[ there's a good moment of silence before he speaks, and his voice is a sleepy one indeed. it's somewhat muffled too, as if he were speaking into something, a pillow, a sleeve, whatever he would be resting his head on. ]

Kaito-nii's back. Beginnin' to miss him.

Sorry sir. Really--- tired.

[So. It's been a long day, but Riddle has determined the following things.

A.) He's imprisioned.
B.) They really are serious about this chained thing.
C.) Naoya is here.
D.) Naoya's still pissed.
E.) Gardening is really hard.

Given all that, he's actually pretty glad that it's come time for dinner. He's sore, tired, and hungry, and too much has been going on. Naturally, this calls for ordering donburi. Glorious, glorious donburi. His headphones are on, and he's just sitting at a bench, waiting for food.

Unsuspecting.]

[ooc: please tell me I did this right. ;A;]

[Lurking against one of the kitchen cabinets in their apartment, waiting for brother dearest to get in there and start his daily ritual. Upset older brother was very upset.]



((ooc: uhm. violence? :x just sayin'.))

[Akito's a little worried about things this morning. He's overjoyed that Ikki's back, but it's kind of ticked Kaito off to extreme points. So sneaking out to let his brother calm down sounds like an excellent idea.

Unfortunately he can't ride well enough to, but Agito fixes that matter by simply carrying his other and leaping from the window to ground level. He continues to ride, it's faster than walking, and his other won't mind being carried.

Akito turns his comm on, the wind whistling a little in the background] Ikki-kun? Where are you? [He wants to see the other to make sure that wasn't a dream last night]


((Feel free to reply to either the voice or action))

[ooc. OKAY I KNOW I FAIL I'M SORRY fjasdklfasdjfklasdfjkl

and full out shouting into the mic. enjoy.]

-- WHY AM I HERE AGAIN.

Look, I know I'm awesome and you all want this great god and all but -- Shit!

[ sound of him kicking something and it cuts off ]

[ Have a smile to start off with, bright and on the genuine side of things. A little amused as well, just for good measure. ]

So, incarceration aside. What do people do for fun around here? Movies, clubs, parks, what? Humour me.

[It's a rare day when Conrad's out of uniform. Thank Ammy and her impromptu water fight at the beach for Conrad's pair of dark wash jeans and the plain, red t-shirt he's wearing. It's the only thing he found of Vash's old clothes that fit when he found his uniform gone this morning for cleaning.]

[He has to carry his sword, but that doesn't stop him from pacing about, on patrol as usual. He's wearing a smile, but alert after those stabbings a few nights ago. Going to be meandering around the shelter for a while before heading to Sector 2. Feel free to run into him anywhere!]

[ it starts off with a face, curious and bemused, the picture jouncing about a bit as if he were still fiddling with the little headset. after a moment, it evens out, and his smile broadens by a fraction. it's not entirely without humour. ]

If this is a joke, it's a pretty elaborate one. But I don't think even Kaito-nii would go so far as to stick me in a place like this.

[ have a chuckle, if a little on the bleak side. ]

I knew all that would catch up with me some day. Guess the great Shinjuku Crocodile can only extend his influence so far, huh? But I thought I would've known if the government decided to really crack down on the whole scene.

[ A pause, the wry twist of lips. ] So I guess this is the equivalent of a paid leave.

[Akira has ... No idea where he is, as such, it's hard to say much about his surroundings, except that they aren't where he should be.]

… Huh? A criminal?

Uh, has there been some sort of mistake? I mean I know I’ve done some pretty serious things but nothing that was actually illegal. Maybe by Kaito’s standards but –

Hey is this a joke, Kaito? I would have preferred you dump me in a ditch, than this! Come on, it isn’t funny, wherever you are; let me out of here so I can go back to work. Or driving the RV.

Isn’t it bad enough I have to work with you? Why go and do something like this?

[He looks around, thoroughly confused as to what to do now ... Someone care to help him?]