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[freecssofnature]

[Oh look, it's the loud boy from yesterday... only this time he's wearing a (slightly) embarrassed grin and waving at the video pickup.]

Hello! I'm Gon Freecss! It's nice to meet you!

[--and bowing, deeply, for a second before he bounces back to vertical.] I'm really sorry I yelled at everybody yesterday! [And really glad everybody but Killua just heard him over the phone, so he didn't hurt anyone, because that would have been really bad...]

I understand about this place now, so don't worry. But I wanted to ask if anybody could tell me more. About the animals here, or the Animus, or anything!

Thank you very much.

[BOW.

Oh boy he hopes that makes up for it. He doesn't even know who that girl was who sounded really scared.... quickly, he grins at the video pickup, and cuts the feed.]

Comments

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Sure, sure, I get it. We'll look for a good spot asap.

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

Yeah!

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

You wanna go now or wait and see what else people say?

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

Um...

I can bring this with me and it'll still work, right? [Hefting the PCD.]

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

'Course. You should probably bring it with you wherever you go. They turn on when you don't want them to, but looking over what's going on tells you if you're missing something, and it's the best way to contact somebody else in the city.

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

It's a lot like a mobile phone. [Frowning at it.] And a computer too... Can you show me how to use it sometime?

I figured out how to talk and take videos and follow maps, but I think there's a lot more!

[That said -- he slips it into the pocket of his shorts.] Anyway, if it still works outside the city, then we can go anytime.

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Sure. I could show you way more than most people around here. [That's what happens when Heero Yuy is your teacher.] There're games you can put on it, and you can take notes for yourself and archive old messages. The most important feature besides the map is filtering though. The first thing I'll teach you is sending private messages.

[He pushes himself to his feet then.]

How about a race? To the border wall.

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[Nodding along with the explanation -- wow, it does do a lot! -- and then instantly bouncing to his feet at the suggestion.]

Yeah!

Which part of it?

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Straight east!

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

Ready, set...

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Go!

[Don't break the door down on your way out.]

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[He'll be careful!

...Well, sort of, because he's sure not closing it on the way out. That'd put him way behind, and he plans to win.]

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[Kurapica can close it! Because like hell is he losing a race.]

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[Exactly.

Due east isn't hard to pick out, and he's putting all his speed into it.]


[ooc; RNG 1 - 10, higher number wins the race? I got a 2.]

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

((ooc: I got 3. Pff.))

[He catches onto the direction through sheer muscle memory, immediately keeping pace with the other boy and sliding in beside him with a smug smirk.]

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[Oh no you don't!

-- is what he's thinking, but despite every effort, he's just a step behind as the border wall comes into view. Crap, Killua's gonna win...

He puts on a last frantic burst of speed, lunging for the wall.]

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[And Killua takes a breath before doing the exact same thing, pushing off from the ground with every ounce of physical power he's got. Which is a lot actually.

He tags the wall no more than a second before Gon, ramming his shoulder into it afterward from being unable to stop his momentum quickly enough.]

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[And a second later, Gon smacks into the wall next to him... and promptly flops down to sit cross-legged at the foot, rubbing his shoulder and pouting.]

Awww... I almost made it....

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Close but no cigar~!

[Gloatgloatsmugnessgloat.]

C'mon. [He points at the wall before hopping up and over.] If we're gonna find a spot that's switched lately, it'll take a while.

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[Sulksulkpoutsulk. He gets back up as Killua hops the wall, jumping over right on his heels.]

After we're done, race you back! I'll definitely win that time!

... Is there any way to tell?

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[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Suuuure, you will. [He probably will. As if Killua would ever say that though.]

Well, actually. [He turns to Gon with a tiny grin.] You can probably tell better than me.

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[Thinking.]

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

...If a bunch of buildings just got here, I bet they'll smell different! Right?

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Exactly! Not just the buildings though. Out here, there aren't many of those.

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[He looks around at the rubble and laughs.] Yeah, I guess you're right!

Okay... do you know what it would smell like? Or just anything different?

[He's already closing his eyes, lifting his face to the slight breeze as he sniffs. Damp and mold, a little scent of trees (pine? Fir?), clayey mud, rust....]