[The rain continues day after day but it does nothing to dampen Hijikata's vigour. Much to his surprise, moving into Izō's apartment has proven to be more of a blessing than it is a curse and, aside from the occasional argument and snide comment, they've managed to stay civil. There's just one thing that he can't stand: the state of the damn place. Sure, any normal person might look at it and think it's a little unkempt- those little piles of collected knick-knacks spring to mind- but Hijikata isn't normal. There's no way he's staying somewhere that isn't up to his standards.
And so it's on a day when the weather has eased up just a little and Izō is out of the house that he gets to work. The door leading out to the balcony has been thrown wide open and all the windows along with it. He's hung up a line across the breadth of the room just in front of it, on which both futons are airing out.
It's the first thing that Lalli will see should he decide to drop in at any point. The next is Hijikata himself, sleeves rolled up and hair pushed out of his face with a band, polishing the floorboards. Considering that the last time he saw him he was covered in blood, it's quite the marked change. The new tail probably isn't helping either and his reaction is no less animalistic when he realises he has unexpected company. Hijikata rears up, lip curling to reveal a flash of sharp teeth- and then realises who he's looking at and settles back.
this is gonna sound weird, but...remember those combs and shit we grabbed? me and emily saved some other shit from being destroyed. come with me to the lake so we can throw em in.
[ Because that's what everything is telling him to do right now: go to the lake. ]
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Date: 2021-04-09 06:21 pm (UTC)And so it's on a day when the weather has eased up just a little and Izō is out of the house that he gets to work. The door leading out to the balcony has been thrown wide open and all the windows along with it. He's hung up a line across the breadth of the room just in front of it, on which both futons are airing out.
It's the first thing that Lalli will see should he decide to drop in at any point. The next is Hijikata himself, sleeves rolled up and hair pushed out of his face with a band, polishing the floorboards. Considering that the last time he saw him he was covered in blood, it's quite the marked change. The new tail probably isn't helping either and his reaction is no less animalistic when he realises he has unexpected company. Hijikata rears up, lip curling to reveal a flash of sharp teeth- and then realises who he's looking at and settles back.
... not by much, though. He still looks pissed.]
Where the hell did you come from?
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Date: 2021-06-07 02:00 am (UTC)[ Because that's what everything is telling him to do right now: go to the lake. ]
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