concealingeyes: (pic#6556998)
tsubomi warrior princess ([personal profile] concealingeyes) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs2013-07-30 12:24 am

At The Place I'll Return to Someday [Closed]

Date & Time: August 7th
Location: 1888 Japan
Characters: Kido & Kano
Summary: Mission here a.k.a. frolic around Japan, steal some dogs, spend time together, w/e
Warnings: THEY NEED TO HAVE EMOTIONAL TALKS AT SOME POINT




[It started with a text. Want to go somewhere? Let's go to Japan. Come on, you and me. Was she homesick? Did she just want to get out? Maybe she wanted to prove she could do this again; leading, fighting, being someone stronger. She'd had enough rest.

But it wasn't just that. She texted him for a reason. They were on the verge of...something. Just in the distance, she could see some sort of change waiting. There was a different future if she could grab his hand and drag him forward with her.

He agreed. Maybe he wanted to get away with her, too?

Kido changed into the clothes given - thankfully they let her take male ones - and pocketed their spending money. She listened to everything in their briefing, already focusing on the mission. They could easily hit up a few of those targets between their combined abilities. If they got done fast enough, they could enjoy themselves a little, too...

She walked down the streets that weren't familiar but closer to home than anything they had been given so far and thought out loud to Kano.]


This shouldn't be too bad. I can steal the artwork from the one member... we can probably both take the dogs from the other... Just get the one drunk and encourage the daughter to go out on her own...

[A beat.] We'd have to go with her though. I'm not letting her run off and get kidnapped or something...
duplicitoussight: (Color Dove Illusion)

[personal profile] duplicitoussight 2013-08-14 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
It's always been easier to talk with his hands instead of his voice. As much as he's grown skilled at juggling those words he used to hate hearing from others, he's always been a failure at them. An excellent liar who can't speak his thoughts--as a person he's pretty useless.

But it doesn't matter to her, does it? She'll keep trying until he learns how to talk again, the way he was never taught, until those sharp words of his are dulled to something softer.

Kano presses his face against the top of her head, smiling to himself. Let her sleep. He'll return the favor and take care of her if she does.