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pickldpineapple in maisondeportes

[active/open] Backdated before Shisui's post

Dec 30, 2011 15:54

Who: Mukuro and you
Where: The Greenhouse
When: Day 005
What: Mukuro finds a butterfly
Warnings: Mukuro's issues... and him being a confused moody little brat.

( and then he learned the ground really could grow hair )

susan ivanova (babylon 5), *open, @first house: gardner's wing, rokudo mukuro (katekyo hitman reborn), &day 005

Comments 11

alwaysaboom December 31 2011, 22:59:54 UTC

Ivanova is exploring through the gardener's wing, after he own encounter with a butterfly when she senses someone else there, slightly before she sees him.

She looks into the garden area, seeing a small boy there. She hadn't know that there were children besides Nina here.

pickldpineapple January 3 2012, 16:21:43 UTC

Mukuro turns his head to the stranger. He wasn't sure what he should do about all these knew... feelings in his head. Did he want to be held, or didn't he? He was pretty certain he didn't want his hair touched. His hair was special because only he could touch it. It was also too close to touching his bandaged eye.... he didn't want anyone touching that.

After and other moment of thought he decided he would try to be held. All the adults here seemed pretty compliant in giving him what he wanted... and more, which was kind of annoying. This person probably would too.

If not he could always bite her and run away to get Shisui.

So he trots over to the woman, tugs on her pants let and lifts his arms up.

alwaysaboom January 3 2012, 18:03:03 UTC

Ivanova hesitated because the sudden increase in her telepathic powers was amplified by physical contact, and she wasn't sure what to do about that. But, Luke was teaching her how to get it all under control.

She kneels and picks the boy up, since that seemed to be what he wanted, and this place couldn't be easy on a child.

"Hello, who are you?"

pickldpineapple January 4 2012, 19:10:53 UTC

It was almost strange how obedient the adults were to him here, it was quite the confusing contrast to what the adults were like back in the laboratory. Though sometimes he found the men in white coats were easier to deal with. They knew he didn't talk, and they knew not to touch his hair. It was a little frustrating trying to get all these new people to learn his rules.

Her question wasn't easy either. The blonde man said his name was 'Rokudo Mukuro'... which was a weird name the way all the sounds were put together, which he guess sort of made sense since the blonde man was weird too. Still, he liked the weird name better than 'Number sixty-nine' like he was called in the labs. Having a name made him special. He hoped 'Rokudo Mukuro' was a fancy name. He really wanted a fancy name.

In the end he just lets out a huffy little sigh as an answer to her question.

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mercyforcruelty January 7 2012, 06:51:28 UTC

It wasn't that Nahollo liked being in greenhouses, or that he had any particular great fondness for being in places that had growing things- but the greenhouse was at least a larger space than he'd been managing with for a while. Frankly, he was tired, and this was as close to being outside as he'd been since the other night.

It helps that the greenhouse was warm, which would be a great help when he had no shirt and just a hooded cloak. The teenager froze after a moment, eyes locked on Mukuro for a brief moment as something sharp cut through the general background noise dulling his death-sense- something that made the bile rise in the back of his throat, made him practically taste blood, and fall flat on his ass, grey eyes locked on the small boy in front of him.

He was unaware of the completely strangled yelp he made, or the way he fell into a very distinct pattern of breathing, carefully keeping a mid-point between thin hyperventilation breaths and deep gasping ones. So much of it-- what the hell--This place was trying his sanity ( ... )

pickldpineapple January 12 2012, 04:56:32 UTC

Mukuro just turned to the stranger to look at him, and tilted his head. Was he broken? He looked it. The weird breathing, the noise, and he was on the ground. The only difference was he couldn't see any blood or insides, and he was doing that shaky thing on the ground. Hm, maybe he was broken in a different way.

Regardless there was nothing he could do about it. Someone would deal with it, take him out on the cart or something. Besides, if he was broken and started leaking, he didn't want him to get it on the green hair. That was his green hair. He found it first.