[CLOSED, INCOMPLETE]
Characters: ih8spiders, hatedriven
Location: somewhere in the Financial/Service district
Rating: PG
Time: December 28 mid-afternoon (backdated)
Description: Kurapika finally manages to track Sasuke down for a long-overdue talk.
The past few days sucked, with the loss of Lucerne and the uneasy way with which they left Liechtenstein--they managed to evacuate all but the most stubborn of civilians and personnel, so they could consider their mission done, but the easygoing way with which its royal family and their supporters treated the war was frustrating to see. And then he'd come back to find himself being accosted by Nobunaga, engaging in fruitless arguments with Saralegui, and it even started to snow, of all things. Needless to say, Kurapika had been forced to sequester himself in their flat during the blizzard in the interests of preserving his health--he absolutely couldn't stand the cold, and after going to Greenland he wasn't about to try his luck again with temperatures as they were.
He could have just called Sasuke, but something like this was best done face-to-face, his questions were best asked personally, and he imagined that the answers would be a lot easier to understand if Sasuke gave them to him straight. So the moment he felt that he'd be able to withstand the cold, he put on a thick jacket and ventured out to check the district that he knew Sasuke had been patrolling.
His boots crunched through the snow still piled on the streets--it was odd and surreal to see so much white in the middle of the desert--and it took a lot more effort than it normally would because he still ached in several different places, bone bruises and welts from recklessly blocking the blows from Nobunaga's wooden practice sword. The Financial District was relatively easy to traverse, at least, and there weren't that very many people out and about, which should make spotting his quarry a bit easier, and sure enough, he found Sasuke rounding a corner ahead of him, dark head down and brooding. Kurapika took a deep breath and jogged the short distance to catch up with the other boy.
Location: somewhere in the Financial/Service district
Rating: PG
Time: December 28 mid-afternoon (backdated)
Description: Kurapika finally manages to track Sasuke down for a long-overdue talk.
The past few days sucked, with the loss of Lucerne and the uneasy way with which they left Liechtenstein--they managed to evacuate all but the most stubborn of civilians and personnel, so they could consider their mission done, but the easygoing way with which its royal family and their supporters treated the war was frustrating to see. And then he'd come back to find himself being accosted by Nobunaga, engaging in fruitless arguments with Saralegui, and it even started to snow, of all things. Needless to say, Kurapika had been forced to sequester himself in their flat during the blizzard in the interests of preserving his health--he absolutely couldn't stand the cold, and after going to Greenland he wasn't about to try his luck again with temperatures as they were.
He could have just called Sasuke, but something like this was best done face-to-face, his questions were best asked personally, and he imagined that the answers would be a lot easier to understand if Sasuke gave them to him straight. So the moment he felt that he'd be able to withstand the cold, he put on a thick jacket and ventured out to check the district that he knew Sasuke had been patrolling.
His boots crunched through the snow still piled on the streets--it was odd and surreal to see so much white in the middle of the desert--and it took a lot more effort than it normally would because he still ached in several different places, bone bruises and welts from recklessly blocking the blows from Nobunaga's wooden practice sword. The Financial District was relatively easy to traverse, at least, and there weren't that very many people out and about, which should make spotting his quarry a bit easier, and sure enough, he found Sasuke rounding a corner ahead of him, dark head down and brooding. Kurapika took a deep breath and jogged the short distance to catch up with the other boy.