Entry tags:
eighteenth breath ✧ action
[This is a terrible idea, and he knows it. Still, Isamu can't stand to be cooped up in his apartment any longer. First chance he got (aided by heightened senses) he snuck out past Naoki and went for a walk through town.
The teen is currently wearing a couple layers of clothing, with basically everything covered - sunglasses, gloves, a scarf over the bottom part of his face... There are earplugs in his ears, but the outside world still seems too noisy, and despite the sunglasses his eyes are watering a little.
He'll be sticking to the edge of the road, in shadier areas, and avoiding the woods.]
Dammit. This is ridiculous.
((Feel free to refer to his permissions post if you want to interact with him right now. If you don't, I'll have him react in accordance with any character information you may have posted. This is forward-dated to morning.))
The teen is currently wearing a couple layers of clothing, with basically everything covered - sunglasses, gloves, a scarf over the bottom part of his face... There are earplugs in his ears, but the outside world still seems too noisy, and despite the sunglasses his eyes are watering a little.
He'll be sticking to the edge of the road, in shadier areas, and avoiding the woods.]
Dammit. This is ridiculous.
((Feel free to refer to his permissions post if you want to interact with him right now. If you don't, I'll have him react in accordance with any character information you may have posted. This is forward-dated to morning.))

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Hope Naoki didn't plan on going anywhere anytime soon.]
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This is gonna get really boring really quick. Oh well. Might as well try to get some sleep, too...]
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He lifts his head a little, blinking blearily at the other man.]
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Yeah, Naoki's still fast asleep. Leaning against his friend a little.]
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I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up.
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[Since, you know, he figures that Isamu probably doesn't want to move and wake Naoki up.]
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Water.
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[He needs to put the groceries away anyway, so he might as well kill two birds with one stone here. It's a few minutes before he returns carrying a glass of water, which he then hands to Isamu.]
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Thanks.
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[He takes a seat on the couch on Naoki's other side, leaning back against the cushions with what might be a tiny sigh.]
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Maybe I'm just starting to get used to it.
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[Not that Richard looks all that much better himself, but that's a minor detail.]
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[Totally not looking sleepy here. Not at all. Nope.]
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You're too kind, Sir Isamu. But are you sure that's really a title you want?
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... you shouldn't be so hard on yourself.
[Hypocritical? Oh yes.]
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