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Character(s): Kiriwar, anybody after he's had his snack
Content: The Punisher is looking for his other 2/3s of self, and a certain Miyabi. Although he does stop for a light snack.
Setting: Somewhere around Jogo da Crianca, but not quite.
Time: Dusk, ish.
Warnings: Kiriwar is his own warning. (This means violence, profanity, and people eatings this post around, due to popular demand.)

Still hadn't seen Gunzi. Urara fled somewhere. And then Inu ran off. Great. Kiriwar was thinking today was going to be amazing, his eyes rolling at the sarcasm in his own head before he snorted and tapped his pipe against his shoulder irritably. The jingle of his dog tags echoed for a moment as they tapped back and forth and swayed lightly, before he moved forwards and continued on his search for the three of them. Gunzi, Inu, and Urara. It was bad enough he didn't get to down any alcohol before Inu and Urara ran off, but now he was hungry again and these Paixao people honestly did not taste that good to him.

Next best thing? A redhead.

Immediately he figured they weren't from Paixao, simply because all of them were fucking blonde. It was some weird mix of man and woman, from behind at least. Kiriwar obviously wasn't very choosey when he was hungry and agitated, and lacked his motivation to be creative right now. His pace quickened, green eyes locked on the back of its--no, his, the startled yelp was distinctly male--head and his fingers dug close to the scalp to jerk the smaller man to the side and out of sight. There wasn't too much struggling, he was bigger and stronger, his hand easily covering his mouth and holding onto his face at the same time to keep him from squirming much. It was boring, but it was a lot easier at the moment and that's all he wanted was for things to be easy until he found goddamn Gunzi and Inu. He grunted momentarily when he felt the redhead struggling against his hold, hands pulling at his arm and a leg moving to kick him or attempt to knee him. One or the other.

Irritated as he was, he let Mitsuko land against the ground, propped on the wall, while one booted foot pressed down onto the other man's own foot, holding it down. He shouldered out of his jacket, swapping hands over his mouth only for a moment to get it off. Didn't want it getting messy, now did he? "Oi, stop squirmin'." He leaned in and did a test lick, skimming his cheek and looking thoughtful. A snarling grin spread across his face, and he tilted his head a little. "Taste better then the other bastard I tried earlier." There was whimpering as his response, and muffled shouting since his hand was still clamped over his mouth. Kiriwar carelessly ripped the shirt that was in his way, only at the collar and across one of his shoulders, however. Here, he did a light bite, causing another whimper. Light bites for the Punisher were bad enough, his sharp teeth digging in and producing a little blood.

This is when he decides that this one doesn't taste at all bad, and instead of pulling back, sunk his teeth in deeper. Even his hand couldn't really muffle the yelling that his victim started to do. Didn't bother him any, he just pressed the man against the brick wall a bit harder then before and dug his fingers into his cheeks, letting him decide if he wanted to bite the inside of them off if he kept yelling or not. Once he got a good grip on flesh, there was a sick ripping noise, as the dark-skinned man pulled his head back. He gave a bloody grin when he heard a muffled scream, tilting his head like a dog would in curiousity before he licked his lips. "Much better," it was almost like he was testing simple food out.

Perhaps someone should've taught Kiriwar that it was wrong to eat people when he was young, but that seemed a bit impossible considering where he was from. Green eyes on the spot of red shaped like his mouth, he seemed amused by the chunk that was now missing and producing blood. Good, he hadn't gotten anything vital just yet. It was always interesting to feel them struggle to try and get away. This one was fighting a bit more, and he had to move one of his hands to snag hold of his wrists to keep him from pounding his fists atop his head. Couldn't have that. So instead of flailing, his arms were held above his head in one of the Punisher's hands, and he started humming to himself one of the songs he remembered hearing at Arbitro's before leaving, his teeth sinking in to pull out another chunk of flesh.

Wasn't long before he shouldered back on his jacket, licking once more at his mouth with a content noise in his throat. He did the same as before, turning away from a bleeding body now dead, most of the area around his neck and left shoulder missing skin and muscle close to the bone. It was always interesting to hear their final sounds of struggle before he let them drop. They were never any fun to play with once they finally gave up by letting themselves die. Reaching for his pipe once more, he let the tags jingle again before stepping into the open, actually finding himself rather neat except for blood splattered across the top of his shirt, and that gash in where Shiki had sliced him, the bandaging apparent through the hole in his shirt. He didn't even seem to acknowledge any chills at the moment, instead began making his way back through Paixao.

"Fucking Gunzi," he muttered, despite his far better mood. "Fucking Inu, too." And Urara, really. He'd like to hit them all upside the head when seeing them, that'd be rather nice. Otherwise, anything else would do, his dark eyes scanning idly for any of them.

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"Fuckiiing~?"

A series of feverish giggles echoed from behind Kiriwar, and it was as if a pack of hyenas was emerging from the shadows of nothingness- Gunzi followed the scent of blood and a fresh kill, something he hadn't smelt in a long time since he'd gotten to Paixao, and he knew. Coming down from that alley that his fellow Punisher had just left, he snickered perversely at the sight of the hardly-consumed body that lay in his path.

"Kiiiiiiii~~~riiiiiii~~~~" he sing-songingly chirped as he very gracelessly stepped over the corpse and fumbled out of the alley, about falling on his hands on his knees but catching himself on the corner's bricks. There he was, just as he had thought, and he felt his chest well up with excitement.

"Kiriiiiiiwaaaar!! KIRIWAAAARR! "

Before he knew it, there would be one medium-sized blond man clinging to the taller's back, his arms wrapping around his throat and his legs around his waist. Perhaps the force of the glomp would be enough to knock him to the ground, but Gunzi was sure that Kiri of all people was stable enough to be able to take it.

"Kiriwar!! Heeeeeeeeeeeheheheheheheeeeeee!"

Giggling. Giggling that was quite familiar. Kiriwar hadn't heard it right away, his mind too busy straying to possible places that Inu could've run off and hidden in, or roaming far from the thoughts of Paixao itself. It wasn't hard to do, the Punisher often did this sort of thing anyways. However, his name he heard quite easily along with the hyena pack imitation that only one man could pull off perfectly.

"Gunzi?"

He moved to turn to face the blonde, and instead was met with him attaching himself to his back in a familiar fashion. "GUNZI!!" he swayed when he met his back, surprised but easily stablizing himself before he could even begin to fall over. Mitsuko, though still in hand loosely, was put against the ground to keep that balance in case the other Punisher was going to start squirming around. "Th'fuck you been, Gunzi?!" he looked over his shoulder at him, putting his free hand against a leg around his waist to assure that he wasn't going to fall off.

"I've been looking all over this damn place for you, fuckin' worrying me." He would've poked him repeatedly in the head at this point with Mitsuko, but it was a little difficult right now with the angle, and the excitement and sort of relief.

Gunzi's response was a chorus of madhatter-like giggling, and he clung tightly to the other, unable to control himself from nuzzling his head down into that dark spiky hair and all about choking Kiriwar as he squeezed his neck with glee.

"Ain't been no where, been looking for you!" he replied, the usual nonsensical answer of course. "Stayed with Linali, lost Linali, lost myself in the city, too. But now Gunzi's found a Kiriwar." Another fit of giggles, and he hugged him again, tightly. Usually his affection was more focused on rough-housing, but he had missed him, damnit!

Still, for old time's sake, his neck craned down and he bit Kiriwar's ear.

It was a love bite?

Sticking his tongue out from between his sharp teeth with the squeezing for a moment, Kiriwar grunted somewhat before tilting his head up to relieve some of the stress, though only after rubbing his cheek against his arm in a mimic of the nuzzle. "Nehhh, you're hopeless, shitload of 'lost.'"

It was always amazing that he'd managed to figure out what the hell the other man was saying, but that was just because he'd been around him for so long. "Yeah yeah, Gunzi found a Kiriwar. Gold fuckin' star, now he isn't lettin' you out of his sight." He snorted deeply, upper lip curling in a sort of snarl, but more of a smirk. The bite didn't bother him, it was something he was more used to then the hugging, but he didn't mind either.

Instead of letting him get off free for it, though, he moved his head down again and bite his arm. It wasn't as rough as normal, but still a bite with those teeth. Love bite, of course.

Gunzi let out a gasp at that. The bite surprised him, but didn't really offend him like it might have done to anyone else- but in retaliation, he opened his mouth wide and placed it over Kiriwar's hair, then closed, and gave a swift yank to the messy spikes. "Rrrrrrr!!!!"

He couldn't seem to stop laughing whatsoever all through this, in spite of the dull pain caused by Kiriwar's slightly sharp teeth. He was just that delighted to see him again.

"Oi!" Well that was surprising. Kiriwar grunted again and tilted his head back with the yank, showing his teeth a bit more then before. It was still a smirk, since this was like before they both ended up in Paixao. "Taste any good?" he inquired with a snort, moving his free hand and reaching back.

His fingers curled around some of his light hair, giving a quick yank in return for his own. Except in a slightly saner manner, not using his mouth. "Dumbass, messing up my hair." He gave him a sneer, and another tug to his hair. Like it was hard to mess up that hair any.

The activities were nothing but familiar, with them "playfighting" in this manner, considerably more rougher than most people did. When Gunzi decided that Kiriwar was worthy of him to sop biting his head, he removed his mouth and snickered quietly, trying to surpress his laughing but failing.

"Yes, tastes wonderful," he cooed, lifting up one clawed hand to scratch at the other's head teasingly. "Now lemme down, lemme down!" And like a child too impatient to wait for it, he released his other am from his neck and let his body tip backwards, so he was still clinging with his legs to Kiriwar, but his head touched the pavement.

...it was an interesting position. He released, and hopefully Kiri let him down as well, and broke out in a fit of laughter as his backside hit the cobblestone. Oh, it was good to be with him again!

Rolling his eyes somewhat at the laughter, Kiriwar released his hair once he stopped chomping down on his own. The grin remained, as it always seemed to, and he snorted loudly at the response. With the way they were acting, it probably wouldn't be a surprise if they were being given such odd stares if anybody was nearby.

The tall man tilted his head back into the scratching, releasing a slight 'mrrr' at it before his green eyes rolled once more. "Christ, as least I know y'haven't changed any, Gunzi." Pulling his arm away at about the right time, the Punisher moved and turned around, falling into a crouch and pulling Mitsuko around.

His fangy grin grew quite a bit more when the laughter broke out, and he gave the blonde man a quick prod with the pipe. He would have to make a point to keep them from getting broken up, it was just odd not being the two of them.

The prod caused Gunzi to erupt into yet another tirade of laughter, and it was amazing someone who was around so much death, caused so much death, could laugh so heartily and honestly. Maybe that was because he was crazy... but sometimes "crazy" didn't even properly describe Gunzi.

Once his latest fit had subsided, he sat up with a few soft giggles, looking up at Kiriwar with a tilted head. His lips parted and he licked them slowly as he looked around the area, looking a bit confused for a moment. "So where is Boobies?" he asked after a moment, and then finally stood, his arms curling up to his chest and his metal claws crossing, almost like he were a dog balancing on its hind legs.

"Crazy" could never properly describe Gunzi, if you asked Kiriwar. "Fucking insane" would be his response, in all honestly. After the prod, the man rested his beloved pipe against his shoulder and quirked a brow at the dog-like stance. Wasn't anything new to him at all, but still it always provided a great deal of amusement everytime he saw it.

"Boobies?" this took a second. Then it clicked, and the man snorted before the grin turned down a little into a slight frown. "Ran off, went lookin' for her. Inu ran off afterwards, and I've been lookin' for him instead." Scoffing, he sneered and looked off to the side, as though looking for the white-haired 'bloodhound.'

"Ohhh. Did you scare her?" he asked, and then grinned, knowing that was all too plausible of an accusation, knowing who Kiriwar was and all. But the fact Inu ran off was a little strange--why would he go away so long as there was someone to pet him? Maybe he wanted to go find Arbitro or something.

Even Gunzi had trouble understanding their fucked up little family sometimes. "Well, whateverrr~ we can go look for Pochi now together! We'll find him!!" A grin broke out again and Gunzi shifted up onto his feet, waving his claws about with excitement.

He stuck his tongue out from between his teeth at the blonde, letting out a 'tch' sound before turning his head to look in the opposite direction. "Nah, somethin' scared her off other then me for once. Woulda been funny if it was me, though," Kiriwar cracked a toothy grin again, before he reached over with his pipe to stop Gunzi's claw flailing before he ripped his face off. Couldn't have that.

"Tama, but either way, we can find him together." He grinned still, lowering his pipe now. "Just like we did 'fore we got here, huh?" He sensed a lot of yelling and flailing, just like always, but that wasn't anything new. Though, he did give a look around. Felt a bit colder, even with his jacket on. "Oi, Gunzi. Seem colder to you, or is it just me?"

Gunzi was about to reply when a particularly cold wind blew past him. He blinked for a moment and glanced about, then felt more gusts of air, and shuddered. Usually weather didn't bother him, but this was chillingly wintery, and he wasn't expecting it at all. Immediately, his arms came around his own form, and he hugged his jacket close against himself.

"Ehehehehe... suddenly gets very cold, very cold.... this Pie Show is so weird sometimes."

So Kiriwar wasn't halucinating that it was colder. He wrinkled his face up a little, before giving the other man a look. Sometimes he wondered about those clothes anyways, but now it was just worse, what with the shorter sleeves and always being opened. "Here, idiot." He shouldered out of his jacket for a second time that day, before putting it over the blonde and placing the hood over the top of his head.

"Always told ya that yer coat wouldn't help ya any, Gunzi." He scoffed to cover up any concern, no matter how small it might've been anyways. Well, at least one of them would be warm. He just crossed his arms, Mitsuko propped against his shoulder.

Gunzi blinked, not expecting Kiriwar to shed his coat, but thankful for it none the less. He giggled as he tilted his head up to look at him--finding his view obstructed by the hood of the coat drooping over his eyes.

Squirming about, he worked his claws and hands through the sleeves of the jacket, cackling at the fact it was so obnoxiously oversized. How funny he must have looked! This, of course, prompted the "I'm amused" dance, which involved Gunzi laughing like an idiot some more, and spinning about several times. Once he was finished, he looked back up at Kiriwar, shoving the hood out of his way to see, and gave a mock-growl.

"Grrrrrr! Lookit me, I'm a Kiriwar! I'mma eat you!! EAT eat eat hehehehehe!!!"

The wolfish man gave him an odd look for the dance and laugh, though it included a wide and bared-teeth grin. Wasn't like it was anything new for Gunzi, in all honesty, so he wasn't surprised. Just entertained. "Yeah yeah, dumbass. Let's get goin', we need to find Inu 'fore he freezes his ass off."

The 'dog' was worse off than Gunzi, he'd rather not have him freeze to death before they found him. "This Pie Show place is fucked up, not just weird. Weather in a fuckin' fish bowl..."

Kiriwar rubbed at his arms, changing his face into a bit of a snarl from the grin before. He was almost tempted to tell Gunzi to lick Mitsuko, though, when he put the pipe up against his shoulder and felt the chill that'd already started to surround the metal pipe.

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