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[biteoutofcrime]

Video; private to Kuranosuke

Hey. It's Kuzuryuu.

[The young man's changed a little since the last time they spoke, but despite the added inches and the blessings Pokemon puberty evolution has bestowed on his face, he looks nervous. Troubled, maybe.]

Can I ask you a favor?

Action; OTA

[There's a new face in Union City. Sort of. Maybe? The girl might look familiar to some--something about the freckles and the slender build, the sleek, thick fur of her tail--but she's rushing past as quickly as she can while barefoot, her modestly heeled boots held in one hand.

She's followed by a shyly happy Golbat who looks like she's just visited a beauty salon. While O-Ren isn't sure of her new look, she's tentatively willing to enjoy both it and herself.

Not that her friend's giving her time to stop and smell the roses, as it were.]

Comments

[battlearmor]

...Of course she has a complex about it. Don't you know a thing about girls? You were pretty happy when you got evolving too, huh? [He sighs, shaking his head.] Golbat, huh... Well, look. I don't have anything to do today. How about you bring her here?

[biteoutofcrime]

Look, most the girls I know have other crap on their minds...but, yeah, if you think you can help, I could use any suggestion I can get. [A beat, then:] I'd owe you one.

What time could I bring her by?

[battlearmor]

Eh, any time. I don't really do other people's make up when I'm in mine, so it's not like I need to dress up first. Bring 'er by, and if you've got anybody young with you, Pearls'll keep 'em company. [The togetic at his side chirps happily. visitors!]

[biteoutofcrime]

Aah. I'll bring my Eevee, then. If I leave Karintou here too long she'll start thinking she's a Ghost type like her dumbass old man does. Give me a couple minutes to gather 'em up. Where do you live again?

Boss sends his glares from the other room

[battlearmor]

Oh, you know. [He gives Kuzuryuu his address because I'm pathetic and haven't decided.] Uh... When you get to the gate-- actually, I'll meet you out there. I don't want Hanamori freaking out seeing you show up.

If Boss is such a ghost can he see Kuzu flip him off through the wall

[biteoutofcrime]

Hanamori?

[If there's a threat, Kuzuryuu would rather know before he walks into it.]

that's not how it works wow gosh he doesn't have x-ray vision

[battlearmor]

Yeah, the old man's guard and a huge Riding-Pokemon fan. He's pretty harmless, but a huge gossip. You can bribe the man so easy.

Funny since he's also NOT A GHOST

[biteoutofcrime]

[Well. Let's tuck that little tidbit away for later. Not that a bribeable guard is unreasonably useful for a future crime lord to know about or anything.]

All right, sounds good. We'll be about twenty minutes.

YOU DON'T KNOW HIM YOU DON'T KNOW HIS LIFE

[battlearmor]

[He yawns obnoxiously.] Gotcha. We'll be ready. [And so they will be, waiting at the front of the Koibuchi house gate eating apple slices together while Kuranosuke is dressed in basically sweatpants.]

/ROLLLSSSS EYES

[biteoutofcrime]

[Kuzuryuu's dressed relatively casually, too; he must not have any business meetings to get to today. Without a tie, he almost looks like a normal guy his age, especially with the spoiled young Eevee snuggled up in his arms. O-Ren flaps along behind him, taking her bodyguard duty as seriously as usual.]

Oi. Morning.

[Karintou greets them with a sleepy yawn, while O-Ren nods her acknowledgement.]

[battlearmor]

Yo. [Kura greets him casually, one hand up in greeting and the other in the pocket of his sweats. Amazing, he can act like a person who isn't obnoxious. He leaves Pearls with her apple slices, though the togetic gives them both a wave too.] So, this is the lucky lady, huh? What's her name?

[biteoutofcrime]

O-Ren. O-Ren, this is Koibuchi. He's a friend of mine.

[O-Ren looks Kuranosuke over curiously. Kuzuryuu has apparently not filled her in on what's going on here.]

[battlearmor]

Right, right. Koibuchi Kuranosuke, at your service, sweetheart. [He bows, grins, and motions to Pearls.] This is my friend Pearls. [The togetic chirps a hello.] Let's get inside, shall we? [He turns to the open gate, gesturing them through.]

[biteoutofcrime]

[O-Ren looks a little embarrassed. No one's ever called her 'sweetheart' before. Kuzuryuu nods.]

Sure. Nice place you got here.

[He strolls in easily, appreciating more than gawking. His family's not as prestigious as Kuranosuke's is, but they're getting there. (He'll make sure of it.)]

[battlearmor]

Oh, you know, just one of the many perks of having a politician for a father. [e y e r o l l He'd accept the praise more graciously, but it's not like it's his own place. He shamelessly abuses daddy's money.] My room's up this way-- It's no studio, but I haven't gotten around to setting that up yet.

[biteoutofcrime]

Like we'd know the difference, anyway.

[Karintou tugs Kuzuryuu's sleeve with her teeth, asking to be put down. He obliges, gentle with his baby.]

Keep your paws to yourself, all right? Don't make a mess.

[She wiggles her hindquarters in what could be agreement or could just be her not paying attention at all and goes to look at everything, excited.]

[battlearmor]

[Pearls hops over to Karintou immediately, happily chirping at the baby. Kuranosuke isn't much for going out looking for new pokémon, so she doesn't get to hang out with many.] Keep a good watch of her, Pearls. I'll leave the door open. [Kuranosuke leads Kuzuryuu and O-Ren up the open stairway to the hall that leads to the bedrooms, to his. It's large, just as pretentiously decorated-- but filled with wigs and clothes (boy and girl, though the "boy" clothes tend to be strewn across chairs and the floor instead of being hung up) and book cases lined with fashion texts.] Home sweet home.