[003. video]

[freecssofnature]

[He's frowning intently when the video feed starts, but he doesn't hesitate to speak. This has been eating at him for a few days now -- and he can't figure it out himself; so finally he thought he might as well ask...

Maybe someone knows.]

How can you tell what's real?

[That's it; he gives a quick nod and cuts the feed.]

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[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

To see if they tell somebody else the same thing as they told us, right?

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Exactly.

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

Okay!

[Grin.] So we'll figure out where to meet when we wake up in the morning, right?

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Yeah. And we'll make plans during the day.

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

Great. [He slips the PCD safely into his pocket and hops down from the concrete block.] We'll get out of there in no time!

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Let's just hope you're not all talk.

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

I'll make it! You'll see!

Isn't it going to be tougher for you anyway? You already tried to get out once.

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

That just means I have experience!

[offline] that face... XD

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

And there'll be extra guards!

[He's not going to make this a competition, though, because he's not exactly sure he can make it in his dreams, either. He's still kind of weak.]

[offline] Gotta love GI faces.

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

So my feet won't get muddy.

[offline] The best kind of crack.

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

Hehe!

[Grinning, and waving a hand in the direction of the warehouse.] Race you there.

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[Killua looks to the warehouse, then back to Gon with a small smirk. He takes off without saying anything else.]

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[Gon's moving at almost the same moment, grin widening as he sprints.]

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[The amount of running Killua has been doing has increased exponentially since Gon arrived, and somewhere deep down, he has a feeling all of this activity, all of this spontaneous fun, is exactly what he's always needed to keep himself in check. But for now, he's just determined to win, kicking off the ground like a stallion leading his herd.]

((ooc: RNG got me a 3 again.))

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[It's only normal... isn't it?

But Gon's enjoying it too, the chance to just play, to have fun with his friend without desperation driving him. It's been a while.

And he's definitely not losing this one! An extra burst of speed puts him a bare few inches in the lead as he lunges to tag the door.]


[ooc; 7!]

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[And Killua makes it a fraction of a second behind.]

Phoo.

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

Haha! Now we're tied.

[...Not that he's keeping track, or anything. Maybe.]

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

For now. [That'll change, Gon. That'll change.]

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I bet I'll be ahead by tomorrow!

[GRIN-- and he's pulling the door open and dashing inside. Before you can smack him for that.]

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

Get back here!

[Curse you and that grin!]

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

No way!

[Fleeing for safety, which pretty much means his bed is base and you can't get him if he gets there first. Ha!]

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[Says you! No bed is safe!]

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

[Is too! He's diving onto his in a flurry of flying sheets. And sticking his tongue out.]

[offline]

[kill-joo-ded.livejournal.com]

[And right as Gon sticks his tongue out, he can say hello to a Killua-style kitty pounce.]

[offline]

[freecssofnature.livejournal.com]

Aaaugh!

[Going over backwards and promptly trying to wrestle Killua into submission. He can totally do this, you guys.] No fair!