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discedo_logs2010-01-24 04:42 am
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Don't turn around
Who: Takaya Sakaki and Kakihara Masa
Where: The roof of Horton, to extend elsewhere. They're just ramblin' men, these guys.
When: January 23, 2010.
Rating: alkjfaoiejf I don't even know. Probably moderate to high, depending on the shenanigans they get into.
Summary: Men of similar interests get together for a chat and a walk.
the log:
Jacket - and no Snuggie - wrapped tight around him, Takaya made his way towards the roof of the Horton building. He didn't see any problem or hassle with going there instead of Kakihara's apartment - the reason he'd suggested visiting Kakihara's place was because Jin was exactly the same, and because giving away their location was something he wouldn't do. Sure, there were eyes everywhere in this building, but he didn't need a new pair focused flatly on their backs.
He advanced up the stairs, slipping on one of the snow-slicked steps but catching himself on the railing - he wasn't used to traversing on snow, he'd have to be careful. It really wouldn't do to slip up and break something, now would it? It would definitely put his and Jin's plans on hiatus, and though they weren't specific at the moment, he wouldn't risk screwing anything up. Letting out a sigh, as he'd held his breath in expectation of a fall, Takaya stuck his free hand in his pocket to keep it some semblance of warm and headed up the stairs once again, carefully this time. If Kakihara wasn't here yet, he'd just wait around until he showed. If he was attacked by the monster eating others alive, he could either kill it or do his best to catch a video of whatever it was - just to shut everyone up and to assist Jin. He was as unafraid of death as ever, after all - here it was a mere annoyance, and though this was annoying in and of itself, it allowed his apathy towards the whole matter to continue unheeded.
"Kakihara," he called, idly making his way up the stairs, "have you arrived, or will I wait?"
Where: The roof of Horton, to extend elsewhere. They're just ramblin' men, these guys.
When: January 23, 2010.
Rating: alkjfaoiejf I don't even know. Probably moderate to high, depending on the shenanigans they get into.
Summary: Men of similar interests get together for a chat and a walk.
the log:
Jacket - and no Snuggie - wrapped tight around him, Takaya made his way towards the roof of the Horton building. He didn't see any problem or hassle with going there instead of Kakihara's apartment - the reason he'd suggested visiting Kakihara's place was because Jin was exactly the same, and because giving away their location was something he wouldn't do. Sure, there were eyes everywhere in this building, but he didn't need a new pair focused flatly on their backs.
He advanced up the stairs, slipping on one of the snow-slicked steps but catching himself on the railing - he wasn't used to traversing on snow, he'd have to be careful. It really wouldn't do to slip up and break something, now would it? It would definitely put his and Jin's plans on hiatus, and though they weren't specific at the moment, he wouldn't risk screwing anything up. Letting out a sigh, as he'd held his breath in expectation of a fall, Takaya stuck his free hand in his pocket to keep it some semblance of warm and headed up the stairs once again, carefully this time. If Kakihara wasn't here yet, he'd just wait around until he showed. If he was attacked by the monster eating others alive, he could either kill it or do his best to catch a video of whatever it was - just to shut everyone up and to assist Jin. He was as unafraid of death as ever, after all - here it was a mere annoyance, and though this was annoying in and of itself, it allowed his apathy towards the whole matter to continue unheeded.
"Kakihara," he called, idly making his way up the stairs, "have you arrived, or will I wait?"