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 Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 11:51 pm
That was a little unexpected, Jerome certainly didn't expect Izaya to actually leave, and tell Jerome to stay.
From what Izaya had told him in coming here, Izaya was here to make sure he didn't spend a lot of time here.
A slight frown formed on his lips, but he didn't argue,
"Uh,"
And what was he going off on now? A replacement? About their names and races.
Dude was strange.
As Izumi started to show Izaya out, Jerome made his way to the balcony to watch him leave through the front door.
"Later Furs." He said, casually from the railing.
Jerome didn't really have to worry about Izaya out on his own, Izaya was a guy of the streets to, he could take care of himself.
"Gar Gar" Bro' added, with a cackle down to the other Rocket.
Hearing Izumi coming back upstairs, Jerome turned to head back inside, blinking a couple of times when she asked if he was mopey.
"Ya can't believe everything Furs tells ya." He said with a slight grin. "I ain't the mopeing type"
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 11:51 am
The Rocket grunt blinked as he was promptly led downstairs and hardly had the time to turn around to face Izumi before the girl had hurried back up again. Perhaps he shouldn't have said anything about Jerome being mopey when he was left alone; that might have been a cause for her rapid return to him. "Ja ne," he answered, holding up a hand in response to Jerome's and Bro's farewells.
Truthfully, Izaya had somewhat hoped to speak to Izumi a little in private, but judging by her eagerness to get back to Jerome and her discomfort around most other people, he doubted it would have been a good idea anyway. There was no way by this point that he could get her to believe his word over Jerome's - not for more serious matters. Then again...what if it was the truth? Even Jerome wouldn't have been able to deny it.
"Ah, well," Nakura sighed, shrugging as he went outside to loiter by the door. "That can always wait 'til later. She can't be spending every second of every day with him...they're working people, after all, with two very different career paths..." Chuckling lightly to himself, he took one of his pokeballs out from a pocket and tossed it up into the air before catching it. "Isn't that right, girls?"
Just because he was allowing Jerome and Izumi to believe they were going to be alone together didn't mean he actually planned to let them. It was clear to Izaya that Izumi trusted Jerome if no one else. While she might not have been able to open up with him around, there was no telling what she would be like when it was just the two of them alone.
Not that Izaya had any real interest in their relationship, but if he could use Izumi's trust in Jerome to his advantage...well, now, there was something. Jerome was too nice a guy, it seemed, to use any information from Izumi against her. However, as a Rocket and an informer, Izaya wasn't about to let such precious knowledge go to waste. Who knew when it might have come in handy?
If he climbed back up the railing and lingered around near the window for a while, maybe the time and energy spent on trip would be worthwhile for his career after all, rather than being only detrimental to it. Neither Jerome nor Izumi would ever have to know. As far as Nakura was concerned, Jerome owed it to him for forcing him to give Izumi's pokeball back.
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 6:50 pm
Not even the ever vigilant Glados knew that Izaya was watching.
"I didn't think so..." Izumi walked over to a shelf with a few plants on it and started prodding at them, "Do you really owe him dinner?" If he was lying about Jerome being mopey, who knew what else he had fibbed about. Izumi's tummy grumbled loudly, a clear sign that the girl had obviously not remembered about eating that day.
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Posted: Sat Oct 08, 2011 4:21 pm
Jerome shook his head at the question as well, "no"
He didn't owe Izaya dinner, at least not for the reason Izaya had claimed.
The comment was followed by the sound that Jerome recognized as hunger coming from Izumi.
"Speakin' of dinner." He didn't want to go taking her out just yet, especially not with him in this aria.
"You got something here? or want me to go pick somethin' up?"
Back outside, while Izaya though he was observing them alone... a much larger face suddenly drifted up next to the grunt's leaning forward and watching the building as if intently listening as well. large green eyes wide, and thin gangar lips puckered in interest.
"gaar..."
He didn't take direct notice of Izaya.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 2:06 pm
As the sound of Izumi's rumbling stomach reached his ears, the lurker perched outside the window giggled quietly to himself. He stopped as he realized he wasn't his only audience, raising his brows high as a familiar, green-eyed Gengar levitated into view. Izaya turned his head to the-ghost-and poison-type, chuckling at the pokemon's puckered lips.
"Well well, if it isn't Bro," he whispered musingly. "What a sly ghost you are. And to think just minutes ago, you were calling farewell to me." The grunt stuck his elbow out to playfully nudge the purple figure about where his ribs would have been. "What do you think? Is she going to be trouble for him?" he asked, returning his attention to the scene before them, peering in from the side of the window. He trusted the Gengar to keep their spying a secret; not that he knew how Jerome would be able to understand Bro if he didn't.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 8:48 pm
The Gangar made a show of letting the air out of his lungs suddenly, and unexpectedly when he was elbowed lightly in the ribs, cleanly playing up the act more then was really necessary.
Only to lean back a second later, snickering and brushing a hand down his side three times and folded them casually behind his massive head.
"Gar" He grunted, one eyes growing wider then the other as Izaya asked him about this whole Izumi Jerome thing.
The Gangar simply followed the question with a clicking of his teeth and a shrug, eyes rolling back toward the window as well.
"Gangar. gar" He followed, with a cocky chuckle, wide smirk plastered on his face was he eyed the two humans through the window.
After another round of silence from the pokemon he threw a hand on the air and nodded his head.
yeah, she was going to be a lot of trouble for Jerome, if the dude wanted to see it or not. and likewise. he was going to be a lot of trouble for her.
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2011 6:05 am
"Oh, um. I don't really have much here... I-I can come with you- there is a burger place near by..." Izumi rubbed her arm sheepishly.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 7:18 pm
Chuckling at the Bro's antics, Izaya shook his head. "Sorry, I don't speak pokemon," he whispered back as the ghost said something and smirked. He had doubted the pokemon - even one as intelligent-seeming as Bro - had understood him at all. At least until the Gengar threw up a hand and nodded.
"Yes...that's what I think too," he answered with a sympathetic smile, glad at least someone shared his views. "Doesn't seem like he's ever had much experience with love. But to go this far while in a criminal organization..." He watched the couple, his smile fading. "He's got it pretty bad, looks like."
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