[log | week 15, day 2 (backdated)] 地霊達の帰宅
Who: Chrome, Mukuro, Matt, Elfangor, Chikusa if he wants in (chikusaaaaaaaa)
Status: Closed
Style: Action pewpew
Where: Kokuyo's Healthy Land The amazing abode of Mukuro, Chrome, Chikusa, Jessica, and Matt
When: Week 15, Day 2
Warnings: Language? Mukuro?
Summary: Mukuro is Mukuro and proceeds to Mukuro all around the house, getting Mukuro in everyone else's business. Also he kicks out a blue alien.
[It has been an eventful few days.
The revival and return from death having been properly celebrated, Mukuro and Chrome, consummate businesspeople, wasted no time in returning to the matter of making sure that their little operation was continuing to run smoothly. The week of hellish destruction and death and madness had of course set them back, put them behind schedule. At the same time, it has knocked out a fair number of those Mukuro would consider to be his enemies in this place - and Mukuro thrives on chaos.
So, business. Chikusa having been left to take care of their supplier (Jessica), it falls to Mukuro and Chrome to ensure the safety of the product.
Yomisato is largely ruined, and those parts of the city where their product moves - the slums, the streets lined with whorehouses and opium dens - have taken the brunt of the damage. Yomisato is a city carved into stone, but brothels (where V is a hot commodity) make use of curtains and rice-paper barriers, for privacy, and so they are susceptible to fire. Chrome steps gingerly over the ashen remains of a bed while Mukuro twirls the head of his trident in his palm, considering. The manager of one establishment pleads with him: many of the whores themselves are dead now, and others are fled. Some, in fact, have broken in to the offices in the back and taken as much money as they could carry on their persons. There will be delays in payment. There will have to be allowances made. He will need another month at least, to bounce back from all of this. To replace his women, to rebuild, to regain enough money to finish his payments.
Mukuro tells him he has a week and a half, cheerfully. He thinks perhaps he will come back in a day or two and kill him. Sure, they will replace him, and it's far too early to even think about trying to do any real damage to Yomisato's underworld. But no one will miss him, and it will alleviate the annoyance of having to work peaceably with these people, for a time. And perhaps whoever succeeds him will not be so slow.
The evening, he spent together with Chrome. They ate dango at a tea house and hunted down a wayward drug runner who had made off with a chunk of money and product. Chrome sat with her arms folded in her lap and asked questions, politely, with a tiny voice. Mukuro took a pair of flat-nosed pliers and extracted teeth, one by one.
Overall, a successful night.
It is dawn when they arrive at home. Mukuro, for one, fully intends to sleep the day away, and he suppresses a yawn as he opens the front door.]
Status: Closed
Style: Action pewpew
Where: Kokuyo's Healthy Land The amazing abode of Mukuro, Chrome, Chikusa, Jessica, and Matt
When: Week 15, Day 2
Warnings: Language? Mukuro?
Summary: Mukuro is Mukuro and proceeds to Mukuro all around the house, getting Mukuro in everyone else's business. Also he kicks out a blue alien.
[It has been an eventful few days.
The revival and return from death having been properly celebrated, Mukuro and Chrome, consummate businesspeople, wasted no time in returning to the matter of making sure that their little operation was continuing to run smoothly. The week of hellish destruction and death and madness had of course set them back, put them behind schedule. At the same time, it has knocked out a fair number of those Mukuro would consider to be his enemies in this place - and Mukuro thrives on chaos.
So, business. Chikusa having been left to take care of their supplier (Jessica), it falls to Mukuro and Chrome to ensure the safety of the product.
Yomisato is largely ruined, and those parts of the city where their product moves - the slums, the streets lined with whorehouses and opium dens - have taken the brunt of the damage. Yomisato is a city carved into stone, but brothels (where V is a hot commodity) make use of curtains and rice-paper barriers, for privacy, and so they are susceptible to fire. Chrome steps gingerly over the ashen remains of a bed while Mukuro twirls the head of his trident in his palm, considering. The manager of one establishment pleads with him: many of the whores themselves are dead now, and others are fled. Some, in fact, have broken in to the offices in the back and taken as much money as they could carry on their persons. There will be delays in payment. There will have to be allowances made. He will need another month at least, to bounce back from all of this. To replace his women, to rebuild, to regain enough money to finish his payments.
Mukuro tells him he has a week and a half, cheerfully. He thinks perhaps he will come back in a day or two and kill him. Sure, they will replace him, and it's far too early to even think about trying to do any real damage to Yomisato's underworld. But no one will miss him, and it will alleviate the annoyance of having to work peaceably with these people, for a time. And perhaps whoever succeeds him will not be so slow.
The evening, he spent together with Chrome. They ate dango at a tea house and hunted down a wayward drug runner who had made off with a chunk of money and product. Chrome sat with her arms folded in her lap and asked questions, politely, with a tiny voice. Mukuro took a pair of flat-nosed pliers and extracted teeth, one by one.
Overall, a successful night.
It is dawn when they arrive at home. Mukuro, for one, fully intends to sleep the day away, and he suppresses a yawn as he opens the front door.]