[the temptation had been strong, and it had been soundly telling himself no that was the reason he didn't take what was there off the body while Hisoka was carrying it. now, with it right there, and Hisoka off for a moment, it's irresistible. something that's never fallen out of practice even if recently he's only been using it for harmless jokes. he knows how to take out what seems important and what's interesting, slipping it all into the inner pockets of his coat to be actually sorted through later, the information to be pieced together and the story to be inferred. saves Hisoka the trouble of getting rid of it, right?
all of that only takes a moment, and when Chrollo straightens up, one would never know that he'd just stripped what of value was there. by the time Hisoka's driven his car over, Chrollo has his hands deep in his own pants pockets, looking around like nothing at all happened.]
Will he go in the backseat or the trunk?
[again, he could offer to help, but he has to be just that particular level of jackass about this. it distracts him from how little he actually cares.]
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all of that only takes a moment, and when Chrollo straightens up, one would never know that he'd just stripped what of value was there. by the time Hisoka's driven his car over, Chrollo has his hands deep in his own pants pockets, looking around like nothing at all happened.]
Will he go in the backseat or the trunk?
[again, he could offer to help, but he has to be just that particular level of jackass about this. it distracts him from how little he actually cares.]