OPEN SEASON 2.

[crawly]

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[horned_owl]

We'll raid the fridge together and split the catch. You take the sweets and candy, I take the other... stuff. [Pause] Except fish. No one wants fish. We leave the cat fish.

[midblock]

Crows eat fish too.

[ crows will eat anything. ]

So you just want to empty out his fridge?

[horned_owl]

Well... [Bokuto gives Tsukishima a look] at first, yes. But when you ask me something like that I start to second guess myself.

[There's a mischevious spark in his eyes-] Do you want to do more than just empty his fridge?

[midblock]

[ hmm... ]

TP'ing's sort of juvenile, isn't it?

[horned_owl]

[Bokuto laughs-] Well, we are emptying his fridge, so not really! I'm in!

[obscurant]

[ no denial means something, either that chrollo does care, or that he leaves it ambiguous on purpose for hisoka to interpret. and of course, if hisoka's interpreting it for himself, he's going for the positive, isn't he?

it makes him happy. ♥

he returns the their appetizer; it's a small serving, as is common in this kind of restaurant, and once they're done the server is returning with their entrees. ]

Next time, we ought to bring Illumi with us.

[ two of his favorite people in one place, oh. ]

[autotelism]

[ he can hear bits of tonio over the phone, the cadence of his voice familiar and recognizable. rohan thinks to himself of writing dialogue for a character whose second language is japanese, the intricacies of linguistics...

giorno's talking to him again. rohan brings his attention back sharply and with a slight frown. ]

Life drawing practice. [ he pauses abruptly, eyes traveling over giorno. ] The plan was to work on still lifes, but I could push that back until tomorrow.

[midblock]

Okay.

[ to make it seem like a better idea, tsukishima takes another long pull of his drink. he's started the movie, which encourages that. ]

[tropism]

Ah, that's interesting. If you don't mind an audience, I'd like to be around? I'm not much for art, but - I'll try not to get in your way.

[ and he does sound excited about it, barely contained in his face as he makes the request of rohan. ]

As for Tonio - he approves of my date, and he's excited to see you tonight.

[autotelism]

Tonio ought to approve of me. [ rohan grumbles, because if you save a guy from abalones they owe you a debt, thank you.]

But yes, you should come. I want to draw you.

[tropism]

[ that's surprising. giorno raises his eyebrows at that, and he is silent as he considers it. modesty compels him to turn down the offer, but - giorno is certainly vain enough to throw away his modesty. why shouldn't rohan be interested in drawing him? he is absolutely beautiful.

he bites the inside of his cheek, and then replies with, ]

I'll allow it.

[autotelism]

[ rohan rolls his eyes at that. who wouldn't like to be depicted by his hand, he wants to know.

the practice will be welcome and necessary, however, and rohan dismisses the topic just as easily as it had come up. ]

Then I'll see you at dinner. I will have to change and ready myself.

[tropism]

I'll come by around 6.

[ and that was that.

morioh in the evening was even more charming: giorno finds enjoyment in the quiet streets, a very marked contrast from the way naples tends to become unbearable from time to time. a hustling and bustling street, however, means multiple economic opportunities. a quiet street means more time for the self and the company, and giorno has to remind himself that he's not here for work, he's here to enjoy his vacation.

if he can convince his handlers that he needs the peace and quiet, that is. giorno had told his men that he didn't need to be tracked - it's a quiet town, who is going to threaten him here? - but they're there, anyway, passione flitting through the shadows and marking him as he moves through the streets quietly in his flashy car. the way they can afford to worry about him, one would think there was nothing in italy to concern themselves with.

then again, when you're giorno giovanna, who can stand up against you anywhere?

giorno is dressed in white, gold, and lavender. perhaps he is tempting fate by going to a dinner in a white suit, but it's not like he's a boor.

he parks the car right outside and waits, sending a text to rohan that he's waiting as he heads towards the door. ]

[autotelism]

[ rohan dresses up even if he's just sitting in his studio and working. his dinner wear for the night is understated by his standards: moss green mugler jacket with straps and sleeves, white pressed trousers and mid-top shoes in dark brown leather with a slight heel. with no shirt under the jacket, his collarbones and shoulders exposed, the dark green band of a necklace about his throat is as stark as the stain of his deeply colored lipstick.

(the 90's weren't that long ago, after all.)

he's prepared by 6pm, but giorno will still have to wait a minute outside before rohan appears and greets him. ]

[tropism]

[ he waits for rohan, anyway. it must not be uncommon for people to wait outside of his house, considering rohan's stellar social skills. on the other hand, he is a special visitor in that he has managed to carry a conversation with him more than once and rohan did not kick him out of his circle.

and once he sees him, giorno smiles. he looks wonderful. not that rohan never does look wonderful - he approves of the meticulous way he cares for his appearance whether there's a reason for him to go outside or not - but he appreciates the fact that they look attractive together. there's something to be said about appearances, and giorno always appreciates people who take the time to maintain them. in his facetious life as a mafia boss, any effort involved to maintain a persona, good or bad, always gets a kind of approval from him.

he offers his left arm to escort him, should he feel like taking it to the car. he can't stop smiling. ]

[autotelism]

[ rohan takes his arm without much hesitation, releasing it when they get to the car. he's quiet for once, even though it doesn't last long; once the car has started and they're on their way he speaks up again. ]

You're in a good mood.

[tropism]

It's a fine evening, and we're about to get good food. You look like you stepped out of Vogue. Really, I can't be happier.

[ that and they're no longer talking about business. there's the faintest sound of music coming from the radio as they make their way to tonio's - a somewhat short trip given the size of the town, but giorno drives there comfortably. ]

[autotelism]

[ of course he looks good (because rohan is as full of himself as someone can be). the compliment still makes rohan turn more fully towards giorni, resting his chin on his hand. ]

You don't look so bad yourself.

[ the smile's nice, since it's genuine. ]

wheezes back to life

[specialization]

[let him draw his own conclusions, while Chrollo plays his cards a little closer. let the absence of denial say what it will. jealousy would imply something that isn't (perhaps isn't yet) the case. jealousy implies something like possession.

but pulling out the truth would require a good deal more effort.

the idea of bringing Illumi...would the man play willingly along with Hisoka's schemes, or would he be unto himself? Chrollo doesn't know him more than he knows Hisoka - so it would be interesting, at the least.]

Whenever he's free. We can accommodate his schedule.

[tropism]

[ the restaurant is warm when they walk in, and tonio has a table ready for the young don and the mangaka. he tries not to be too formal with giorno despite the latter's insistence, and with rohan he warmly welcomes him in his restaurant. giorno pulls a chair for rohan, and then seats himself. ]

Tonio reminds me of home. I'm glad he's doing so well in this town.

[ he looks at rohan, rather thoughtful. ] I'm surprised Morioh is good enough for you to stay in. I picture you more in the city, something like Tokyo, for example. [ but what does he know. rohan is the one who can read people like books, and while giorno does have the skill, it certainly doesn't compare to someone like him.

a funny thing, to have someone so powerful as kishibe rohan and yet not have his loyalty. the egoistic side of giorno is only the slightest bit offended at this arrangement. there are plenty of options available to someone who holds italy in the palm of his hand with a stand that cannot be matched and with men and women who are willing to lay their lives for him, and yet kishibe rohan will not be moved. it is maddening, but very intriguing to giorno. it keeps him coming back to this small town, even if it has other attractive citizens. ]

[obscurant]

Can we? You're busy all the time. I hardly ever see you outside of work. ♦

[autotelism]

Tonio is finding his place. [ as is giorno, in a different half of the world. ] The city is too busy when I'm working. Obviously there are facets of life there that I have to incorporate into my art, but living and spending too much time there is simply exhausting.

[ rohan takes his seat. there's no menu here; tonio starts them with a light antipasto and prosecco. ]

I prefer to go to less crowded environments when I travel for leisure.

[specialization]

You've hardly asked to see me otherwise.

[simply because his circle was not Hisoka's circle didn't mean he was busy all the time. if he asked again, Chrollo might find it in his heart to accommodate. (however many times he's asked before, Chrollo will call it hardly. maybe he just wants to be slightly difficult.)]

[obscurant]

When I ask you if you're free, darling, it means I want to see you. ♦ Whether it's just for a coffee or for... more.

[ Hisoka's eyelids are lowered as he smiles up at Chrollo. ]

Next time, will you let me take you out?

[specialization]

Okay.

[just like that. simply choosing to say yes, if only because he can be difficult in other ways, and saying yes is still a novelty that amuses him. because so far, this has been a better use of this evening than him settling in waiting for inspiration.]

If I don't forget.

[or "forget." but he has the sensation that he'll consent the next time as well. who knows, maybe Chrollo will be honest about where he's been, or what's in his head. maybe next time he won't half dismiss the gestures from Hisoka that he can read the intent of - it's all possibility.

perhaps the next rose Hisoka offers out, he'll keep.]