OPEN SEASON 2.

[crawly]

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2. provide a prompt.

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3. gotta go fast.

☛ not actually. this is a permanently open post! tag at your own speed.

previous post here.

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[obscurant]

All right. ♣

[ After taking up their food Hisoka goes with Chrollo out of the sandwich shop to the park. For the rest of the walk he's relatively quiet, though he looks around with interest and curiosity from time to time. ]

[specialization]

[the quiet seems to suit Chrollo, who occasionally glances to his companion but otherwise seems content on the walk. he knows where to go, he knows Hisoka won't fall behind. once they're there, he steers them to a bench off to the side - unobtrusive, a place to simply be, but a place where they can see everything else that happens at the same time.]

Sometimes it's suffocating to breathe the inside air all the time.

[this is dropped as they sit, an observation neatly thrown out.]

The walls get closer and it's like you can push a bit further and see the edge of going crazy. Not tipping over it, but understanding where it is. I wonder...

[Chrollo trails off, looking somewhere in the middle distance. his mind keeps going, it always does. wrapped up in his own chain of ideas.]

[indeliblestars]

[it's the promised day, and Fee's agreed to meet Heine at a very neutral place between. no expectations for that, nothing beyond showing up. okay, so maybe he makes sure he doesn't look like he just rolled out of the shop for his date with a button down and he tries and fails to make his hair do anything, but that's all normal. low pressure. sure.

but he is looking for Heine once he's there, keeping his eyes sharp for white hair and that familiar face. maybe he looks a little dorky leaning and looking around with his hands tucked in his pockets, and maybe he's looking in the wrong direction, but Fee's trying. he managed being on time, he can manage waiting patiently for him.]

[canicide]

[ Fee does turn out to be looking at the wrong side of the train station when Heine shows up, but Heine announces himself with a short 'hi' as he approaches, so hopefully no one is startled. ]

You ready to go?

[ Heine has a jacket on over a white buttoned shirt only slightly paler than his skin—not out of the ordinary in terms of wardrobe, and his hair is certainly sticking up everywhere like it usually does. These are in fact results of his nerves, in that he's making a concerted effort to not appear overdressed. ]

[obscurant]

[ Hisoka doesn't start eating just yet. He settles onto the bench, leaning back and looking around with his legs crossed. He listens to Chrollo talk, glancing towards him out of the corner of his eye. ]

Have you been working inside for too long?

[ Or perhaps Chrollo is thinking of something else. ]

[indeliblestars]

[turning around, Fee grins, realizing his mistake, and nods.]

I am. And you look nice!

[not that he doesn't look nice regularly, but hey, he can comment on it, tonight of all nights.]

Which...which way are we going? To get there from here.

[specialization]

[somewhere halfway between here and there. that's where he is, he thinks. somewhere where his thoughts are bigger than his mind allows.]

Ask me that a few years ago and I would have said yes without a doubt. Now...now I'm better at balancing my time, and making sure I remember to go outside.

[is it metaphor? is it reality? (yes.)]

[canicide]

Uh, thanks. [ Heine jams his hands into his pockets and uses the opportunity to dig out his wallet. ] We're taking the train inbound.

You hungry?

[ C...onversation....... ]

[obscurant]

Did you not go out to see the world before?

[ Was he not in a situation to do so? ]

[indeliblestars]

Yeah, actually. You mentioned an Italian place?

[like he didn't know this for fact, like he wouldn't remember that important conversation.]

[specialization]

Can someone say they truly saw something with a veil over their eyes?

[tilting his head back, he stares up at the sky.]

Hmm. Maybe that's...

[but he doesn't finish the sentence, instead stretching his arms above his head before he changes tack.]

How much of the world have you seen?

[canicide]

Yeah. It's close to the South Station stop, so...

[ Ah, good, the train is pulling into the station. Inside it's loud enough that Heine feels all right about not trying to talk. As he'd said, the restaurant is only two blocks from the train station. It's a small, cozy establishment and busy at this time of night, but they manage to get one of the last few empty tables.

Heine just hopes that the amount of customers will keep anyone he knows who might be working tonight from noticing him. ]

[obscurant]

[ While Hisoka appreciates Chrollo's sense of artistry, sometimes he's a little too vague to understand. ]

Not as much of it as I'd like. But I'm fortunate to travel for my work ♣ and meet so many new people.

[indeliblestars]

[Fee, on his part, seems delighted. admittedly that's a low bar to pass, seeing as how he gets delighted over little things, but still. not talking was fine, just being in Heine's presence qualifies this as a date, and as they take a seat, he finally does speak.]

I've noticed this place, but never actually been in...you come here often, or you just know it's good?

[it doesn't matter, because things smell good, and that's enough for him.]

[canicide]

I've been here before. [ Heine leans back in his chair, trying to be casual as he looks into the menu even though he basically already knows what he wants to order. ] Uh, the pasta's good. We could get salad too.

[specialization]

[it's him being pretentious, honestly.]

What's the best place you've ever gotten to travel? If you have one.

[can he at least get that out of Hisoka?]

[indeliblestars]

Really? That sounds good. I mean, I'll trust any salad that's not just a bowl of lettuce with one little tomato on top.

[Fee's eyes are scanning the menu, and he seems to be flip flopping between two different things after a minute.]

Help me out here. Heads or tails?

[this is a valid decision making process.]

[canicide]

Heads.

[ Heine chooses the pasta he usually gets and a salad on the side, to try and give the impression that he eats healthily... sometimes. ]

What are you picking between?

[ If he's picking between two, he probably likes both, and Heine can try and remember them for next time if he ever has the need (or chance, rather) to buy him food. ]

[obscurant]

[ Hisoka allows his gaze to slide sideways at Chrollo. ]

Your apartment has a certain charm. A pity I didn't stay long that time.

[specialization]

Is that your way of saying you want to go back to it?

[it had been a rare occurrence to let him in once. it'll take a little more than a wish to let him in again.]

[indeliblestars]

Alfredo or the regular ravioli. But thanks to you, looks like I'm going with the first!

[the attempt at eating healthy counts. and Fee'd be equally happy to have gotten "tails" as an answer, setting the menu down.]

Actually, most of the time I just eat at home. So something like this...it's special.

[canicide]

[ Special. Special. Heine tries not to fluster visibly and mostly succeeds. He nods shortly and stares down at his menu again. Soon enough their server comes by, a small girl with short hair and a smile that turns positively predatory when she sees Heine with a stranger.

The glare Heine shoots her must dissuade her, though, because she tones it down a moment later, offering them drinks and asking if they're ready to order. ]

[obscurant]

Invite me in. ♣ I'll come.

[ It was a nice apartment. But any way to spend time with Chrollo, really. ]

[indeliblestars]

[if Fee sees her grin, he doesn't let Heine know, instead ordering his choice and throwing in a "thanks" on the end, handing her his menu with a smile.

he meant it about being special. why not admit it, if it was the truth? going out, being on a date, getting minorly dressed up - that's special to him.]

So? Anything interesting happen with you, or do I have to pull out the story about the guy who showed up for an appointment and then proceeded to complain the entire time about how much it hurt to the point where even I was getting ticked?

[specialization]

I might.

[there's enough hidden in his apartment that he'd want to make sure it was locked down before inviting anyone else over. but also, it's Hisoka - and for whatever he thinks, there's a difference between having lunch with him away from the office and inviting him into his place. that's no longer neutral ground.]

I admit I wasn't the best host last time.