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tampered2008-06-27 12:21 am
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log; ongoing;
When; Thursday evening.
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Hitsugaya Toushirou [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
boobheight]; Urahara Kisuke [vivememorleti]
Summary; Not quite polar opposites, the two men from different worlds meet over milk and mochi.
Log;
The way Toushirou saw it, happiness was an emotion that he could not afford to feel to great lengths in the City. There were some people who could multitask at emotion-- in fact, it was one of Matsumoto's strengths, able to keep up with the Gotei while still obsessing over... whatever had overcome her for the day, whether a desire to nap, smother, or drink. To Toushirou, it always felt as though he was diverging attention, energy, focus-- dangerous things to lose within the City, particularly when he'd taken it upon his shoulders to provide and protect others at the expense of his own relaxation, perhaps. How timely it was, then, that so soon after he'd practically been guaranteed a position on the police force, he had managed to secure a time and place for a meeting with Urahara Kisuke.
Dread was a quick and easy way to cut off a sense of accomplishment, after all.
Not the type of dread that one got when facing unpleasantries, although Urahara Kisuke was far from a pleasant man. Instead, the type of dread that came with uncertainty, with an almost complete inability on Toushirou's part to determine Kisuke's intentions or his history, both of which were fairly crucial if the two were to be working together in any capacity. There was no doubt in Toushirou's mind that he wanted Kisuke on their side.
But how much involvement, how much trust he was willing to bet. Uncertainties, see?
Toushirou waited outside the front doors of the shop, knowing that Kisuke had probably long since sensed his reiatsu.
Don't keep me waiting, Urahara Kisuke.
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Hitsugaya Toushirou [
boobheight]; Urahara Kisuke [vivememorleti]Summary; Not quite polar opposites, the two men from different worlds meet over milk and mochi.
Log;
The way Toushirou saw it, happiness was an emotion that he could not afford to feel to great lengths in the City. There were some people who could multitask at emotion-- in fact, it was one of Matsumoto's strengths, able to keep up with the Gotei while still obsessing over... whatever had overcome her for the day, whether a desire to nap, smother, or drink. To Toushirou, it always felt as though he was diverging attention, energy, focus-- dangerous things to lose within the City, particularly when he'd taken it upon his shoulders to provide and protect others at the expense of his own relaxation, perhaps. How timely it was, then, that so soon after he'd practically been guaranteed a position on the police force, he had managed to secure a time and place for a meeting with Urahara Kisuke.
Dread was a quick and easy way to cut off a sense of accomplishment, after all.
Not the type of dread that one got when facing unpleasantries, although Urahara Kisuke was far from a pleasant man. Instead, the type of dread that came with uncertainty, with an almost complete inability on Toushirou's part to determine Kisuke's intentions or his history, both of which were fairly crucial if the two were to be working together in any capacity. There was no doubt in Toushirou's mind that he wanted Kisuke on their side.
But how much involvement, how much trust he was willing to bet. Uncertainties, see?
Toushirou waited outside the front doors of the shop, knowing that Kisuke had probably long since sensed his reiatsu.
Don't keep me waiting, Urahara Kisuke.