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Can I Get an Iced Coffee? [Active]
Character(s): Haku, Deidara, and Zetsu
Content: Zetsu meets Haku and Deidara
Setting: Cafe Ersesat [H4]
Time: Late Afternoon/Early Evening
Warnings: Zetsu eats people and Deidara gets his kicks from blowing them up. =3
Haku had guided Deidara to Cafe Ersesat, more than happy to help the other shinobi around the city. It had been a while since he had been among helpful and relatively friendly people, and even longer since he had been among his own kind--among ninja. He was grateful for that, especially now that he had his memories back. Even after all of his adventures here, the effeminate shinobi still felt that sometimes, he needed to be working for someone, like he had before. It was a difficult feeling to shake.
Haku looked over at the other shinobi across the table. He hadn't ordered anything yet, being unsure of what he wanted. It wasn't that he wasn't hungry, just not quite sure what he wanted right now.
"Most places like this are easy to find on the map," Haku told Deidara. "I've used it a bunch, and traversed most of the city by rooftop. It's easier to move upon them, and there's no one to really bother you while you go."
Haku offered a small smile. Yes, it was quite nice to have good company.
Content: Zetsu meets Haku and Deidara
Setting: Cafe Ersesat [H4]
Time: Late Afternoon/Early Evening
Warnings: Zetsu eats people and Deidara gets his kicks from blowing them up. =3
Haku had guided Deidara to Cafe Ersesat, more than happy to help the other shinobi around the city. It had been a while since he had been among helpful and relatively friendly people, and even longer since he had been among his own kind--among ninja. He was grateful for that, especially now that he had his memories back. Even after all of his adventures here, the effeminate shinobi still felt that sometimes, he needed to be working for someone, like he had before. It was a difficult feeling to shake.
Haku looked over at the other shinobi across the table. He hadn't ordered anything yet, being unsure of what he wanted. It wasn't that he wasn't hungry, just not quite sure what he wanted right now.
"Most places like this are easy to find on the map," Haku told Deidara. "I've used it a bunch, and traversed most of the city by rooftop. It's easier to move upon them, and there's no one to really bother you while you go."
Haku offered a small smile. Yes, it was quite nice to have good company.
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Deidara wondered about Haku's question longer than he should have. It wasn't that he was pondering the exact thing to say, it was that he was suddenly of the opinion that the tone in which Haku had asked was very... Grey-purple. Not only that, it felt soft and cool. Utterly unable to understand just what was happening, he pushed a glass of water--it felt blue-- toward the young shinobi.
The general chatter of the cafe, only moments before easily dismissed as background noise, was now immensely distracting. Colors flashed in his mind with each rise and fall of the tones, and he was feeling all manner of strange things. His grin faded into a frown, his clay frozen in one hand.
Something was wrong.