capeandcowllogs | [COMPLETE] "There are four kinds of Homicide: felonious, excusable, justifiable, and praiseworthy."

WHO: [Bad username or site: hitokiri_ookami title= @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: bestmachine title= @ livejournal.com], and [Bad username or site: satisfiedsigner title= @ livejournal.com]
WHERE: One of the City parks, may move from there.
WHEN: July 28, 2009, evening
WARNINGS: Violence, torture, character death, second-hand smoke?
SUMMARY: Saitou's not genderbent anymore, and is going to resume his original plan of tracking Cavil down, now that he's the confirmed suspect of Kiryu's torture and murder. Though just getting out of his room for a breather from all this nonsense this week does have its priorities, and so tags along with Kiryu for some fresh air. There just. may/may not be someone unexpected in the area tonight, as well.
FORMAT: Para

This week had been hell.

Saitou was never one to feel so... humiliated or ridiculed since his days as a foolish young man who thought he knew everything of the world. Hijikata-san had fixed that, along with Okita-san. And his third squad. And his father. And Death.

Especially Death.

Though the former Shinsengumi imagined Kiryu was probably pleased to see Saitou sporting his usual scowl, sans any ridiculous female features. Oddly enough when Saitou had turned back, his hair had still remained long. A minor annoyance to get it cut, but not the worst thing to complain about, either. He had had long hair before, for many a year. Everyone of the Shinsengumi had. Even the Battousai.

Kiryu was probably relieved that Saitou was back to his mulling, sarcastic self once more, as well. At least Saitou imagined so. He still planned on beating the daylights out of Sho next time Saitou saw him, however; reaper or not. Saitou had accepted a spar with Lucifer, after all. A "reaper" should be no different.

In the meantime, the samurai was content with sitting on the park bench underneath one of the street lights throughout the scenery, finishing off the last of his take-out while watching Kiryu socialize with his... "dog", of sorts. It was a strange thing, up close, and while Saitou wasn't exactly overly fond of pets, he didn't dislike them much, either. It didn't matter too much either way, to him. As long as they behaved; which this one was doing fine.

He was content to be silent for now, also, just wandering around in his thoughts. He knew that Cavil had the upper-hand, right now, if the ahou had been correct about tracking down comms. But, Cavil also probably couldn't sense people approaching from miles away. Every conversation, every footstep, every cough, within a few miles radius - Saitou could hear them all.

And the sound of that man's throat ripping apart was one he was looking forward to.

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Kiryu had to admit, he'd been a little surprised when Saitou had agreed to hang out with him, at least for this short amount of time. Usually, Kiryu had to drag him places, but he guessed that Saitou had been sick of being inside and was somewhat glad for the chance to spend some time outside.

Either way, he wasn't complaining. All that matter was that Saitou had agreed. And now here they were.

Of course, he'd also been a little antsy from hanging out in one place for a couple days, so he hadn't even finished his take out before calling out Infernity Beast to play with him. He knew the dog-like monster didn't really need to "stretch his legs", but he liked to pretend that he appreciated the attention. Most of the time.

Then, of course, since he favorite activity was chasing after birds, maybe not. Because it usually got Kiryu chasing after him more than he would have liked. and it usually got people mad at him for not controlling his "dog" better.

"Hey!" Kiryu spun around as Infernity Beast raced past him, yapping at birds again. "Come back!"

He sighed and started chasing after him. At least he got exercise this way.

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