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 Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:32 am
(((OOC: Being sick sucks a**... But I did have strange dreams with Daniel Jackson in them... *blink*)))
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Muraki looked unsure for quite some time. "I... I would like it if you came with me, Oriya-kun." the teen spoke quietly. "It wouldn't feel right... going back there by myself so soon."
'Or safe...' he thought to himself, knowing that if Saki caught him alone... he would certainly be hard pressed to defend himself.
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(((OOC: Muraki as a teen, in my brain, makes me think of him as incredibly shy. I guess I always thought that it was Oriya, and his personal drive to kill Saki after Saki's dead, that made Muraki as outgoing as he is in the manga and anime. But who knows. He seemed like a rather shy kid.)))
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Laughing softly, Muraki nodded. "I would like it very much if you'd accompany me, Oriya-kun." he replied with a smirk. "After all, I don't like to keep secrets from you now... do I?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 12:12 pm
((OOC: Daniel Jackson Dreams.. Pip wants know! mrgreen ))
Hisoka sighed. " That's all i ask. We need his insight on this case and i can't let my personal feelings for you interfer with this case. I've acted so civil to him, i should treat him like a friend and not a rival." he said before leaning against the wall blowing his bangs out of his face.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 4:52 pm
((aw feel better ;o;// and Oh, I definitely get that too, about Muraki <3 And I've always seen Oriya as something of a punk kid who hangs out with yakuza and whores and yet isn't exactly rebelling since his family approves XD))
Oriya looks at him steadily for a minute, then nods. "All right. We can go during the day, when they're less likely to be there, then." Truth be told, he was hoping Muraki'd ask him, but he wasn't going to force him to take his help -- he already feels like he's been doing so in a way.
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Oriya laughs a little too, drawing away. "Don't you?" Really he's teasing him, though their relationship does contain its fair share of secrets, it's much better than it could be.
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Tsuzuki nods slowly. "Yeah... can I get you anything? Tea?" He sounds positively hopeful, because his best guess for dealing with any crisis involves tea and usually cake but Hisoka isn't a fan of sweets.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 5:41 pm
(((OOC: So, new question... Have you read the stand alone mangas with Oriya and Ukyou? If not, you can find scanlations from here ( http://lyrebird.aithine.org/oriyaukyou/ ) But my question is this... So... is Muraki there now, with Oriya, or is Muraki still missing and that wasn't really him? I'M SO CONFUSED!!!))) ~ ~ ~ Smiling slightly, Muraki nodded. "Arigatou, Oriya-kun. I know I've been asking a lot of you." the teen spoke, walking from the garden up to the porch. "I really didn't mean to be such a burden." He simply had nowhere else to go... ~ ~ ~ "Come now." Muraki laughed. "My most precious secrets... I've always shared with you, Oriya-kun." heart
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 9:10 pm
Hisoka smiled at Tsuzuki as he sat at the table. " Some tea would be lovely." he said turning his head to look around for his book. " And maybe a bisket with some butter."
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 9:34 pm
((I have read it. I didn't know you had, so I figured we were just ignoring it XD As for what happened... I think Muraki's still missing, but honestly it's been a long time XD
And sorry for my lateness -- I had to go shopping for food))
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"Stop calling yourself a burden, dummy" He ruffles his hair as he gets closer, sighing. "You must be exhausted... come on. Are you hungry?" It's not something you'd expect from Oriya, but he does have a serious mothering tendency. Probably from having so many women around growing up.
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He smiles, reaching to make sure Muraki looks presentable, smoothing his hair and the loose yukata he's wearing. "True enough." He kisses the corner of his mouth, then tugs him up off the bed, steadying him.
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"I think I can manage that for you." He smiles a lttle, shyly and goes to make the tea and the biscuit... bringing them both to him after a bit, siting down with hs own tea,sipping it carefully. "Careful... It's hot."
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 9:49 pm
(((See, I'm just confused as to what that was then in the short. I mean, it WAS Muraki, and Oriya and Ukyou were freaking out... but then... he was gone? His kimono was evil? I don't understand!)))
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Muraki nodded, "Famished... I don't think I've eaten anything since yesterday, to be honest." the teen replied with a smile.
He felt at peace with Oriya, a feeling that he'd never had in his entire life.
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Hands grasping Oriya's own, Muraki pulled the man close as he stood. "Then let's go, hmm?" he asked with a whisper, before releasing Oriya and heading for the door.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 9:51 pm
" Thank you." he said taking a bit of his bisket.
The tea was currently to hot for his taste, he'd let it cool a bit before drinking.
Partly because he didn't like hot things and partly because he didn't wish to be burned.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:10 pm
"Well, the cook's probably gone by now, so I'll whip something up for you." He smiles a little, leading him into the kitchen, waving for Muraki to sit. From here, there's a view out into the resturant through a screen. This view seems almost like a regular resturant, except for the several beautifully-dressed women. Most of the geisha there are women, it being a very traditional establishment, but there are a few men who work there too... and if you look close at the customers, many high-ranking politicians and policemen and other famous people are there. Oriya turns to make something simple, stir-frying soba noodles with vegetables.
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Oriya smiles, following him back to Inoue's room, a half-step behind him -- getting the door for Muraki when they get there, after knocking lightly to let Inoue know that they were there. "Sorry to disturb you, Inoue-san.
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"You're welcome." Tsuzuki curls up with his tea, sipping it slowly. Eventually, he gets up, going to call Hijiri, trying not to be nervous at all -- now that he knows it upsets Hisoka, it's weird.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:24 pm
Hisoka found his book sitting at the end of the table.
He picked up the book and sat down with his tea, drinking and reading his book.
The blonde watched as Tsuzuki walked off to call Hiijiri.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:37 pm
Tsuzuki makes the call from his room, but he doesn't close the door so that he can be overheard. Greeting him, just a little awkwardly, talking about small things for a few minutes before asking about the other violinist... and then just sitting there, listening to silence for a few long moments before Hijiri sighs a little, telling him what he knows... which really isn't much. A description of the other's clothing, a few snarky comments about being an emo-kid in love with the dramatic. A mention of his talent, as well as the next venue Inoue will be at.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:45 pm
Hisoka leaned back in his chair listening to the conversation and reading his book.
Tsuzuki wouldn't have left his door open, if hadn't wanted him to hear.
He wasn't to worried at the moment about Hijiri being a problem to work with.
He was just hoping he could put a damper on his temper.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:48 pm
He comes out after hanging up with Hijiri -- promising out of politeness to meet him for lunch sometime soon (though Hijiri had asked him to dinner). Going to sit down again, on the couch, looking at Hisoka. "He gave me some to go on... and he'll meet with us if we need anything..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:58 pm
Muraki sighed, watching the world go by from the kitchen.
"It's nice... to just sit and watch, I mean." he whispered before glancing over to Oriya. "And it's been a while since anyone except hired staff's cooked anything for me."
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Red hair and green eyes lighted on the doorway. "Sensei..." Inoue stood from the chair, bowing.
"Come now... tell me how things are progressing." Muraki replied, stepping into the room and motioning for the violinist to take a seat.
Inoue did so, before going into a tale of his latest victim.
"But the hands don't seem to be graphing properly."
With a sigh, Muraki held out his own hands. Carefully, Inoue pulled back his sleeves and laid his arms, palms upward, in Muraki's hands.
"And you're sure the blood type was correct?" Muraki asked, examining the man's arms and hands, noticing how the skin wasn't attaching as it normally would.
Inoue nodded, "Hai, Sensei. His skin pigment even matched my original tone."
For a moment, Muraki said nothing.
But when he did speak, he had a bit of a smirk.
"You didn't bandage these after sewing them on, did you?"
The violinist looked a bit frightened for a moment. "I..."
"Inoue. How many times must I tell you that you must bandage these for them to heal properly..." he looked over his shoulder. "Oriya-kun, could I trouble you for some bandages, perhaps?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 11:07 pm
Hisoka looked up from his book pushing his glasses up ontop of his head.
" What kind of information?"
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