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[weiss_tank]

[It was late in the afternoon when Ken finally went outside after that night. He was sore and stiff as hell but he knew that if he didn't move around it would just get worse. Besides, being inside and angry about not being able to beat the shit out of his captors wasn't doing much for his mood anyways.  This place made him sick and he hated the fact that for all his skills at doing things about shit like this, he couldn't this time.

Ah. It was time to take another look around, maybe there was something he missed.  Everything's better after a walk. Ok maybe not, bruises on the soles of your feet don't make walking pleasant but he tried to ignore it.

He'd had worse after all, at least this time they didn't use a 2 x 4]





[[ooc: He's out and about, with a smile on of course, but with a shorter temper then usual.  Have at him.]]

Comments

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

Oya? [smiles] Good afternoon, comrade.

god damn why can't I see spelling errors before I submit

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Great just what he needed...no wait...Mukuro might be just what his bad mood desired. Even if he's a walking bruise, he'll still be more the happy to oblige]

Any afternoon that you're alive is good. What do you want Mukuro.

I didn't see it anyway

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

For once, I agree with you. I don't want anything, I'm just going for a stroll.

Oh good

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

And I'm the queen of all that's holy. A stroll. Right.

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

Greetings, your holiness~

Perhaps I'm looking for something.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Well if you're looking for someone to confuse, look else where. And don't call me that!

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

You did say you were the queen. And no, I am not looking for someone to confuse. Are you confused easily?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Don't start with me Mukuro. [His posture tenses, is Mukuro spoiling for a fight? Maybe not but that's how Ken's reading it]

What are you lookin' for anyways.

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

Kufufu. [notices the posture, but doesn't look like he's ready to fight himself, all relaxed and like nothing bothers him]

Answers.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

If you want answers to this place, they're probably at City Hall. If you want answers to anythin' else, this is still the wrong place!

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

I've been to city hall. That wasn't the answer I was seeking.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Look, the only answer I have right now is my fist and someone's face and I'm getting less and less picky.

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

Well, it won't be mine~

Why don't I point you in the direction of Shizuo?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

I'm not gonna go fight some guy for your amusement. Now fuckin' scram before it is yours!

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

No.

You seem to have a real problem with anger. Might I suggest professional help?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

I don't have a problem with anger! I have a problem with you!

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

What might that problem be? That I keep popping up to harass you? [Nah, couldn't be that]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Well, Mukuro almost has a right to, considering Ken harasses him right back but that's neither here nor there.]

No, that's not the problem I have with you. The problem I have with you is that you think manslaughter is a fun hobby! [Sorry, he's a guy that takes very heavy stock in first impressions and this was the one he got.]

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

[It's amazing the way they flirt]

You can suggest another fun hobby? I tried arson, but the death rate is too low. [it wasn't a wrong first impression to make about Mukuro]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[God, if this is Mukuro's idea of flirting, I almost don't wanna know what his idea of romance is.]

Yeah. One that doesn't involve killing people!

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

[Stabbing, probably. ;3]

I suppose there's always subterfuge. That's a fun hobby.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[And a bouquet of venus fly traps?]

God damn it. Why am I even talking to you about this instead of just doing something about it! You have five seconds Mukuro.

[best-papa-evar.livejournal.com]

[How's it been? Certainly a shitty time to see each other, right? Hughes was just droned and had an unpleasant nap back home, so he wasn't entirely exhausted, but he definitely looked like he'd been through the mill. Besides the missing hand, he had bruises, scrapes, cuts, and any of the above. He was also pretty drained...

But, he'd calmed considerably after he tried to burn down City Hall, thanks to Winry. And he'll do his very best to smile back, though it's a bit empty this time around. At least he had time to think, maybe sort out some of that emotional turmoil.

Didn't make this place any more manageable.]

Yo, Ken.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[He considerably brightens when he sees Hughes. Smiling hurts but he'll do it all the same.]

Hughes! Boy am I glad to see you! I was worried!

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

[I would accept nothing less. Maybe a few nails for the foreplay]

Five seconds until what~?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Before I make you look worse then I do. Five...[And he's actually going to start counting down, advancing purposefully on Mukuro]

[best-papa-evar.livejournal.com]

[Smiling literally hurts, am I right? He pockets his hand and stumped forarm, finding it a bother to move them anymore, with all the aching he was doing.]

I've had a few close calls, but I'm still alive and kicking. You're all there, right? Nothing missing or broken?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken shook his head slowly]

No. Nothing that drastic, I got off pretty easy. I just got worked over by what feels like steel toes. Are you ok? You look worse then I feel.

[best-papa-evar.livejournal.com]

[He shrugged, and dammit all if it didn't hurt to even do such a simple gesture as that. And he laughed nervously.]

To be honest, no. My arm hurts so much I've considered just knocking myself out, but then I realized I'd just be adding a concussion to the list. This lack of medical equipment certainly isn't doing wonders for anyone here...

And it seems like the injured list is growing every second.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Hughes...[He wanted to ask, but knew from experience that would make it hurt more for the other man, so he didn't.]

Yeah, tell me about it. The only thing we have around here for painkillers or antiseptic is the god damn vodka and even that's running short supply! This is fucking insane man!

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

[But Mukuro is stepping back with every step forward]

I'm sure our captors would be very interested in this street battle, comrade. Perhaps we should reschedule.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

I gave you a fucking chance to go the hell away! If you were that concerned you woulda taken it!

[He sees the sense in Mukuro's words but he sure as hell doesn't want to acknowledge it]

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

Did you now? You are the one advancing, not I. Kufufu.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

You coulda run Mukuro. You still can.

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

That's not any fun. Especially since I'm leading you right into a trap I prepared earlier.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Bull shit. You had no idea I would be out here.

[best-papa-evar.livejournal.com]

There's going to be a big problem when the vodka runs out, let me tell you--no one will be able to treat wounds, but they're be even angrier to know they can't get piss-drunk around here.

[He cracks a smile at the thought.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Fuckin' drunks. [Ken grumbles and sighs, running a hand through his hair.]

This has to end soon or else things are just going to get worse and it won't just be the fault of who ever's in control of this.

[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

Not you, specifically, but I planned ahead to meet with ... the comrades.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Then wouldn't it be better if you just sprung it on them and left me the hell alone?!

[best-papa-evar.livejournal.com]

Hey now, you and I might be drinking ourselves into idiocy in a few days, if this doesn't let up. I know for a fact I'm going to try avoiding sobriety if I get jammed in a goddamn beet shredder.

[He blinks, looks over across the cityscape.]

Trust me, I've tried... And, if it's worth anything, I'll keep trying. I've got a wife and daughter waiting for me in my world, and the way I see it, I was given a second chance, coming to Mayfield. I can't really regret waking up there.

So... I'll keep trying, until I can go home.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

I know you'll keep trying. We all will. As for getting sloshed out of my mind, not on your life pal. [Ken generally avoided alcohol, mainly cause he was the easiest drunk in the world compared to most people.]

I'm going to keep trying. I'll force my way out of this place and I will make it HELL for those who put us here!

[best-papa-evar.livejournal.com]

[Hughes smiles.]

That's the spirit.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

And believe me. I know hell well enough to recreated it.