"Bread Can't Fly In The Sky" And So People Say That I Am Mad!

[break_xerxes]

Who: break_xerxes and izalogic
When: Not long after this
Where: Izaya's place.
Summary: Trolling the network, Break happened upon another troll. Izaya clearly had a story to tell about why he was in so much pain, and Break had a few secrets about his chain that he'd found out since his last death.
Warnings: Possibly trolling each other, silly behaviour and secrets~

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[izalogic]

Messy, was all Izaya could think about the past couple of minutes. He wanted to do a little cleaning before his guest would arrive, but he really didn't have the energy or the desire to do so. Seated on the sofa, Izaya's right leg was stretched on the coffee table before him. The fabric below his knee was tainted in blood and practically damp, but the injury itself wasn't exposed. Which isn't really a smart move on his behalf, to ignore it the way he did, but he figured his body would take care of itself.

That was the whole point of his newly gained 'ability', isn't it? If not, well- he'll probably regret this in the morning.

For now, he was craving many things. Izaya shuffled uncomfortably, trying to shift positions but the agonizing pain was enough to prevent him from moving too much. It had been like this for almost an hour now, and he started to ponder if one could possibly die out of sheer boredom. With that thought in mind, his attention averted to the kitchen. He knew someone was in there, but from where he was seated it was

Backtag?cause I'm so late >_<

[break_xerxes]

Oh? he was going to clean, for Break? how sweet, actually.. it could have been a good thing is he had cleaned. The Clown had never been to Izaya's home before, so he already didn't know the layout, let alone where to expect any mess. This could be bad, and clearly wasn't thought out properly. What if he fell over? or walked into a wall? Izaya was a quick and smart young man, he'd pick up on something like Break fumbling around in a heart beat.

As for this new ability, Mad Hatter was getting stronger on his own, and at no extra cost of Break's life source, however, it was Izaya's new ability he was more interested in, he wanted to see if it was something he could use.

Seeing as how no welcome party was sent to the kitchen to greet Break into the humble abode, he simply snickered and crawled around on the floor, into the room Izaya was resting in. Crawling straight between the couch and coffe table, Izaya's wounded leg ending up resting on Break's back instead. The Clown just smiled and nodded to him.

"Good day for it~♪"

Don't worry about it! I' don't mind backtagging <3

[izalogic]

Izaya had seen many things throughout his short anarchic life, but a grown man crawling around his floor is something worth staring at. Was it bizarre? Yes, in many ways. Was is fortuitous? Not at all.

While Break is not above acting silly and immature, the informative broker anticipated a reason behind such an entrance. My, my; Is he struggling with his visions already? Orihara would practically breathe down his neck until he gets the answers he desires. It is his business to know, after all.

Izaya -who had been busy staring at the growing stain encircling Break's back- made a face, eyebrows furrowed in unrest before he huffed lightly. " Oya, oya. I wouldn't allow my guest to be seated on the ground. " The pain and discomfort were hard to dismiss at this point, Izaya wasn't even trying anymore. Despite that, he was very much pleased with his company.

" I mean- Look~ You messed up your attire already! "

Thank you ♥

[break_xerxes]

Not, there was nothing lucky or to gain of Break crawling around like an animal on the floor. But to those who know of Break from back in his home world, this sight is rather normal. The Clown appearing under your bed, climbing out of widows and under tables, never using doors and travelling through shadows.

It was a shame that Izaya was more alert than Break had anticipated, he'd never thought that just the simplest of movements would lead the information breaker to notice how Break was struggling with his new disability.

As he stood up, and placed Izaya's wounded leg back in its place, he pulled the shoulder of his coat over and acted as if he was looking to where the wet patch had grown. Oh it was a little unsettling, the fact that Hatter rumbled from inside of Break the moment that blood and puss was smelt. Shortly after though, Break plopped himself down on the seat beside his fellow troll.

" Aiyah~ " Waving a floppy sleeve around and dismissing the mess. " Its nothing to worry over, its laundry day tomorrow anyway's~"