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Characters: Spirit Albarn, Katsura Kotaro Santa Claws
Location: Washington DC
Rating: Gen
Time: December 12
Description: After talking to some important people, Spirit and Katsura wander Washington's commercial center to talk about things that guys talk about when Christmas is near.
It wasn't a vacation exactly, but this was one of the easier talks Spirit had been to all month. There had been no demands made, no thinly veiled threats, no subtle inching left and right to gain ground. This hadn't been a negotiation, in the first place, but it was still nice to think of it as surprisingly pleasant, and it hadn't been difficult to say yes to a request for assistance for the southern countries where madness was worse. Shibusen strictly only dealt with kishin eggs and witches on a normal basis, but they could always hit two birds with one stone.
Of course, Spirit might be more pleased than usual because he had come with a friend, and Spirit was very excited to show Katsura around. His usual escorts had been reduced to a meister and weapon pair for formality, but even these agents knew how to hang back and let the deathscythe have his privacy. (Besides, they all knew he would talk about Maka to them every other second, and they would rather avoid it.)
"He's a nice man, isn't he?" Spirit asked as they made their way out of the compound, his escorts taking care of the proper security procedures ahead of them. Usually, he just took a vehicle to the Shibusen base there to step through the mirror to get home, but today, he wanted to walk out so he could show Katsura around town.
Location: Washington DC
Rating: Gen
Time: December 12
Description: After talking to some important people, Spirit and Katsura wander Washington's commercial center to talk about things that guys talk about when Christmas is near.
It wasn't a vacation exactly, but this was one of the easier talks Spirit had been to all month. There had been no demands made, no thinly veiled threats, no subtle inching left and right to gain ground. This hadn't been a negotiation, in the first place, but it was still nice to think of it as surprisingly pleasant, and it hadn't been difficult to say yes to a request for assistance for the southern countries where madness was worse. Shibusen strictly only dealt with kishin eggs and witches on a normal basis, but they could always hit two birds with one stone.
Of course, Spirit might be more pleased than usual because he had come with a friend, and Spirit was very excited to show Katsura around. His usual escorts had been reduced to a meister and weapon pair for formality, but even these agents knew how to hang back and let the deathscythe have his privacy. (Besides, they all knew he would talk about Maka to them every other second, and they would rather avoid it.)
"He's a nice man, isn't he?" Spirit asked as they made their way out of the compound, his escorts taking care of the proper security procedures ahead of them. Usually, he just took a vehicle to the Shibusen base there to step through the mirror to get home, but today, he wanted to walk out so he could show Katsura around town.