Log; Ongoing

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When; November 1st
Rating; PG
Characters; Katou k_a_t_o_u and Kira noswordjokesplz
Summary; After being burnt up, Katou revives the next day. Kira happens to be around.
Log; Sometime, after several hours of death, Katou's body began to regenerate itself and reform itself into the shape of Katou's body, the plant fibers from Yggdrasil doing the work of restoring him efficiently to the shape that was controlled by his memories. But even after his form was restored, waking up took considerably longer than anything else.

Once Katou did reawaken he was aware of a few things. Firstly, his body was stiff with pain and from a lack of movement and secondly, he was dying for a cigarette. Unfortunately he hurt a bit more than he wanted a cigarette, so that came first.

"Nngh... fuck..."

And of course, his first words after reviving involved cussing.

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Having had nothing better to do, Kira had gone to the site of the latest fire to observe the damage done. He idly remembered how worried Sara had been - though now, he couldn't tell how warranted that worry had been, for the building was left in ashes. After walking around the place a bit and having a good look, he decided it was of no further interest and went about his way in the City; he needed to get some groceries, anyway, and a new supply of cigarettes, while he was at it.

His path lead him around some of the narrower streets and alleyways of the City, and while he knew these parts of a City weren't the nicest places to be, he was still surprised when he turned around a corner and was greeted by the sight of a body sporting altogether oddly familiar features not far down the alley he was entering. His guess was affirmed soon enough as he stood over Katou's corpse.

It wasn't long after he had begun inspecting Katou that he witnessed the body putting itself back together, healing its wounds, and then speaking.

The first word coming out of Katou's mouth would have almost amused Kira at any other time, but even someone such as he couldn't find anything funny about a friend's death. Funny, that.

"What did you get yourself into now?"

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Katou cracked his eyes open as he heard a far too familiar voice chastising him from above him. It figured Kira would find him. The blonde groaned a bit, he didn't even know what time it was and he was positive that whatever the time, it was far too early to have Kira on his case for something he couldn't really remember. One hand came up to help him sit up and he winced as muscled that had at one point been in rigor mortis loosened.

"What do I always get myself into?" He tried to act nonchalant as he searched his memory for what might have happened - his memories were a bit fuzzy - and drew up a blank for the moment beyond fire.

He looked up at Kira, clearly a bit disoriented even if he was doing his best to hide it. "What're you doing here anyways?"

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Oh, he knew Katou was pretending, saw it in every gesture. Kira wasn't planning on letting him keep up the act of "I'm not bothered by this".

"I'm happening upon your corpse while on my way to go grocery shopping." His voice was as dry as always, only barely keeping from showing his annoyance at the whole situation.

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"...Shit." Bits of memory started to come back to him, a girl who looked freaked out and... fire. He ran a hand through his hair and stood, trying to ignore the fact that his clothes were totalled, they could barely be counted as clothes anymore.

"Sorry for interrupting your shopping." He muttered standing up.

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Kira watched wordlessly until Katou had gotten up, not bothering to help. He wanted to know what happened, but he'd find a way to get it out of Katou later.

"Forgiven. Shall I get you new clothes while I'm at it?"

Then, he gave in to his nicotine cravings and lit himself a cigarette.

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Katou slipped on an easy grin to hide any problems he might have looked at his clothes. "What you don't like them as they are? I might try and start a new fad. Burnt Alive style." It was morbid, and a hint at what happened as his memories started to return.

He eyed the cigarettes and realized his probably went up in smoke with the fire. "Oi, mind sharing?"

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"Oh. So that's what it was." Kira barely showed reaction to the information he'd been given. "Don't think that'll ever be a trend." A cigarette, huh? Kira would have to buy new ones, anyway. He might as well be lenient, considering the circumstances. Wordlessly, he tapped another out of his pack, lit it on his own, and gave it to Katou.