deadlygame
hey -- i need ya to do me a quick favor. tell me if i've got any blood on my face , will you ?
skilledbroker
skilledbroker
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@IMMORTALICS "Do you really want me dead /that/ much? Am I /that/ irritating?" Izaya asked the ajin lowly, holding his arms out to the sides. There was a certain glint in his reddish brown eyes and a smirk tugged at his lips. "Go ahead. Kill me, if you really want to! But, if you do that, you'll just demonstrate how /awful/ you ajin can be. If you kill me, an innocent human, you'll be painted as a monster. Well, /more/ of a monster than you already are."
skilledbroker
@IMMORTALICS "Ouch! I belong with the maggots? That's so /very/ harsh.." Despite his words, he gave a light smirk. "What? You don't appreciate my gifts? I'm only trying to thank and repay you for when you took care of my head injury! I promise."
TENTATIIO
"Can you get out of the way? I can't really walk through you, now can I?"
skilledbroker
@-kyuketsuki "Kid?" Izaya put his free hand down into his jacket pocket as he watched the other man, smiling lightly to himself. "Do I really look that young?" He laughed a bit then tilted his head. After studying the stranger for a moment, he rose an eyebrow. "Is everything alright, sir?" He asked, sounding mildly amused.
TENTATIIO
↪▎ @skilledbroker Roman eyed the man across from him, staggeringly aware of his heartbeat even from where he stood. He wrapped his arms around himself tightly and willed his skin to look less pale. "It's fine. Just keep your eyes open, kid." He murmured, walking past the other man, hoping he wouldn't notice how vigorously his body had been shaking.
skilledbroker
@-kyuketsuki "Ah.." The informant rose an eyebrow before he smiled lightly. Lifting his phone, he quickly stepped to the side. "That's my bad! Sorry, I wasn't paying much attention."
inftuadeath
is that a knife you have there ?
skilledbroker
@nlhuman How do you know you'll be happy in the afterlife? If getting to do what you want in the afterlife is your basis for suicide then.. that's just stupid. What if there's nothing in the afterlife except for darkness, hm?
inftuadeath
&&. @skilledbroker / . yep . * he gave him a small nod . a quiet hum left his lips . * let me put it like this . why should I live in this cruel world of prolonging suffering ? in the afterlife you can be happy and get everything you want , so why not go ?
skilledbroker
@nlhuman Kill you? * that got the young man to raise an eyebrow, glancing down at the knife he was holding. he turned it slightly in his hand. * Why do you want to be killed?
enamordel
what secrets do you hold?
skilledbroker
@enamordel Boring? I think I'm far from boring, personally.. but, in the end, I could care less. I prefer witnessing interesting people over being interesting myself.
nutzos
WOAH THERE! where do ya think ya goin' !?
skilledbroker
@nutzos It does sound like it, yes! * izaya agreed with the young lady. he smirked to himself and watched her before following along with his hands in the pockets of his tacky coat. * Do you mind telling me your name?
nutzos
great! OH, this is goin' to be so much FUN! * she let out a tiny squeal, bringing her fun gun up to her shoulder * come on, before anyone finds me and realizes i'm up to no good. * with that, she happily skipped down the street *
skilledbroker
@nutzos Ooh! Bank robbing? That sounds fun! * then he shook his head and lifted a hand up. * No, no. I'm not interested in telling or joining in. Though, I wouldn't mind watching.
skilledbroker
@IMMORTALICS "You want to know my name?" The info broker questioned simply and then lifted a hand, placing his palm flat against his chest. "I am Izaya Orihara. I'm nothing but a simple information broker, meaning I buy and sell information. I come from Ikebukuro. I've only been here in this city for a few days." He explained, just to give Nagai some context whether he wanted it or not. The main reason he had come here.. was to meet the ajin standing before him. The one he saw on TV. He wanted to see him and meet him. There were lots of reasons why, like how he sparked his curiosity, and even more reasons that he chose to meet /this/ immortal being instead of all the others. "Ah, I see... I understand completely. I get that you're tired. Therefore, I don't mind walking with you. Just so we can talk a little bit longer." His eyes narrowed a bit and his smile turned more into a light smirk. Lifting an eyebrow, he crossed his arms. "You should probably lead the way, then. That way I can follow while keeping my distance."
skilledbroker
@IMMORTALICS "That's true." The broker gave an emphasized shrug of his shoulders. There were other beings just like Nagai in this city. Ones he could find very easily considering who he was. After a moment passed, he lifted a hand and pointed a finger right at the ajin. "But, I want to talk to /you/. You specifically. None of the other's will do ~" He sighed in a rather dramatic way, just wanting to imply that he was let down at merely the thought of speaking to another of his kind. Oh how disappointing that would be. "Stop coming closer?" He asked, feigning innocence. Izaya acted as if he hadn't known he was moving closer. He glanced down at his feet and the space between the two of them and then gave a low chuckle. "My bad. I hadn't realized!" He lifted his hands in surrender with his palms towards Nagai Kei. "I promise, I'll stay right here. Is that alright? You'll stick around and talk with me for a while if I stay back, yeah?" Then, he slipped his hands down into the pockets of that jacket of his once more, head lulling to one side. "You don't have to worry! I mean you no harm. I promise." And then he smiled at him, in a friendly sort of manner.
skilledbroker
@IMMORTALICS Izaya had a strange relationship when it came to monsters. Inhuman beings. You see, he /loved/ humans. All of them. Every single one. Yet, monsters were a different story. He /didn't/ love them. It was a complicated thing. And, since this young man wasn't exactly /human/, their interaction probably wouldn't be the... best. Not that many interactions with this informant were the best in the first place. He was a rather detestable human, yet that didn't bother him any. "Hey, now. No need to get so angry." Izaya gave a light smile, waving a hand off-handedly once Nagai had asked what it was he wanted. He observed as the immortal stepped away as he moved forwards, his eyes catching the other's gaze. The look in his almost red eyes was rather dark. Rather mischievous, as well. He was the sort of person who always had something planned, it seemed. The kind of man who was forever up to no good. "How can you know for sure that I'm not sorry? That's not something you should just assume like that ~" He mused with a head shake and then chuckled. Once again, he took a few, quick steps closer and smirked to himself. The other's clear dislike of the situation and his irritability did the exact opposite of making him want to go away. It only made him want to stick around longer. "Did I? That's too bad! I was /so/ excited to have a chat with you, too."