Who: Allen and Kanda
What: Meeting up for a talk/discussion ... possibly some wangst because stuff happens *fails*
When: After
this thread and Allen's latest post
Where: Allen's hotel room
Rating: Tame, worksafe, and all that other such stuff
Fortunately, he hadn't been too far away from the hotel when they were talking over the communicator. With every step he took, Kanda felt calmer, more like himself. The effects of the fruit had lasted a long, long time. He blamed his immune system. He couldn't even remember the last time he had gotten sick. Things like that surely must have disrupted his immunity to odd diseases.
He was beginning to forget why he wanted to do this again, but it was still bothering him to be done. Kanda paused at Allen's door. On any normal day, he would have barged in and snapped at the younger boy for the first thing that came to his mind, but today...
He knocked.
And frowned slightly.
Damn fruit.