[closed] time for a little discussion...

[hollowleg]

Who: The Nakamura twins and Lucy McIsaac
When: 09/22 afternoon
Where: Shiro's apartment
What: The (former) Bleach kids have had a ton of intertwined Echoes. Time to figure out why.

[Shiro can't have people over without setting out something to eat. Even if those people are his recently re-inducted brother and a famous pop singer. Something simple, something fresh... guacamole! With fresh chopped onions, diced tomatoes, spices, and a hint of lime juice. He sets it out with home-made salsa, chips, and sour cream. For himself, a 1/4 of a beef brisket, raw, which he intends to eat completely before they even get there.

He needed to tell them about the monsters he'd seen in the one pulse... and he was curious about what Hikari had to tell them]

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[15minuteslate]

[There's a knock at Shiro's door, about ten minutes early.]

Hey, it's me!

[hollowleg]

[Shiro is still munching on his dinner. Early? Mamoru.]

Haaaaaai. It's open, come on in.

[15minuteslate]

[He was cut half an hour early, okay, and there were only so many ways to kill time before he got bored and just headed over. He pushes the door open, glancing around -- looking to see where Shiro is. He drops his jacket over the back of a chair, bends down to scratch Soba behind the ears --]

Hey, Soba.

[--and if Shiro's not in the living room, he'll make his way to the kitchen, familiar with the apartment.]

Sorry I'm early, work cut me and it wasn't really worth going --

[...holy hell is that raw meat.]

[hollowleg]

[Soba accepts the attention with a happy meow, making figure-eights around Mamoru's legs.

Shiro looks up from his meal, which he's not even bothering to use a knife on. Just a fork and his teeth. He holds up a hand in greeting] Let you go early, huh? You slacker. [he catches Mamoru staring... not gonna be able to play it cool, is he... Shiro sighs] Look, I told you; meat's the only thing that satiates me these days. The rawer, the better.

[15minuteslate]

It's still bleeding, bro.

[That's weird. Like, he knows it's what Shiro apparently needs right now? But it's still fucking weird to see.]

[hollowleg]

It's not blood, it's a protein called myoglobin. Geez. Meat safety inspectors wouldn't let this thing anywhere NEAR a grocery store with any blood left in it! [GOSH MAMORU DON'T YOU KNOW ANY VAGUE FACTS ABOUT MEAT. Shiro pauses, ripping off another hunk of meat with his teeth] ... might taste better with blood in it, though. [SIGH] My diet's gotten weird, bro.

[15minuteslate]

[It might taste better....with blood in it? That's one of the creepiest things Mamoru's seen yet, his brother saying that, and Mamoru saw a bunch of brains in jars hooked up to machines.]

N-no shit.

[hollowleg]

[Awkward. Shiro just sort of looks down at his food, feeling embarrassed and ashamed and scared all at once. For once, his hunger seems to abate, driven away by sympathetic nerve stimulation out the wazoo. He wraps it back up in the butcher paper and moves to put it back in the fridge wordlessly. He'll just... finish this later. He chooses not to mention the other weird cravings he's been having recently.

He's walking over to the sink to wash up when he hears the door open]

the party don't start til Lucy walks in

[pitch_slap]

[Sup dudes, guess who is exactly on time, knocking on the door and, trying the knob and finding it unlocked, opening it and peeking inside.] Hello?

PARTAAAY

[hollowleg]

[Shiro has finished up most of his raw meat despite Mamoru's interruption. He's washing his hands and mouth at the sink when he hears the door] Come in! We're in the kitchen.

[upon hearing a visitor, Soba runs to the door, tail high as a flagpole, meowing in that loud, croaky way that Siamese cats are so good at. PET HIM, NEW HUMAN!]

man siamese cats meow WEIRD hahaha

[pitch_slap]

[And Soba indeed gets a good few courtesy scritches, because that's what's polite, yes? And maybe appeasing him with that means she can make her way to the kitchen untripped... Maybe.]

[Not like it matters much because she did not bring burgers this time, whoops sorry. Which she definitely feels bad about once she sees the guacamole.] Wow. Hey you guys.

[15minuteslate]

Hey.

[Mamoru raises a hand.]

Sup?

THEY DO they're just like MRREEEOOOWWHJAHSJA

[hollowleg]

[yeah, good luck with that. Cats exist to try and trip people. Luckily he cuts away before causing any REAL damage.]

Yo. Let's sit. [Shiro starts to grab sodas from the fridge, but changes his mind and opts for a trio of beers. He sets them on the table and takes a seat] We shouldn't waste any time. We have a lot to talk about.

[pitch_slap]

[Lucy takes a seat herself, pulling her legs up under her somewhat, more compacted than usual--clearly somewhat uncomfortable with the topic at hand, but here nontheless.]

So who gets to start?