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soul_logs2012-02-12 11:29 pm
suchselfishness) wrote in soul_logs2012-02-12 11:29 pm
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[ Closed | Mission | Andorra, Europe ]
Characters: Rhode Kamelot & Rokudo Mukuro
Location: Andorra, Europe
Rating: PG
Time: January 24, all day
Description: Sick days are all well and good when they're needed, but after a string of bad luck and injuries, Mukuro & Rhode are back on the mission roster to get #29.
It was a bit chilly in Andorra, even for January. Mukuro had likely managed to warm up with all the fighting and moving about, but sitting in Weapon form and focusing on her ability didn't provide Rhode with much opportunity for aerobics.
Rhode was thankful that she'd bundled up in her goosedown coat as she slipped out of her Weapon form, taking a moment to lick the kishin egg's blood from her hand before pulling her mittens out of her pocket and slipping them onto her chilly fingers. It was easy enough to snag the soul from where it was floating above the eviscerated mess that had once been the monster, once she picked her way through the bloody mess without getting her boots bloody. One big swallow, and that was that- She turned around to face her Meister with a smile, hopping over the gore to return to his side.
"One more!" She chirped, holding up a finger (though it wasn't very useful, since her fingers were covered by one solid mitten anyways) to show him. "One more, and then we have thirty. I think thirty deserves something special, don't you? Treats, or a party, perhaps."
Location: Andorra, Europe
Rating: PG
Time: January 24, all day
Description: Sick days are all well and good when they're needed, but after a string of bad luck and injuries, Mukuro & Rhode are back on the mission roster to get #29.
It was a bit chilly in Andorra, even for January. Mukuro had likely managed to warm up with all the fighting and moving about, but sitting in Weapon form and focusing on her ability didn't provide Rhode with much opportunity for aerobics.
Rhode was thankful that she'd bundled up in her goosedown coat as she slipped out of her Weapon form, taking a moment to lick the kishin egg's blood from her hand before pulling her mittens out of her pocket and slipping them onto her chilly fingers. It was easy enough to snag the soul from where it was floating above the eviscerated mess that had once been the monster, once she picked her way through the bloody mess without getting her boots bloody. One big swallow, and that was that- She turned around to face her Meister with a smile, hopping over the gore to return to his side.
"One more!" She chirped, holding up a finger (though it wasn't very useful, since her fingers were covered by one solid mitten anyways) to show him. "One more, and then we have thirty. I think thirty deserves something special, don't you? Treats, or a party, perhaps."
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Rhode was so totally his. No one was going to take that away from him, in Mukuro's opinion.
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She grinned, leaning back to look up at her Meister as well as she could from this position.
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More like he already HAD, but...
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Rhode positively beamed, closing her eyes and giggling quietly as she tugged at his coat to try and bring it around her.
"You're terribly sweet." She let out of a soft hum, nuzzling back against him. "I'd kill for you, too."
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"Perhaps we should get you a coat in this place before we leave. It can count as our souvenir."
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She sighed, pushing herself upright and turning so her cheek could rest against his chest as she wrapped her arms around him beneath his jacket.
"I have a perfectly good coat at home, anyways. I just like how warm you are."
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He glanced down a her, looking curious.
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"... A bureau, perhaps? Or a coffee table for the living room."
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"A coffee table is going to be a little hard to transport, you know."
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'No' isn't the answer she wants to hear.
"They can send it on a ship, or something."
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"Yes, I suppose that's possible."
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"Perhaps we could go into town and look at the shops. Find something perfectly Andorran for our lovely little apartment."
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And they had time to kill. Death City was boring.
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She hadn't seen this much green in a while, and it was such a nice climate. Europe was always one of her favorite places to visit, especially when the weather wasn't frigid cold. Even so, she reached out for his hand, starting off toward the town with a bit of spring in her step.