Kabuto was humming when he opened the Devil's Nest, mind still on Mizrahi-sensei's class. He cleaned the place completely, making everything shiny-clean in an OCD way, before working on the notes he'd started taking in class that day. He was elaborating on his own views and fleshing out things that Mizrahi-sensei had gotten him thinking about ( Read more... )

Kabuto opened the Devil's Nest as usual, seated behind the counter with a book and a notebook. There really wasn't anything for him to do, since the place was up to his standards of clean, and Musubi-baiting was always a bad idea.

After a completely handwavy dinner date at Ching Tai where they'd had the bright idea that it'd be a whole lot of entertainment to seize the moment and try out the shuriken Kabuto had given her for Christmas, they wandered out to the preserve ( Read more... )

Kabuto was grumpy tonight. His entire schedule had been thrown off by the unfamiliar holiday, and so he'd expected to have the entire night to himself. But, alas, it was not meant to be.

He had one of the books Ino had given him last night, so all was not lost. Still, he hadn't been anticipating work, and that was always an annoyance.

There was something on Cable's mind -- this was not exactly a new phenomenon.

It was enough, however, to drive him to the meditation room several times during the day.

The store was Open. The propietor... had to be there somewhere.

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Kabuto was writing down everything from earlier that afternoon. Seeing people dressed up as "cowboys" was really too funny to go undocumented. The bar had been completely cleaned before he sat down to write, and Musubi was over on her side looking polite-yet-menacing. She was good at that.

(So I'm dealing with Car Issues tonight, so up early ( Read more... )

After leaving a voicemail for Ino, Kabuto picked up his light, almost white-colored cloak and left the Devil's Nest for the park. He staked out a place, making a stash of ready-throw snowballs, and settled in to wait for her to come by.

It had been a fun day. Kabuto didn't really feel like working, but he was behind the bar, as usual.

He entertained himself by doodling nonsense in his notebook.

For a while, at least. Then he left a voicemail for Ino and headed out, leaving Musubi in charge.

It wasn't that Kabuto hadn't seen snow before, it was just that it wasn't terribly common...unless one went to the Wave country. That was why Kabuto was running through some taijutsu exercises outside, instead of studying in his room ( Read more... )

Kabuto was, naturally, behind the bar with a book. He'd abandoned it long enough to make sure the place was well and thoroughly clean, but that was about it. The book was far, far more interesting than work, anyway.