just_muse_me 15.1.2 {RP with bulletcarnage}

[kandescence]

"If you're going through hell, keep going." - Winston ChurchillKanda awoke to stillness, the near-silent whisper of falling snow. It coated his bare shoulders and his hair, which fell loose and limp and already wet over his cheeks and back

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[kandescence]

"The place I was--the Ark," Kanda exhaled an impatient huff. He had an answer to the query, but he wasn't sure that he really wanted to bother explaining it to this person. If the white-haired weirdo didn't have anything useful to tell him, Kanda didn't want to waste his time on small talk.

"From what I could tell, I was trapped in a place between dimensions. I don't know if that's what this is too, but I have a job to do, and I'm going to do it, not stand around here wasting time. If there's no one here who can give me answers, then I don't plan to stick around." And so saying, he pushed himself away from the wall apparently intending to leave at once.

[bulletcarnage]

Well. In many ways that was fair enough in Heine's mind. It was a logical thought process for someone who had a particular brand of motivation in mind and it was an equally logical reaction to leave if there weren't answers that might lend themselves toward said motivation

[kandescence]

When Kanda had stopped for the night it was because he'd had to: not counting his few minutes' worth of unconsciousness, he'd been on his feet for well over twenty-four hours, fighting in the battle in Edo, then in the Ark, searching the abandoned city there, crawling on hands and knees through the tiny rock crevice, wandering fruitlessly through the ancient ruins, and then finally walking across this scorched earth until his skin throbbed from the heat of the sun and his feet had moved passed painful to just plain numb

[bulletcarnage]

Heine simply regarded Kanda with a mostly bored looking expression. The light from the fire seemed to change his whole bleached out look to a flickering orange with ease - his hair and skin both being so pale. But the light did indeed flare up and highlight his eyes more so than usual

[kandescence]

"No," Kanda answered simply, not bothering to lift his head again as he did, though his eyes were still open and he was still watching the pale stranger. He didn't think he needed to ask what the other had found--if it had been anything more than what Kanda had done himself then they would, he felt sure, not be having this second meeting at all.

Whatever else was true of this place, the fact that chance had thrown the two of them together alone in the middle of nowhere was by now a foregone conclusion. It seemed an impractical waste of time and energy to try and deny it, or to pretend that they weren't likely to be stuck in each others' company, at least for a while.

Anyway, Kanda figured, it could have been worse. He could have been stuck alone in a desert with the damn Beansprout. Or that idiot Lavi. At least this man, whoever he was, had seemed content to leave Kanda be when he wanted it. And at least there was a kind of respectful acknowledgment of Kanda's strength and tenacity now. He certainly wasn't going to ask the other