Dec 11, 2009 11:11
"Next time," A distinctly male voice breaks through the relative (rare) silence in the Mall, punctuated by the sound of bones cracking as the owner rolls his neck.
"Don't waste my time. Time is money, and you already owe me enough of both."
Akihiko stops suddenly, his shoes skidding against the polished floor and knees locking in place. He's quick enough that he almost manages to scramble back into his door, even grips the edge of the doorframe before it lurches up and away.
Afterward, he sniffs sharply, wiping red powdered residue away from his nostril.
"...Man, when did you get this room!?"
[Ello, I think it's time to try out a Drugihiko, from the same universe as icyfeisty (drugsuru). Treat the psychopath kindly, he isn't slow to lash out :)]
sanada akihiko