[closed] a meeting of the minds

[flamberge]

Who: Karl Aurion, Kotetsu Kaburagi
When: Oct 8, afternoon
Where: The police station
What: Picking up from where a fun drunk texting conversation left off.

[Part of being a dog of the police force is the lovely little perk of being sent out to fetch various things on short notice. Having to drive to pick up some innocent, not at all involving corruption (haaaaa) documents right after getting off his undercover work and suffering through his first day of super enhanced senses in the school setting? Yup, that had to be done, too.

Karl, simply put, appears bored as he steps inside the station with documents in hand. The person at front almost asks to see an id until recognizing the who this person is. Not surprising of an reaction considering he's at the station as infrequently as possible. Soon enough, he arrives at the superior's office and spends the next 20 minutes listening to mindless, irksome babble of a wonderfully corrupt cop. Half the time gets spent counting all the blackheads on the man's face; the other half gets spent picturing him in various, if silly attire (a crab suit with top hat and evil cartoon villain mustache had been the personal favorite today).

Needless to say, no small amount of happiness fills Karl upon exiting that office. Even the door closing brings some comfort because it means he won't get suddenly dragged back in there for more chatting. All that's left now is to finish off some paperwork while he's here and then go home to... grade tests primarily written in chicken scratch. No rest for the wicked, huh? A small sigh leaves him as he starts walking without paying attention the other officers around him.]

Comments

[flamberge]

[To give an order to make the look sounds tempted, but get resisted. Getting pitied, well, he doesn't deserve that no want it.]

Not at all.

[Before Karl could get back to work and away from that expression, Kotetsu suddenly pops that unexpected question. He blinks, surprise plainly visible on his face. Where had that even come from? To invite him, of all people, to go somewhere? Yeah, did not see that coming.]

Why are you asking me?

[earnedmystripes]

[Craaaaaaap. Kotetsu blinks once, twice, tries to find decent excuse for why he’d like to hang out with him (which, honestly, he doesn’t have a clear reason for in his head himself, he just wanted to, felt weird about just going about his day like nothing had happened), aaaand...comes up completely empty.]

Uhh--

...Why...wouldn’t I be asking you?





[Yes. That is actually what he’s going with.]

[flamberge]

[Terrible. Very terrible. Karl eyes Kotetsu, almost as if trying to determine how serious that reply had been. After a moment, it's determined to really be serious. Maybe it's the terribleness of it or maybe it's the fact he hasn't eaten yet but, for whatever reason, the offer doesn't get declined.]

All right. I'll go.

[earnedmystripes]

[Kotetsu blinks a couple times, as if he's not quite sure he heard right, and then his expression all but lights up and he beams. That actually worked holy shit.]

Awesome!

[flamberge]

[Hey, not even Karl's gonna pass up free food that easily. Not to mention, he's not nearly as big a stick in the mud as he looks. Almost as big, but not completely.]

After you, then.