dinner. And no doubt that would get Kira functioning again. He needed this.
Turning his head to throw a side-ways glance at his scholar best-friend, Katou furrowed his eyebrows. He didn’t like the way he had been talking through the journal today - he was… troubled. Or something else. Nonetheless, there were things resting in his mind, residues of the previous events that the junkie was determined to clean out as soon as possible. There was no use worrying about it, chewing on it like this. Kira was Kira and no matter what he seemed to think, Kira was not Lucifer. For God’s sake.
Well, enough about that. Closing the space between them suddenly, Katou flung an arm over his friend’s shoulders and pulled him close, giving a small grin. Things would be just fine. “We’re gonna have fun tonight, eh?” he said, locking eyes with the scholar and raising his eyebrows comically. Yeah. Just the three of them. Together.
It was starting to darken in the streets as they caught sight of the fancy little restaurant at the edge of the beach, its doorway lit with old oil-lamps. And, certain that everything would turn out well; Katou looked himself around, hunting for Claire, arm still fondly holding Kira in place.