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tampered2008-05-11 01:45 am
i-themagician.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2008-05-11 01:45 am
log; ongoing
When; May 11th, late morning
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Riou![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bright_shield and Clow Reed i_themagician
Summary; After this, Clow and Riou spend the early morning hours stalking each other... until they finally meet for an EPIC BATTORU. (This takes place right before Clow finally decides to show up to work, for anyone wondering.)
Log;
The sun was rising higher in the sky; he had been stalking his quarry since the early hours of the morning and although it didn't seem that he was getting anywhere, it helped that his prey was also stalking him. Clow could sense Riou's presence growing ever closer, though he still could not see the other man. Still, he waited, crouched in the underbrush somewhere in the northern wild, having forseen that this was the area where they would finally catch sight of one another.
'I never do this,' Clow found himself observing, and it was true. Not once did he ever remember stalking someone with intent to kill, or even having any active desire to murder anyone - although he of course couldn't recall right now that even the concept of homicide usually made him feel uneasy. As much as he was enjoying this little game right now one would think he'd have played it more frequently, yet he feels no regret at not having done so. In fact, he feels no emotion at all about it - it's just a simple observation in his head that this is not normal behavior for him and Clow doesn't even think to wonder what is.
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Riou
bright_shield and Clow Reed i_themagicianSummary; After this, Clow and Riou spend the early morning hours stalking each other... until they finally meet for an EPIC BATTORU. (This takes place right before Clow finally decides to show up to work, for anyone wondering.)
Log;
The sun was rising higher in the sky; he had been stalking his quarry since the early hours of the morning and although it didn't seem that he was getting anywhere, it helped that his prey was also stalking him. Clow could sense Riou's presence growing ever closer, though he still could not see the other man. Still, he waited, crouched in the underbrush somewhere in the northern wild, having forseen that this was the area where they would finally catch sight of one another.
'I never do this,' Clow found himself observing, and it was true. Not once did he ever remember stalking someone with intent to kill, or even having any active desire to murder anyone - although he of course couldn't recall right now that even the concept of homicide usually made him feel uneasy. As much as he was enjoying this little game right now one would think he'd have played it more frequently, yet he feels no regret at not having done so. In fact, he feels no emotion at all about it - it's just a simple observation in his head that this is not normal behavior for him and Clow doesn't even think to wonder what is.