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Reunion

Nao failed to see the importance of this meeting, then again, he failed to see the importance of any meeting. Sitting around a table in formal attire discussing every plan of attack down to each variable was a waste of time.

However, Nao could decipher that this meeting wasn’t like the others as they didn’t require him to wear a tux, in fact, so little preparation was required that they called for him directly after a mission.

So, Nao found himself in his onyx clad work attire, stained with fresh crimson, being escorted through familiar safety procedures. Initially, he would be patted down and searched for drugs, or any other volatile matter. Then, he was taken into a chamber where he would be hosed with gases that would determine if he had any terminal diseases. They seemed to be searching for very peculiar things for this visit.

Nonetheless, Nao had made it through and was guided to the room in which one of the crowns in Toue’s empire was. 

The man’s alabaster aspects were nearly blinding, not even the cherry accents of clothing would protect Nao’s retinas. He was ushered forward by a brute behind him, who he gave a disdainful glare to all before peering back at the somewhat familiar porcelain man.

“Heya, uh, you called for me?” He questioned with a lopsided grin.

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Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.

David Foster Wallace ~ Infinite Jest (via virtualnarcissism)

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You’re loveable but you’re just trouble.

Marina and the Diamonds. (via slightly0psychotic)

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Nao would rest his jaw in a crooked way on the bottom of his palm, the simper enduring throughout the atmosphere change. He used it as a mask for most emotions, but his eyes would give away everything. Too bad no one paid that much attention to them.

“Same as you I suppose,” He gave a vague response, correcting the leisurely posture to a more erect one. “Business,” A gambler, this one was. Testing his luck- and others’ patience.

Agile footsteps would trace over the roof of the building, hard to hear, but Nao was quick to pick up on it. Perhaps the aforementioned business had relocated his whereabouts. He doubted it quite a good bit as, no one would just bust into the office of Dry Juice’s leader screaming accusations.

“But, enough about me, I’d like to hear about you, and more about Dry Juice.”

Trivial Tidings

Daffodil pupils would survey the two men reposed on the furniture, almost akin to an animal of prey glancing at possible catch. The  looks were subtle and difficult to perceive, he was always told he needed to work on that, however, finding it as trivial as he did, Nao never perused the improvement.

Nao wet his lips, listening to the man’s response whilst he tapped his fingers on the table idly. Oh right, A thought would come, yeah, he’d heard of the ‘biggest Rib team’, but, no actual name to match. It went around of course, but the boy hadn’t talked to many people, the word may have skipped over him.

Those medallion hues would narrow in glee, “Right, I believe I’ve heard of that, kinda.” He went on, 

“Mizuki, if I’m not mistaken?” He added the inquisitive timbre- which was abnormally charming, to seem naive in the matter. 

The boy would offer a welcoming, splayed hand towards the other, “I’m Nao, by the way.” There he goes, another aspect revealed. No one had told him that keeping all details in secrecy was in vain, so now, he donated information on himself- basic information, freely.

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//Aaah sorry for my absence! School work has been getting crazy lately!

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Daffodil pupils would survey the two men reposed on the furniture, almost akin to an animal of prey glancing at possible catch. The  looks were subtle and difficult to perceive, he was always told he needed to work on that, however, finding it as trivial as he did, Nao never perused the improvement.

Nao wet his lips, listening to the man’s response whilst he tapped his fingers on the table idly. Oh right, A thought would come, yeah, he’d heard of the ‘biggest Rib team’, but, no actual name to match. It went around of course, but the boy hadn’t talked to many people, the word may have skipped over him.

Those medallion hues would narrow in glee, “Right, I believe I’ve heard of that, kinda.” He went on, 

“Mizuki, if I’m not mistaken?” He added the inquisitive timbre- which was abnormally charming, to seem naive in the matter. 

The boy would offer a welcoming, splayed hand towards the other, “I’m Nao, by the way.” There he goes, another aspect revealed. No one had told him that keeping all details in secrecy was in vain, so now, he donated information on himself- basic information, freely.

Trivial Tidings

A subtle chortle rumbled from the throat belonging to Nao, such hospitality was a rarity, and as such, being the person he was, the assassin would take advantage of it.

“That’s awfully kind of you, sir.” He gave somewhat of a half-assed thank you, going about unclasping his gauntlets from his hands, relocating the artillery to his belt. As to give a proper hand shake with out  skewering the lime-eyed man.

The frigid breaths of air nipped him alongside Mizuki, however it didn’t seem to bother him, even as he had more exposed flesh. Perhaps his endurance training could hold the blame, having his altered body pushed to its very endmost limits.

Those pearly whites would be featured in another grin upon spotting the garnet tressed male open the door, Nao would be keen to tread after him. Having almost phenomenally quiet strides for his size could pose a few questions, unless on wasn’t attentive enough to pick up on it.

 “If you don’t mind me askin’,” He began, having a seat as he viewed the room and its decor, “Do you got some business with that tag art out there?”