[RP Log] Dirty Old Man Magnet, GO! (Closed Log of Muraki and Tsuzuki)

[purple_shiki]

After a class with the angry kitty, all Tsuzuki wanted to do was stop by the sweet shop, pick up a piece or two of apple pie, and go back to his dorm and rest before he had to do his nightly investigation work

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[jekylhydedoc]

There were definite upsides to being dead, like not having to worry about such a silly thing as walls. Although Muraki couldn't step inside Tsuzuki's dorm room because of the barrier put up, he could still watch him in his fighting class. The doctor wasn't completely sure why he'd taken the class, given the things he could summon, but watching it had been entertaining.

He moved in closer to the shinigami as he left the sweet shop and touched his shoulder. The dead should easily be able to feel the touch of their own kind, after all.

[purple_shiki]

Tsuzuki had cheered up upon entering the sweet shop, having bought some apple pie and various other sweets. When he finally left, he had already made friends with the nice lady at the register and was already digging into the bag for something sweet to eat.

He looked over his shoulder at the tap, wearing a big grin until he saw WHO it was. And then STARED for a good few seconds before jumping back with a yelp. "M-Muraki!" He HAD come to stalk him already?! Couldn't he have at least waited a day?!

[jekylhydedoc]

"It's nice to see you again, Tsuzuki. Are you still trying to pass as human when you aren't working?" He spoke calmly and grinned darkly down at the other man.

Muraki pushed his glasses back up. This was the sort of reaction he'd missed being able to cause.

[purple_shiki]

Tsuzuki edged backwards, wanting some distance between them. He wasn't going to be pinned again! Hopefully.

"What do you want, Muraki?" Tsuzuki asked, glaring at him. No letting down his guard this time!