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Well dang, that was more surprise than he’d ever expect from this ghost of a guy who was all android wirings and Mary’s pink eyes--it’s Konoha! One teeny tiny exclamation later, and he’s got nothing else to say but an apology and this cruel butchering of his name.

Ah, well, it’s expected of the gang’s favorite albino airhead.

Kano’s all smiles, stacking the clothes back into place in Konoha’s arms by the time the spacey guy finally manages to get something out. He’s too slow to mess with most of the time, but he’s had some priceless reactions in the past--

Maybe now’s not the time (though there’s always time if he wants to tease, it’s just a delay.)

“Ohhhh so close! I’ll say it for you one more time, so listen up! You ready? It’s Kano! Ka-no. Keep trying, keep trying, I know one day you’ll get it right!”

All the clothes returned to their soon-to-be owner, Kano spreads his arms out in a welcoming gesture; it’s just the friendly thing to do.

“And you’re...? Buying new clothes? What’s the occasion--trying to look nice for your Partner-to-be? Or did Ene finally ask you out? Don’t leave me hanging now!”

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He hadn’t exactly taken notice of his fashion before. Or at least… not in relation to everyone else. But after quite a large number of stares (from almost everyone he’s passed in the street to be exact), Konoha had finally tugged a bit at his shirt, and realized that no one else he’s seen dresses remotely similar to him. So he does what’s natural in the light of his revelation: he drops all his plans for the day to duck into the nearest clothing store. It’s a good thing he’d happened to be in a shopping area, isn’t it?

Mimosa, what a nice name for a store. And this shirt looks nice. And this one too. And that one. And these pants are cool. That tie matches that shirt and that suit and–

Soon enough Konoha has amassed quite the mountain of clothes in his arms. So much that he can’t see a foot in front of him so as he wanders carelessly throughout the boutique it’s only a matter of time before he walks smack dab into something(one) and stumbles backwards with a small, “Waa!”

He doesn’t lose his footing, but… his purchases-to-be end up all over the floor.

“I’m… very sorry.” Looking… well, down at the person he’d collided with, Konoha finds himself staring. He can’t quite place his name but… isn’t this one of the… the Mekameka Dan members? He spends a good ten seconds blinking at the blond’s face before deciding that yes, he at least recognizes him.

“Um, hello… Kanyo.” He’s pretty sure that’s the boy’s name.

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She calls out to him and he spins on his heel with the speed of someone who’d known she was there all along--(which is, of course, a lie but he doesn’t like to be surprised)--grinning from ear to ear in delight born from rare sincerity.

She’s a friend after all; he just likes to pick on her! Just a little bit!

“M-Mary!” he chimes back, echoing her stutter with barbed glee. “What’s our little queen doing wandering around here all on her own?” Takes her hand, bows his head like he’s going to kiss the back--doesn’t! “Don’t tell me...you’ve lost track of Seto?”

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She’d known that some of the others were in this place - that was the reason Mary was here to begin with. The fear of being left behind and alone terrified her, and while she was sure that none of the others had done so to hurt her, she really felt obligated to follow after them. So of course, at the sight of a familiar hoodie, even the antisocial medusa would cry out. She was desperate to find a sense of comfort, after all.

“K-Kano!” Even if he was mean to her sometimes… Well, okay, all the time… he was still a member of the Dan. One day he was going to end up in real trouble though, and she was always concerned about that.

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This is how I imagine Kano enters a room

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Black! Isn’t that an ominous name, for someone who introduced themselves as a human-not-human ‘observer’ on a tower in the middle of the night? It’s a little like the shrewd bad guys in the sentai shows he watched with his family in the mornings, before despair but after the best thing that ever happened to him.

His name is one thing he usually gives, free of charge. Aren’t you lucky!

“Black, is that right? Well, you can call me Kano!” His hands enter his pockets and he leans over to look--!

“You’ve got a point--except meetings don’t always involve names, or a boy sitting aloof and alone in the middle of the night with this--”

It’s a “blink and you’d miss it” affair; he flashes his snake’s power and he’s got eyes just like Black’s before they’re slitted and catlike and thoroughly Kano again.

“--look in his eyes, like the world’s got something it owes you! Mystery makes a story pretty interesting.”

{Red Eyes, Black Heart}

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That’s a really chill sort of outlook, and Kano? He’s impressed, if eternally amused, because he’s never had the luxury to just roll with the flow of a situation--it was either swim or drown and he has too much to live for and too much to lose, nowadays.

Maybe, in a world without snakes and cruel parents? Yes. But there’s no point in dreaming.

“Man oh man, you’re really something. Looks like you’ve got a lot of thought going on in there...!”

Kano’s reply is so simple and vague, but there’s nothing on that he wishes to discuss, because it’d expose something about himself and he doesn’t do that at first meetings, or the second, or the third; intentionally.

“I...” He drags the single syllable out like bubblegum. “--am going to go out on a limb here!” 

He leans closer, and there’s this knowing look, which is as much a lie as everything else, because he doesn’t know much.

“Ballroom dancers? Tango? What sort of rhythm interests you?”

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It’s a conversational trick that Kano mastered ages ago--divert the topic! Insert Subject B and dance around Subject A, and the more twists and turns away from the original query? The better.

The Deceiver smiles as he always does, and it’s so at odds with the way his eyes pull at the corners and look so convincingly contrite.

“Manners...! I must have left them at the base of this tower. Ah, silly me.” He turns on his heel, jacket flapping, surveying the stretch of the city at night. “I’ll share my name if you’re willing to share yours--though maybe we’ll only end up two strangers, passing acquaintances in the night...”

“And that would be--a good story to tell, wouldn’t it?” What? No, his mother dearest would be so proud of him. Making friends with creeps in the dead of the night...! It’s the perceived slight against his adopted parents that makes him sigh internal, but he’d be a poor liar if he showed it.

{Red Eyes, Black Heart}

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Kano grins widely like he’s heard the funniest joke out there--and hey, maybe he has! He’s kept his cool despite all his jostling and teasing and he enjoys that about as much as anyone who gets too flustered to talk; it’s not long at all before he’s grinning like a shark in a way that just barely hides his teeth.

There’s potential fun to be had here, and Kano’s almost always got time to slay by the wayside.

“Everything just slides off your back, doesn’t it? I’ve gotta admit, that’s pre-ty respectable...!”

Kano brings himself closer like he’s sharing a secret, one hand up to hide the side of his mouth--it’s a very hush-hush affair and he’s got this ongoing spark in his eyes--

Mischief, it’s in his nature.

“Say the rhythm and the beats don’t chase off any ‘mademoiselles’ and you’ve got my question! What sort of girl catches your eye?”

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It’s only been a few beats and Kano thinks he knows another liar when he sees one--but does it really matter?

Secrets aren’t exactly things that he longs to sniff out. He only wants to ensure that nothing happens to the few, the special, that he keeps a cautious eye on--if this “boy” means no harm to him, then he doesn’t have to worry, much!

He doesn’t know for certain though, and that’s a little concerning.

Maybe so, maybe so.

His suspicions are confirmed within dizzying seconds and Kano takes a moment to contemplate his reply, a lazy cat’s smile adorning his lips, but a wary look! He’s got a watchful glimmer in his golden eyes.

Kano takes a seat, hood pulled snugly up around him, and he laughs like he doesn’t believe; (there’s no lies, there.)

“Wait, wait, wait--are you serious? Well then, don’t leave me in suspense!”

“Go on, go on! What are you observing? The people? This city? Maybe all of the above and then some? That might just be one g-r-e-a-t coincidence, since...” Kano closed one eye in a wink. “So am I.”

{Red Eyes, Black Heart}

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[Bye Kuroha.]

[I don’t even have anything clever to say?! just bye.]

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Well, walking around in the dead of dusk is something of a past time of his; Kano breathes the sanctity and secrecy of the night, and it’s not like he has anything to fear, because there’s nothing that he knows of here that can ruffle the scales of his illusionary snake--

But he’s likely wrong. 

He doesn’t know about Ayano but something seems off here. She can leave the mystery-tapping to him, there’s no doubt about that, he just wants her to kick back and relax!

He’s a little tired of unpleasant surprises and the voice that calls to him, it’s not really welcome. Kano’s mask doesn’t falter by even a centimeter’s edge, and he greets the voice’s owner with a salute of a salutation, cheerfully mocking but harmless.

“Ah, so it is! There’s no need to be concerned, though.” Kano’s practically pirouetting, coming up to the other’s side without any difficulty. The smile on his face is fixed and focused. “Pretty lonely place to make a perch for the night--maybe you’ve got something on your mind?”

{Red Eyes, Black Heart}

          ;; Little did he expect company on this fine, cloudless evening – stars shining brightly above and the buzz of the evening could be heard from some far off corner of the world, but ‘Black’ was seated on top of the clock tower, the wind ruffling up his hair. Beneath him humans walked past like small ants, and yet there he was completely unaffiliated with them as an observer. That was right, for the time being he would be nothing more and nothing less.

          ;; Knowledge. That was what he needed. What would appeal to these humans? A promise of love? A romantic idea of some pink-coloured happy everyday? Sure, he would let them have that: after all it was much more intriguing to take something away that had already been gained.

          ;; The persona he had aspired to create was taking form nicely; the aloof, clumsy and timid self he would think himself quite good at maintaining. What lengths weren’t he going to. Some would argue that his little game was not worth the while, but the rush from success after months of planning was almost addictive.

          ;; Sensing a presence down below at the window where ordinary humans had their limits of entry, ‘Black’ shifted his attention. No, the King of Despair was a more appropriate term – The innocent kid had gone to bed and this was the time for the adults.

          ;; 「My my, it seems I have visitors. Come closer if you want to, but watch out where you step. The fall from here is a very long one.」

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“’Rusty talents’, is that what you said? You must be a professional dancer or something! In that case--no, no, you’ve gotta keep going.” He says that as he’s looping an arm around the other boy, steering him along toward a nearby drink machine. He’s rifling through his pockets even as he talks.

“Don’t want to disappoint your legions of adoring fans--maybe you’ll even snag a girl while you’re here? I can’t imagine why you wouldn’t.” He pauses, the final quarter hovering over the coin slot. “...Or a guy, if that’s what you’re into.”

In the coin goes, and he invites the other to buy a drink for himself, all bright eyes and grinning hospitality.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t really look like the dancing type. What’s a person like you doing with moves like that?”

Kano’s tone is oh-so-cheerful, but there’s a teasing bite to it; it’s ridging every word and making his grin appear sharp.

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This kid--he caught on fast! Kano sweeps his hands out broadly, grinning widely, as if he’s recognized a kindred spirit and he’s seeking to welcome you with open arms--

He transitions quickly. One step, two, and Kano’s got a finger to his lips with one cat-like eye closed; he’s divulging a fun secret, and they’re suddenly old pals, from middle-school or elementary or some vague time before, but the point is, they’re certainly companions and all it’s taken is the draw of a breath.

That’s the impression he’s giving out!

“Huh? Don’t tell me you haven’t heard. I thought everyone in the city knew this by now...”

“There’s a creature living in the canals. It comes out in the dead of night,creeping through the shadows, dragging victims down to a watery grave--you haven’t heard?”

(His eyes say “A smart guy like you? That’s impossible.”)

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E-ki much preferred the usual rounds accompanied by sunlight and smiles, two ingredients that seemed to make up his usual disposition effortlessly. It was a no-brainer, how the two went hand in hand, and perhaps if anyone were to see him, they’d question his particular antics out and about in the dead of night. It was uncharacteristic, unexpected, and over all… Incredibly intriguing.

Maybe he stuck out, with his nose stuck up toward the sky, gaze moving in a slow and steady arc. Maybe he wasn’t so out of place; he, among others he assumed, had just arrived here, and the very breath of breeze whispering lore and legends was enough to have the youth rooted to his spot, taking it all in with no dearth of wonder.

In fact, this kind of place, full of wonderment, wasn’t it rather enchanting? The lights, the sights, the murmur that different kind of crowd. And one murmur of particular interest.

Intrigue piqued, E-ki turns quickly on his heel to meet the otherwise inconspicuous eye of the passerby. 

          “ Hey��What was that?             Some kind of mystery? ”–His eyes almost visibly light up.

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Someone’s absolutely tearing apart the dance machine at the arcade--he’s doing even better than the pig-tailed girl who’d been here earlier, and that’s an accomplishment worthy of the highest praise.

Kano’s not t-o-o big on rhythm games and stomping buttons and becoming the center of attention of the plaza courtesy of that enormous display on the wall, but he’s appreciative, if only because he has no reason not to be.

The current song concludes and he offers a bow to the boy who seems intent on besting every song on the hardest difficulty; what sort of person enjoys music that much?

“Not bad! Not bad at all! You gonna take a break before you pass out, or has ‘death by dance’ been your goal all along?”

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The wind’s roaring something fierce today--it’s like the Big Bad Wolf is huffing and puffing and blowing the neighborhood down. Kano’s got a firm grip on his hood and an even firmer grip on his drink; that empty water bottle “gifted” to him upon arrival? Filled.

Still, someone’s got terrible luck, because he watches the tie on a guy’s shirt proceed to slap him in the face after a particularly rough gust of wind...and there goes some of his coffee, right against his shirt, too!

Kano’s biting back laughter and snickers but the napkins he offers from his recently-finished meal, they’re still extended anyway, held firmly between three fingers--unused.

“Man, that’s gotta be dreadful...Looks like you need these more than I do.:

He really shouldn’t be so amused, but he doesn’t make the rules.

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They’re here because she wanted to be.

He means that in more ways than one but he could be mistaken, maybe--after all, Ayano’s a bit of an enigma at times; he wonders if she’s where he got it all from, the smiles that no one saw through?

He decides it doesn’t matter, finger circling the rim of his glass. They’re at a restaurant, outdoors, it’s a beautiful day and he’s got her all to himself--he doesn’t like sharing, sometimes, after all is it so bad that he wants to spend time with his sister?

“The food’s on me today, so order anything you want!”

The sincerity would be startling if he’d been talking to anyone else.

Kano folds his arms behind his head and gives his cheekiest smile. There’s no real reason for it, it’s just that he’s really happy, and there’s not even a shadow of a lie in that.

“So, here we are! What do you think, Sis? Is this place everything you imagined or what?”

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This city’s not exactly old, but it’s steeped in history as deep as the local canals--you could take in a breath, and taste something mysterious beneath the scent of fish and salt--it’s a slice of Europe off the coast of Japan and that’s...

Well, it’s a way to pass the time.

Kano’s not exactly searching for anything, but there’s something intriguing about the city at night. A different sort of crowd comes out to prowl, and Kano? He supposes he’s part of those unsavory sorts; but ah, he shouldn’t be so quick to label himself poorly. That’s what the others are for.

His voice becomes a conspiratorial murmur...maybe he’s talking to himself, but he has one eye fixed on a passerby in a powerful aside glance--you look more intrigued than anybody, and he’s got time to spare for a chat.

“I hear it’s supposed to be around here...making its rounds at night...could anyone get a picture of it...? I mean...No way!” Fingers tap along the guardrail. “That’d be impossible...”

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[What do I have? starters! starters for everyone! no I’m lying, I’ll be doing that a lot, I have starters for three people who like this post!

exceptions to my castmembers, I’ll be bugging you all anyway, none of you are safe.]