savetheearth | these streets are ours

WHO: Sano Asahara (brosuke harada) and Toshirou Katase (toshizou fuckoffkata)
WHAT: GOIN ON PATROL. And also being haunted.
WHERE: Around Sano's apartment complex or something.
WHEN: Backdated to May 7th, night.

[ It's strangely cool outside for this time of year, but Toshi doesn't really mind it. It's bearable, not like the bitter chill of winter that tries to take off his fingers and toes whenever he steps out for a cigarette in the winter months. He opens up his pack and frowns to find that he's down to his last two. He's beginning to not be able to even afford this fucking habit, at the rate he's been going through his damn cigarettes. There's just been so much going on.

Whatever. He'll deal with it later. For now he lights one up, trying not to let himself think about the rest. Things seem like they're going to get a lot worse before they get any better, but dwelling on it every waking moment of every single day is pretty much guaranteed to do jack fucking shit. He just needs to take this one thing at a time, and right now he's going to smoke this goddamned cigarette and calm down. Collect his thoughts and all that.

...

He's really tired. ]

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[Sano finishes doing the few dishes they had used for some dinner that Hajime had brought over the day before. He knows Toshi has stepped outside, which is fine; that's part of the other man's schedule, after all, what with his smoking habit.

But as Sano puts away the last fork, he looks out the window to the patio where he can see Toshi. He's been...on edge for a while now, but Sano has given him space. If Toshi really wants help or an opinion on something, then Sano is sure he'd ask for it in his own time.

However, Sano doesn't have anything against a little gentle nudge from time to time. So he steps outside on the balcony, as well, making sure to stand upwind from the cigarette smoke.]

Kind of cold tonight, isn't it?

Yeah.

[ Toshi is really complete shit for small talk, but he's been trying to work on that since moving in with Sano. So after fiddling with his cigarette for a few moments, he goes on. ]

It's kinda strange, isn't it? Us standing out here, talking about the fucking weather.

...just a lot happening all at once, I guess.

It doesn't really feel like the same world as the one where people stand around discussing the weather.

It's good to hang onto the norm among all this, though. Keep ourselves grounded.

[He crosses his arms over his chest against the slight chill in the air; he shouldn't stay outside for too long with just a t-shirt on.]

But it is weird. Sometimes, if I have time before work, I'll come out here and look down at the other people hurrying off. And it just strikes me that most, if not all of them, are completely unaware as to the insanity happening in this city.

And then I hope they don't get involved in anything. I hope they can stay safe.

[He's quiet for another moment, then laughs.]

Anyway, I was going to go out for a walk or something. Wanna come?

...yeah. [ The weight in that single word implies that Toshi isn't just agreeing to the walk. He's agreeing with Sano's observation of the city around them, and his hopes that the masses stay as uninvolved as possible. Sighing again, he puts out his cigarette and tucks the unspent half back in his pack, heading inside to get their jackets. He brings Sano his, grinning faintly as he shoves the coat against Sano's chest. ]

Here, babe. Don't catch a cold now.

[ Funny how it's almost impossible to stay down around Sano. Toshi's not going to question it, though. He'll take the small mercies where he can get them. ]

[Good. Hearing Toshi agree makes Sano happy. Hopefully getting out and doing something, however simple and meaningless - but different - will do him some good.

The endearment - however jokingly used as it is - causes Sano to smile a little wider before he puts his coat on.]

Aw, sweetie, you're so thoughtful.

[But please, no hand holding on this walks.]

Well then. Shall we?

[They'll have to go back through the apartment in order to get downstairs and outside first, though.]

[ Fine, no hand holding. But Toshi refuses to let Sano have the last word in this and so he gets his shoes on and opens up the door, making a sweeping gesture for Sano to head on out before him. ]

After you.

[ It's certainly gotten his mind off things, this strange familiarity he's come to share with Sano over time he's been living here. It's probably the most normal he's ever felt, which is really saying something considering the fact that his life as of a little over a month ago did not in any way, shape, or form involve being attacked by genetically modified creatures or connecting to a psychic network of strangers. ]

[Sano can't help but laugh at the show.]

All right, all right. I'm going.

[And after a few moments of descending the stairs to street level, their walk can begin. Sano shoves his hands in the pockets of his coat and glances over to make sure Toshi is close by before he starts moving at a slow, but steady, pace.]

I don't take too many walks, but when I do I tend to just go around the block. Maybe two, if I'm feeling really ambitious.

[ Falling in step next to Sano feels like the most natural thing in the world. Sighing out his breath, Toshi smiles faintly and just lets himself enjoy the scenery, glancing up at the dark skies overhead and blissfully thinking of very little at all. Maybe this is what people call peace. ]

Really? That's all? I was sure you worked out.

[ Toshi means that genuinely, all possible innuendo aside. He glances over at that, giving Sano an appraising look as though trying to figure out how Sano got that body without a lot of time spent at the gym. Toshi does okay himself, but he spends all day lifting boxes in and out of things. ]

[Sano laughs quietly at that. He could take it a step too far, but he had intended this walk to be relaxing for Toshi (and himself to an extent), so teasing him too much would possibly have the opposite effect.]

Well, I occasionally visit the gym, but I'm not a regular or anything. I guess you can put it down to me having a really good metabolism.

[Which will probably come back to bite him in the ass one day when that metabolism slows down and if he doesn't pick up some healthier habits, but for now he'll take advantage of what he's got.]

So you have stunning good looks and it's effortless. God, I fucking hate you.

[ Toshi can only roll his eyes at this revelation, but his faint smirk shows it's all in good humor. He heaves out a sigh, drawing out another cigarette because he really does have some kind of smoking problem. ]

How's work been...?

[ Look at Toshi go with the small talk. Are you proud of him, Missus Katase? ]

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