arcanarumlogs | [closed] from ten years ago, with hate.

Who: Hibari and Mukuro
When: 16 Jan
Where: ALL OVER THE ISLAND.
What: FIGHTING. LOTS OF IT.
Warnings: Hibari and Mukuro in close proximity. And I guess fighting as well? Yeah. And blatant destruction. Blatant disregard for other people's safety. Everything, basically.

[ Hibari's feeling a little jittery on this fine day. Something which, in itself, wouldn't be (much) cause for alarm, but he's feeling jittery because he hasn't had a proper fight in so long (the zombies don't really count, obviously). Which is very much a cause for alarm when it comes to him. Besides, Mukuro had promised him his long-awaited fight almost a month ago, and he was getting impatient for it.

Thus, he does what any sane fight-deprived person would do - he breezes into Mukuro's room, giving no warning of his arrival, and flicks a ball of fire at the other's head. Only to get his attention, of course. Because he announces his intent a moment later, tone leaving no room for argument. ]

Fight me. Now.

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Being a god has its advantages, [ he replies somewhat dryly, continuing his walk towards their district. ] But no - the younger Sawada died and came back. [ Looking rather rattled about it, too. Though, of course, that's none of his business. ]

Hmph.

[ He's about to voice an insult, but something...goes wrong. Instead of the insult he'd wittily prepared, this comes out instead: ]

Well you would know best. You are in charge of collating information after all.

[ ...Wait what? That wasn't what he meant to say at all! ]

Edited 2013-09-25 06:31 (UTC)

[ Now that - that gets Mukuro a very strange look from him. A compliment from the illusionist? Really? Was the man feeling well? ]

... You're acting strangely, [ he finally decides to say, still shooting weird glances at Mukuro. Seriously, he'd been expecting an insult... ]

[ The only thing to do in these sorts of instances is to pretend it was what you intended to say all along. So Mukuro smiles blithely. ]

I like to be unpredictable.

... Whatever. [ He seems fine with dismissing it, though. So maybe Mukuro should be grateful for that. It doesn't take much longer for them to make it back to their house - and he slips into his room through the open window, watching the illusionist for another moment before closing the shutters. Seems like he was about to say something but stopped, huh? Oh well. Whatever it was, Mukuro will never find out now. ]

[closed] from ten years ago, with hate.

if only you'd bent over 8(

he'll never bend over for you >)

orly now. he begs to differ.

you won't be able to hold him down~ he's a slippery one

NEAR, FAR, WHEREVER YOU ARE, I BELIEVE THAT THE HOMOLUST DOES GO ONNNN