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If you have to make friends, make friends with psychos.

Mar 23, 2010 22:33

WHO: Takaya Sakaki and Katurian Katurian
WHERE: OUT IN PUBLIC.
WHEN: Pre-Tuesday March 23rd. Sometime around there.
WARNINGS: enemies arch-nemeses rivals Takaya and Katurian being around one another.
SUMMARY: An awkward but nonthreatening meet-up between two not-buddies. It will be a fun day.
FORMAT: Para to start, then whatever it turns into.

( At least you know for sure whether or not they'll stab you in the back. )

katurian katurian | the pillowman, † takaya sakaki | son of nyx

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afeatherpillow March 24 2010, 15:53:04 UTC

Katurian had spent the morning taking care of Joseph Bender, a man who was once dying of the bread plague (and was healed) and was currently dying of pancreatic cancer (which wouldn't heal), although he was in good spirits for missing the former, telling Katurian that when he died, he fully planned to stay dead, thank you very much. He didn't know that Katurian was an import, nor did he know a thing about his history, so the irony was lost on him. Katurian smiled and nodded, but didn't agree - or disagree, for that matter. He still hadn't decided which was better ( ... )

messiah_maybe March 25 2010, 01:30:03 UTC

It was a long moment before Takaya bothered opening his eyes to see whom it was that had approached him - he'd been tempted to ignore them completely; act like just another homeless man, one of the wasted youth. But there was a chance it was someone who either wanted him dead or was an imPort, and he couldn't take the chance (as much as he'd like to and ignore it all.) He opened one yellowy eye, slightly unfocused and glazed, but he instantly opened them both fully and focused when he recognized Katurian.

There wasn't enough in him to say something witty or sarcastic, not right now. So he just closed his eyes and rested the back of his skull against the brick wall behind him.

"What a curious meeting."

His voice didn't hold the tenor of liveliness it usually did - was flatter with exhaustion, and though his stare was as impersonal and cold as ever, there wasn't as much malice in it as usual.

afeatherpillow March 25 2010, 01:50:11 UTC

Katurian wondered if he should turn the other direction and walk away. He also wondered if he should call the police, because Takaya was dangerous and psychotic and should be locked away until he was gone for good, but Katurian didn't move. Somehow. He didn't reach for his communicator. He just stood there.

"You survived the undead," he said. He was frightened of Takaya, but the other man's exhaustion lulled him into a sense of security, somewhat. His voice trembled only slightly.

messiah_maybe March 25 2010, 02:16:37 UTC

"I managed." He paused here, opening one eye again. "Shadows are more vicious than those shambling wights stricken dumb by their affliction. To assume I would fall to them is insulting." He attempted to put more vigor and insult into his voice to prove this, but it fell flat and he just sighed, moving from a sitting position to his knees in front of Katurian, placing a palm on the brick in preparation of moving to his feet.

"You did as well. It seems, however, that you have come out of it a bit less...worn than I have."

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