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Ikeda Kiriko | 池田妃凛子 (apathyisboring) wrote in disappear_rpg,
@ 2011-02-26 14:38:00

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kiriko, reizo

WHO: Kiriko and Reizo
WHAT: Chillin', cop killin', drug dealin' -- the usual.
WHEN: After this.
WHERE: Reizo's.
WHY: I'm still gunning for rank 10.

There were a couple of shopping bags lined up behind Reizo's couch, acquired a bit earlier in the day during a session of retail therapy. They had accumulated fewer items than one might expect from Kiriko, and she'd wound up paying for half of them - letting other people buy you things was nice, but nothing helped reassert control of some external situation than spending your own.

She was sprawled on the couch, now, one arm tucked behind her head and the other resting against her stomach, her legs crossed at the ankle and draped over his lap. Her worry about the angels had been relieved, or at least moved to the back burner, but it was at least in part because something else had floated into her mind. The new subject was weighty and hardly unfamliar, but she was contemplating rather than worrying, looking for words and conclusions as her clear grey eyes scanned the ceiling for imperfections.

"You're really not like us, huh?"

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apathyisboring
2011-03-14 03:23 pm UTC (link)

She cocked her head, arms sliding around his neck. For the moment she was going to ignore the double entendre, however against her nature it was to do so. She knew - that was what she had been saying, wasn't it? - and however ignorant she was, she had always known that. It gave her pause before she had decided that she was never going to be happy if she didn't take a few risks.

"I figure I can cross - or burn - that bridge when I come to it. For now I'd rather take a page out of your book and enjoy the ride."

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some_other_dog
2011-03-18 03:04 am UTC (link)

"And here I thought you were the smart, scheming one," he muttered against the side of her neck with a sigh, pulling up and away from her and bringing her back up with him with a casual tug of her arm after.

He scratched at his neck idly, eyes pulling away from her and gravitating to the guns nestled away (but not exactly hidden) in the corner of the room.

"Ever fired a gun?"

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	apathyisboring 2011-03-18 03:09 am UTC (link)
	She looked faintly disappointed when he sat back up again, but made no protest as she sat up with him, leaning back into him. Though she did her best to follow the path of his eye, she didn't quite find what he was looking at until he spoke again. "Like you don't know the answer to that question," she answered with obvious amusement that he was asking at all. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	some_other_dog 2011-03-18 03:12 am UTC (link)
	He let out a little grunt in reply, looking pensive briefly before he turned to look at her again. "You wanna?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	apathyisboring 2011-03-18 03:57 am UTC (link)
	"I... Yeah, actually." The question caught her off guard, but now she was eyeballing the gun cabinet with renewed interest, curiousity and a touch of excitement, craning her neck around him to get a better look. "The big one. I want to try the big one." She paused, looking confusedly around the room. "... Uh, but at what?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

some_other_dog
2011-03-18 03:59 am UTC (link)

He shook his head, a smarmy half-grin sliding into place.

"Doesn't matter. Was just wanting the answer to the question."

There was a beat of a pause.

"And you already had the big one."

His laughing was interrupted shortly thereafter when he sighed loudly and showily, and propped his chin up in one palm.

"Just where am I gonna find another girl like you after you run off to become some kind of wildly success business tycoon, huh? I don't wanna get saddled with some bimbo just-for-show trophy wife when I've already found the perfect girl to help me run it."

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	apathyisboring 2011-03-18 04:12 am UTC (link)
	Her mouth fell slightly open in surprise at what was coming out of his. There was something warm and fuzzy crawling all over the inside of her chest that prompted her to ball her hand into a fist and punch him in the shoulder. "Oh, shut up, you'll do fine alone." She laughed, face splitting into a grin. "And besides that, you'll have my business card." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

some_other_dog
2011-03-18 04:15 am UTC (link)

He hmphed and folded his arms across his chest, thought better of it and went for another cigarette, then leaned back onto the couch and puffed at it for a long moment before speaking again.

"Yeah, and I guess, even metaphorically, I'll always be screwing you."

"And, of course, sometimes I'm sure I'll have an excuse to come see you.. you know, make sure you're keeping up on your payments."

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apathyisboring
2011-03-18 04:19 am UTC (link)

She laughed again and plucked the cigarette out of his mouth to lean in and kiss him, pulling back with a smile and wedging the butt of it back between his lips.

"Exactly my thinking."

Her eyes flitted beyond his face a moment later, and she got to her feet, crossing the room towards the cabinet in the corner and staring at all the black metal on the other side of the glass.

"Now come get one out for me, you tease. You can show me how to fire on the other side."

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