[ heheheheh actually, after a particularly brutal encounter earlier this week, messing with Shizu-chan is sounding really appealing. if he can invoke some deserved anger, it will make him feel better about getting beat up by Claire. just a little. and no one was going to get on his bad side for messing with Shizuo either, so it was really a win-win situation.
it is probably apparent that he is injured (bandage on his face, bandages peeking out from his shirt near the collarbone, big bruise on the jaw, swollen clumsy fingers on his right hand), and has been hurt by someone other than Shizuo contrary to his expectations, but all of that retains the possibility of being ignored.
because Izaya is approaching from behind quietly, attempting to give him a smack on the back of the head to send his face on a collision course with the ice cream. ]
[...well, his day had been perfectly relaxing up until now.
he had just lifted the cone to his face, when suddenly something nudged him ever so slightly from behind- the force probably wasn't as strong as the culprit had intended, but his nose did connect with the ice cream, leaving an embarrassing green imprint.
he didn't even have to turn around to figure out who was behind him.]
. . . . . you. . .
[predictably, the various injuries the man had sustained went completely ignored for the time being. he simply stood up slowly, glaring over his shoulder, surrounded by a familiar eerie silence that was usually followed by mass destruction.]
[he's got one hand on the bench he'd just been sitting on, looking as if he's ready to tear it from the ground at any moment. the only difference between the ice cream cone and the cigarette that he'd normally be holding was that the dessert hadn't been crushed in his palm yet - rather, it seemed like he was making a conscious effort not to destroy it.]
[ Guess who is suddenly popping over your left shoulder? Some squirt you've never seen before in some weird knock off infantry uniform! ]
Hey hey! Big Brother, where'd you get that?
[ Elliot didn't tell him and his brother about ice cream around here! He just showed them where they had to live and stuff-- and how to work the Seal-- all boring useless stuff! Ice cream, now that was where it's at! ]
[Shizuo glances over his shoulder - and, well, let's save the questions about that uniform for later. he does raise an eyebrow curiously, though. why would some kid be dressed like that?]
Ah. 's just over here.
[he stands, nodding in the direction of an ice cream parlor set up just across from the park. he's made a point of remembering the best locations to get stuff like this!]
[You think that uniform's weird, wait till you see it in red.]
Big Brother should take us there!
[And suddenly you're seeing double as another boy, nearly identical from the first pops up on your right side. He's leaning in close to you with a big eager smile. They're such cute little kids, how could you ever say no?]
[. . . and he double-takes over the other shoulder. Well, at the least, he's used to dealing with another set of twin kids back home!
Shrugging his shoulders, he stands up from the bench, glancing back at the two almost-identical boys. Well, why the hell not? He's got nothing better to do.]
1/? i'm sorry LFMSDKLsablemeisterMarch 5 2011, 04:02:43 UTC
[ on his way to visit (or try to visit) Kid, Crona can't help but take a detour through the park, shyly sticking to the edges of the pathway but enjoying the breeze and lively scenery all the same. he's passing by a couple of benches when-- huh!? ]
Re: 1/? i'm sorry LFMSDKLsablemeisterMarch 5 2011, 04:05:05 UTC
[ hmm... the meister can't help but feel a little curious about the man in the bartender outfit, and after his conversation with Mr Claire concerning the subject, Crona wants to...put it into use again. maybe he can attain just a little of the manly mystique the other had employed for such a task. ]
Hmm...
[ still a little away, Crona slips behind a lamp pole (he's thin, but it doesn't conceal him entirely...), leveling a concentrating eye on the other, as well as the ice cream.
ah nvm done HAsablemeisterMarch 5 2011, 04:06:40 UTC
[ urgrhjghgh after a few seconds he sighs, a grimace pulling at the corner of his mouth. how had Mr Claire done this???
chocolate...that's pretty normal. so this guy...must be normal! --wait, but there's that mint chocolate chip, so...maybe he has a secret! something that makes him....not normal! like a secret identity, or something???
Crona continues to stare quite hard, attempting to figure out details about the man simply by the ice cream he's eating. it isn't working very well. ]
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Two different flavors, huh?
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[i'm having a blast imagining the cig in all these icons to be a giant ice cream cone.]
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It's kinda hard when you like more than one flavor, especially when you're in the mood for both- but that's the best way to go!
I'm sorta in the mood for banana flavor. [Taps chin.]
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[he stares in the direction of the ice cream place.] You should take a look... they've probably got it.
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it is probably apparent that he is injured (bandage on his face, bandages peeking out from his shirt near the collarbone, big bruise on the jaw, swollen clumsy fingers on his right hand), and has been hurt by someone other than Shizuo contrary to his expectations, but all of that retains the possibility of being ignored.
because Izaya is approaching from behind quietly, attempting to give him a smack on the back of the head to send his face on a collision course with the ice cream. ]
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he had just lifted the cone to his face, when suddenly something nudged him ever so slightly from behind- the force probably wasn't as strong as the culprit had intended, but his nose did connect with the ice cream, leaving an embarrassing green imprint.
he didn't even have to turn around to figure out who was behind him.]
. . . . . you. . .
[predictably, the various injuries the man had sustained went completely ignored for the time being. he simply stood up slowly, glaring over his shoulder, surrounded by a familiar eerie silence that was usually followed by mass destruction.]
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Hey, Shizu-chan. It's really been too long. We should catch up. Don't you think so?
[ as he speaks, he's reaching into his pocket for his flickblade, holding it without removing his hand from inside his jacket. ]
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[he's got one hand on the bench he'd just been sitting on, looking as if he's ready to tear it from the ground at any moment. the only difference between the ice cream cone and the cigarette that he'd normally be holding was that the dessert hadn't been crushed in his palm yet - rather, it seemed like he was making a conscious effort not to destroy it.]
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M-May I propose an inquiry?
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That frozen treat. Where did you acquire it?
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I found this place 'cause it's close to the park. You want one? [does he really even have to ask?]
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Hey hey! Big Brother, where'd you get that?
[ Elliot didn't tell him and his brother about ice cream around here! He just showed them where they had to live and stuff-- and how to work the Seal-- all boring useless stuff! Ice cream, now that was where it's at! ]
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Ah. 's just over here.
[he stands, nodding in the direction of an ice cream parlor set up just across from the park. he's made a point of remembering the best locations to get stuff like this!]
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Big Brother should take us there!
[And suddenly you're seeing double as another boy, nearly identical from the first pops up on your right side. He's leaning in close to you with a big eager smile. They're such cute little kids, how could you ever say no?]
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Shrugging his shoulders, he stands up from the bench, glancing back at the two almost-identical boys. Well, why the hell not? He's got nothing better to do.]
You two coming?
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Hmm...
[ still a little away, Crona slips behind a lamp pole (he's thin, but it doesn't conceal him entirely...), leveling a concentrating eye on the other, as well as the ice cream.
chocolate...mint...chocolate chip... ]
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chocolate...that's pretty normal. so this guy...must be normal! --wait, but there's that mint chocolate chip, so...maybe he has a secret! something that makes him....not normal! like a secret identity, or something???
Crona continues to stare quite hard, attempting to figure out details about the man simply by the ice cream he's eating. it isn't working very well. ]
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