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Post by Izaya on Feb 17, 2014 21:50:04 GMT -5
(A simple roleplay where any of our members are allowed to join. Mainly directed towards @saika.)
Izaya sat back in his chair, up to his usual tactics. Lately though, the informant seemed a bit more bored than normal, and therefore started looking for even more things to dabble into. Things he more or less shouldn't have, or wouldn't normally care about otherwise. At this time, it was different, boredom was one of his least favorite things, and it almost usually ended up in something bad. "I could always pin Shizu-chan for something that Brute didn't do again, but I'd much rather come up with something even better~" He wasn't talking to anyone in particular, seeing as how Namie wasn't even there, but he didn't care, like usual. From there, the informant continued with what he was doing.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2014 17:26:41 GMT -5
A certain stalker clung to the side of a building, specifically Izaya's location. She almost lost footing as she peered through the bottom of the window. "I can't believing I'm doing this crap." She growled under her breath. "I could've been at the sushi place by now, but noo, I had to go bother Iza on impulse..." Blink. "Talking to myself is a very bad habit, I should stop."
Tongue on the roof of her mouth, she checked her short's pockets. "...Don't tell me I forgot my knife again."
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Post by Izaya on Feb 19, 2014 17:50:25 GMT -5
Izaya glanced at the small stack of papers on the desk, "Oh yeah, got so caught up with this that I had forgotten the paperwork." He reached over to pick the stack up, quickly skimming through the pages. Stopping, he yawned for a moment, then threw the stack into the air. "I suppose this can wait until tomorrow~"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2014 19:16:22 GMT -5
She sighed, popping her shoulders. "All right, going with plan B and most likely having to get stitches again..." Her weight was silently pressed again the window, slamming her upper body into it in the next second. She winced, but saw cracks forming. "Owww... One..." She clung to the side, bracing herself for impact. "Two..."
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Post by Izaya on Feb 19, 2014 19:40:00 GMT -5
Izaya spun around with the chair, looking at the newly cracked window with one of his quite rare annoyed faces. He raised an eyebrow, questioning the reasoning to not using the door. The informant spun back around to his computer, shrugging it off, and continued dabbling into things once again.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2014 19:53:27 GMT -5
"Three!"
She flinched upon impact, breaking through and sliding in on her face. Feather lay there covered with glass shards and blood.
"...Ow."
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Post by Izaya on Feb 26, 2014 8:17:32 GMT -5
Izaya glanced over at her. "Too lazy to use the door, I suppose. Not surprising since it is you." He sat back in his chair, and turned towards her. "What exactly did you want this time, anyhow?" His usual smirk and playful tone was gone, but that was most likely caused from the boredom.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2014 20:12:58 GMT -5
"...I don't even know anymore. Just an urge, I guess." Feather shrugged, getting off the floor with a small wince.
"Hey, you sound different than normal, not in a smug way as normal... Are you bored as hell at the moment?" She raised an ebony eyebrow at him, tongue sticking out in a playful manner.
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Post by Izaya on Feb 27, 2014 20:54:03 GMT -5
He looked over towards the broken window. "Not surprising you'd figure that out. But then again, I'm not trying to hide that fact." The informant was especially bored after the past few events have occurred, causing excitement within the city. Not to mention the fact that it was pretty much the same old thing every single day.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2014 15:31:48 GMT -5
She wandered off toward the direction of the bathroom. "I'm not paying for the damage."
Feather come back into the room a few minutes later, less bloody than before. "Zayay..."
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Post by Izaya on Feb 28, 2014 16:07:50 GMT -5
Izaya looked up from the screen. "Yes?" He was willing to see just how much he'd be able to be entertained this time. hoping it might last a bit longer than usual.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2014 16:23:32 GMT -5
"Water you doing?" The pun slipped past her lips naturally as she raised an eyebrow at him. "I mean, you're usually not this... boring. Bluntly put, go back to being an smug ass."
Feather wandered into the kitchen, rifling through the fridge.
"...Do you have anything sugary in here or what? And besides coffee."
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Post by Izaya on Feb 28, 2014 17:10:52 GMT -5
"What.. I don't- Does it look like I do? You know I don't care for sweets." The informant preferred more bitter foods, which made it obvious that he wasn't going have something sweet in the apartment unless Namie brought something. "About this boredom, I've been trying to come up with ways to push it away. Believe it or not, that hasn't been very successful lately."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2014 17:18:46 GMT -5
Feather snickered,"You're just having bad luck at the moment. And you are the worst if you don't have any sweets, by the way." She added, frowning at him through the door way.
"Anyways, if you want to go cure boredom... Go cause havoc... Or something." She ended lamely, shrugging it off. "I don't know what else to say, really..."
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Post by Izaya on Feb 28, 2014 21:14:50 GMT -5
"Then bother Namie about that." Izaya closed out everything on his computer, locked it, then got up and headed for the couch, where he then fell onto his back. "Normally I would, as you know already. But the past few events were more than exciting, no matter how it seemed to others, they were pure enjoyment for me~" His playful tone was somewhat there, but for how long would that last?
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