http://jokeralwayswins.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] jokeralwayswins.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] soul_logs2011-02-22 11:05 am

Bored from lack of killing [OPEN]

Characters: [livejournal.com profile] jokeralwayswins and whoever wants to tango
Location: Shibusen City Park
Rating: PG-13 (you never know with Hisoka...)
Time: October 21st, early afternoon
Description: Hisoka is pretty bored, so he's just sitting around in the park, playing with his deck of cards.


Hisoka flopped down under a large tree, bored. There hadn't been much to play with since he killed off that demented Crane. His lips curled in a smile. That had been fun. Pity Heine seemed to have disappeared since their meeting during that fight - Hisoka would have liked to play with him a little more. And it seemed that Giovanni had also flown the coop. What a shame. He'd been a useful source of information.

Crossing his legs, he absently brushed away the leaves and twigs in front of him, and began easily building a tower of cards.

[identity profile] fatechange.livejournal.com 2011-02-22 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
The tour had been…helpful. Honestly it had been overwhelming and disconcerting but Allen knew that the information from the tour had been necessary even if he still didn’t know where to start. Fight, that was what he had done for so long of course but in a war that was not his own for reasons that he didn’t understand, that wasn’t the same.

There was a different war he should have been fighting and the only way to get back to it was to fight someone else’s war. He supposed life had never been about fairness. Ironically in this place his injuries seemed to hurt less, without that sense of something stirring inside him. Now that he was gone he had to wonder what happened to get rid of it, was it this place?

Allen wasn’t good at sitting around for answers, so he’d walked. And while they had thoughtfully provided a map—of course he got lost, it was the rule of the universe or something. He stopped, looking around, for being in the middle of the dessert this place still had a lot of greenery.

Maybe it was the somewhat clownish appearance or maybe it was the cards, carefully stacked into a house. Allen approached, if nothing else maybe he could get some directions back to that place he was staying.