[Action/Video] Christmas Eve with Mr. Scrooge
[The sun has set. He strolls down the snow covered streets of the city in dark clothes - thick boots, black sweats, his usual backless shirt, a black coat, leather gloves. His hair brushes against his stitched up cheeks with each step. His breath puffs out in thick white clouds, testament to how low the temperature has dropped.
He enjoyed the quiet of winter. Quiet, it was...all he'd ever asked for. To have a bit of peace for himself. He sure as Hell didn't deserve it, but he didn't care. He took every advantage he could, and here was one. His green-and-blood filled eyes look up at the stars, patient while the fog of his breath fades, and he feels peaceful. Nothing to think about, barely any obligations here.
Barely anyone here, in the big picture. No one to hunt, no one to kill, no one to worry about killing in order for him to survive.
...fucking boring.
And where was Hidan? He should be out of those damn catacombs by now. Kakuzu had looked everywhere in those caves...
...he should have just accepted it then. He should accept it now. He was cheating death, so life was cheating him. It was inevitable. And for the first time since he got here, getting what he wanted made him alone. No...no...
Lonely. He was nothing more than a lonely old man with too much power and not enough ways to use it. And he had to face that too - having power here was a joke. There were people with more than he had, and he'd accepted that before. But he couldn't even do what he was raised and trained to do without getting most of the city after him. There was no benifit to that anymore. His existence here meant he was out of a purpose, out of a goal. And to Hell with making a new one, Kakuzu had realized long ago that he was never going to change.
He picked up walking again, unaware of the watch hanging open at his hip. Over the feed, people will hear a smooth baritone rumble out a single sentence.]
This holiday is pointless.
He enjoyed the quiet of winter. Quiet, it was...all he'd ever asked for. To have a bit of peace for himself. He sure as Hell didn't deserve it, but he didn't care. He took every advantage he could, and here was one. His green-and-blood filled eyes look up at the stars, patient while the fog of his breath fades, and he feels peaceful. Nothing to think about, barely any obligations here.
Barely anyone here, in the big picture. No one to hunt, no one to kill, no one to worry about killing in order for him to survive.
...fucking boring.
And where was Hidan? He should be out of those damn catacombs by now. Kakuzu had looked everywhere in those caves...
...he should have just accepted it then. He should accept it now. He was cheating death, so life was cheating him. It was inevitable. And for the first time since he got here, getting what he wanted made him alone. No...no...
Lonely. He was nothing more than a lonely old man with too much power and not enough ways to use it. And he had to face that too - having power here was a joke. There were people with more than he had, and he'd accepted that before. But he couldn't even do what he was raised and trained to do without getting most of the city after him. There was no benifit to that anymore. His existence here meant he was out of a purpose, out of a goal. And to Hell with making a new one, Kakuzu had realized long ago that he was never going to change.
He picked up walking again, unaware of the watch hanging open at his hip. Over the feed, people will hear a smooth baritone rumble out a single sentence.]
This holiday is pointless.