Kurikara knew nothing of what had happened in Kyoto. Whenever they talked about it, a sort of electric charge passed between the shinigami and even he was starting to wonder why it was so important. He shifted his attention between Hisoka and Tatsumi as they discussed, and all the while he felt a sense of the inevitable about whatever Hisoka was getting himself into. He wasn't so unused to situations where no one would win.
Tatsumi finally agreed, and Hisoka brought their meeting to a close. Kurikara closed his eyes. "Byakko's first concern should be his master's safety so he'll understand." When he opened his eyes again, he met Hisoka's. "Leave a message on the bulletin when you get out. No excuses."
A smirk flickered across his lips almost too quickly to see, and he let himself off the table and into the crowded cafeteria without a backwards glance.
[You can watch his ass while it swings this way (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/177215.html?thread=11849023#t11849023).]
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Tatsumi finally agreed, and Hisoka brought their meeting to a close. Kurikara closed his eyes. "Byakko's first concern should be his master's safety so he'll understand." When he opened his eyes again, he met Hisoka's. "Leave a message on the bulletin when you get out. No excuses."
A smirk flickered across his lips almost too quickly to see, and he let himself off the table and into the crowded cafeteria without a backwards glance.
[You can watch his ass while it swings this way (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/177215.html?thread=11849023#t11849023).]