Meet Me On The Corner [Closed]

[deniles]

Who: Niles and Mikoto

When: August 13

Where: Ra's Temple

What: Niles is a bored soul, and Mikoto is a sleepy soul. This should be fun.





[Yeah, no. Niles isn't letting this one go so easily. He let it happen once, because he had no idea where his temple was. But now that he knew, he was getting nice and close. And he wouldn't let this man go so easily.

He interested him. Fascinated him. It made Niles want to get close and personal.

When he arrived to the temple with the booze (after all, that's all he really needed), he opened the door are start walking inside.]

Nice place.

[Would Mikoto come out? Niles doubted it. But at least he could go exploring.]

Comments

Sorry this is so late!

[lionhearrt]

[ Mikoto is seated on a sofa smoking a cigarette when the door chimes open followed by an unfamiliar voice. He doesn't get up, doesn't even look his way as the smoke drifts up in silence. ]

It's good enough.

It's all good good!

[deniles]

A roof is good enough.

[He holds up the booze and moves over to sit down beside him.]

Walls are too.

<3

[lionhearrt]

[ He looks over at the selection, doesn't comment and gets up without a word. Thankfully, it's clear pretty quickly that he's heading for the bar to pick up some shot glasses. When he returns he sets them on the table before plopping back down with a thump. ]

[deniles]

[He immediately pours the booze into each of the cups before handing one over.]

Cheers.

[lionhearrt]

[ He takes the glass. ]

Hmn.

[ Is all he says as he takes a sip. He doesn't take a shot, but sips it, enjoying the flavor. ]

Where did you get this?

[ Back home, Izumo would important all sorts of fancy stuff from England, so he's had his fair share of low end and high end stuff. He's not a connoisseur, but he knows his alcohol. ]

[deniles]

God's liquor cabinet.

[He is an excellent thief after all.]

He won't miss it. He's got plenty.

[It's pretty decent stuff. And lots of it too.]

[lionhearrt]

[ He shrugs and keeps drinking. It doesn't really matter to him. And so he soon finishes his first glass and sets it down. ]

So. What do you want.

[ Sorry, Niles. But he's not buying your story. ]

[deniles]

There's a few things I want from you.

[you. naked. in a bed.]

Let's start with something simple. Your destructive powers.

[More simple than getting naked.]

What can they do?

[lionhearrt]

[ He grins, amusement dancing behind gold eyes. He knows this line. It's not like he hasn't been asked the same thing before. It's almost comical, the things people thought he could do. ]

That depends.

[ He pours himself another drink, topping his while he's at it. ]

[deniles]

On what?

[Considering if he goes on like this, he's not going to get any straight answers.]

Your mood? Or how drunk you are?

[lionhearrt]

[ He snorts. When was the last time he was drunk? He couldn't even remember anymore. Whatever made him King, it also boosted his physical limitations making alcohol nothing but a means to dull his overly sensitized senses nothing more. ]

You're only half right.

[deniles]

So it's your mood.

[He's not stupid, after all. Although, he's incredibly amused at that.]

Impressive, though. Emotion based flames.