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[skilful]

[ napping is a good thing! ]

Don't worry, don't worry!
I'll bring your cigarettes back safely!
And Kusanagi-san too☆

[skilful]

But King is a lion!

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[clansman]

[ oh no you don't. ]

now ?

[clansman]

Another present.

text;

[skilful]

[ ahahaha he tried... ]

Yep! ( ^_^)／
He's waiting.

text;

[clansman]

where are you

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[skilful]

[ turning back -- luckily he isn't too far yet ]

Just outside!

[clansman]

[ he slouches outside with his coat hooked from his fingers, slung over a shoulder. catching sight of totsuka, mikoto. . . keeps walking, forward and onward in the vague direction of the transport.

look, that nap was critical. let's get this over with!! ]

[skilful]

[ he should have gone for the nap instead!!

but Totsuka follows behind quietly, thoughtfully, smiling all the while as if he hadn't tried sneaking out earlier. ]

[clansman]

[ it's not called sneaking out if you text your guard a warning, totsuka!!

but they can make their way in silence. it's not as if he has much to say this time, anyway. ]

[ex_longanimity327]

[ guess who just arrived and already smoking a cigarette. he doesn't look up when the other two stooges arrive, instead, addresses the air. ]

I feel like I'm in Star Trek, only the crew of the Enterprise is missing.

[skilful]

[ ...he promised to behave, look where it got him. ]

Welcome to Earth, Kusanagi-san!

[ it had occurred to him to text the former about the King following him, but he didn't think it really mattered. ]

[ex_longanimity327]

[ At the sound of Totsuka's voice, Izumo turns, and while he doesn't look like it, he's definitely shocked. (Unfortunately, the cigarette doesn't fall.)

Totsuka is alive—he's walking, breathing, no blood staining his shirt.

—What the fuck. ]

I'm an alien now? Just 'cause I was up in the moon for a few minutes?

[ he spots a familiar head of red hair trailing after Totsuka though. ]

You guys the welcomin' committee?

[skilful]

Then, I want you, King!

[clansman]

. . . That's not gonna get you around it.

[clansman]

[ it's a look he thinks he recognises -- but kusanagi elides, says the right words as usual, and mikoto's shoulders ease. the corners of his mouth nearly lift. ]

Nah. Just came here to collect.

[skilful]

[ Laughing! ]

To go on a mission with me.

[clansman]

A mission?

[skilful]

[ pretending not to notice, he closes the distance, still smiling ]

Do you feel any different? [ curiously, like there's something about the moon that changes people. ]

[skilful]

Yep, a mission! We get to travel to different places and different times to do all kinds of things. It'll just be like a trip!

[clansman]

Something that peaceful, huh. . . Where's it going?

[ex_longanimity327]

[ blows smoke in Totsuka's face ]

Lunacy is not a disease you get up there.

[ he reaches in his pocket for his pack and throws it at Mikoto's direction. ]

Half, don't be greedy, chaton.

[clansman]

[ in another universe, people who actually know french judge kusanagi a little for that pun.

in this one, mikoto only palms the catch neatly to extract a cigarette of his own -- before he tucks the box into his own pocket. well, did kusanagi ever expect him to keep his half in pockets? ]

Nagging already. . .

[skilful]

[ he coughs, waving the smoke away with one hand, turning to look at Suoh and speaking with all the wisdom in the world: ]

Kusanagi-san wouldn't be Kusanagi-san if he didn't nag at all!

[skilful]

I haven't decided yet. [ leeeaning forward. ] Is there someplace you want to go, King?