OPEN SEASON 2.

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[specialization]

[truthfully, he could say no. could refrain from letting this get to be too complicated. but now he's involved, after seeing the man die, after being seen. now it's begun, and he might as well let it get as convoluted as this night was planning for.

so he doesn't say anything, still, but he watches Hisoka as he follows behind. as long as he's seemingly having no trouble with the body, Chrollo will make no move to help him carry it like he could if he was in a mood to be kind. beyond that, the greatest question in his head is why. was there a reason to let him see it, beyond the fact that Hisoka knew he wouldn't tell? but if it was that alone, then he wouldn't have invited him over, effectively repositioned him so he could see the whole thing.

Hisoka, you showoff.

it's too easy to slip and take the whole thing in stride, just a matter of business, even as it sits ill with the person he's been trying to be. that's another thing he can ponder as he follows along, letting Hisoka show the way they're going.]

[obscurant]

[ hisoka takes the body not out back, but down a floor to a side entrance—the kind of discreet door that someone who really didn't want to be seen would take. there isn't a car outside. hisoka sets the body down (the warmth has started to leech out of it, the scent of death rising putrid and strong from the flesh. hisoka relishes it all) in an unlit alcove outside the door and dusts his hands off. ]

Keep an eye on him for me, will you? ♦

[ he gives chrollo a half-mocking salute before leaving, walking around the corner of the building to get his car and drive it over. whether chrollo stays or not is now up to him. but hisoka thinks he knows enough about chrollo to expect better than that. he hasn't taken the wallet off the man, or any of his personal items. there's a wealth of information to be gained, and hisoka gives it willingly. ]

[specialization]

[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.]

[obscurant]

[ hisoka doesn't come back until well after chrollo is done. he parks and steps out of the driver side, looking down at the body with a slow wide smile before tipping his head at chrollo. ]

The trunk.

[ it's lined with plastic inside already. hisoka lifts the body on his own, tips it in, and shuts the trunk. he'll deal with teeth, fingerprints, and other personal identification marks later on.

he'll find the lack of bills and other items strange. but for now, hisoka doesn't think of chrollo taking it; he's occupied with taking the body to a cleaning site. ]

You can return to the party. ♦ I don't mind going home alone.

[specialization]

I wasn't going back to the party.

[missed connections, Hisoka, but Chrollo shrugs and starts walking away after throwing a small, almost careless smile over his shoulder. he'll leave the same way he got here and leave you to your newly made, newly lost friend, himself to the items that he'll go over like a picky magpie. and to replaying the moment in his head as many times as he feels like.]

[obscurant]

[ well, that's all right. ♦ hisoka presses his lips together slightly, then smiles. ]

I'll see you soon. ♥

[ he waves with his fingers slightly and watches chrollo leave.

the body is something he will deal with himself. he likes disposing of them, but not nearly as much as he enjoys the kill—of course. he drives, deep into the night, and doesn't look back. ]