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maskormenacelogs2014-12-20 03:34 pm
debauchewy) wrote in maskormenacelogs2014-12-20 03:34 pm
Legerdemain [OPEN]
WHO: Hisoka and OPEN
WHERE: Government Holding Facility
WHEN: December 1st - December 31st
WHAT: Visitors and fellow inmates chatting it up.
WARNINGS: None yet.
It's been an incredibly long time in this holding cell, in this- prison. Only three months and Hisoka can't handle being still for more than a few moments and his sleeping periods have shrunk smaller and smaller to naps of about two hours when they do happen. Even so- he's made to sleep, or well- lay there, in the dark, and those moments are the worst. He gets by by reading network conversations. Sometimes under blankets when hall patrols are happening, and he's only gotten caught once to which he lied himself out of and just said he checked the time upon waking up.
But for the most part- he's going a little mad. Especially now with Shade gone.
His cell neighbor, speaking to him was really what was getting him through the days, not that he'd admit it to himself. Hisoka was all for waiting but- being able to do things he wanted in the mean time helped. Years upon years he'd wait but only because he could best busy himself with other people and activities. Here it's just-
Jewelry, eating, "sleeping", wandering, re ha bilitation. And it's doing him in. Maybe that's why he- was starting to like Shade despite seeing none of his abilities or strengths. They spoke often in there, and the more they did, the more Hisoka was around someone generally just- enjoying speaking to him back and forth? It made it easier to stay cam and wait.
And then Shade left.
And now- if he doesn't busy himself he might accidentally snap a guards neck without- thinking about it. The bloodlust is there. He feels it in those long nights, waiting in the dark, his hands idle, knuckles white from how tight he keeps clenching them. He knows- he'd feel better if he could just- touch someone. Feel their blood beat under his fingers, their hot flesh against his, if he could just see a reaction in their face from his hands and a moment of taking everything from them. It- it wouldn't be nearly as good as a fight, or sex- but it'd make him feel less meaningless rotting away in here.
But he can't do that.
So instead.
Should a visitor come at any time throughout the month, or another inmate wander by- they will find Hisoka sitting amidst cards. Beginning of the month it won't be so impressive, but near a week into the month, and further on the castle of cards just- continues to grow and grow around him in his room. He supposes- he feels better doing it. Not that he's thinking while stacking. Infact, he's not thinking at all the entire time. Because thinking involves missing people, and needing things. Thinking involves wondering where Chrollo has been and why he hasn't visited despite saying he would do so. The same goes for Gon and his where abouts. Wondering about Jaime and what he's been up to and finding the thought mildly arousing only to once again work himself up and have no means of letting off the steam. And let's not even get started on that- Lunatic fellow he's been hearing so much about. So- no thoughts, no thinking, just cards.
So much of rehabilitation.
WHERE: Government Holding Facility
WHEN: December 1st - December 31st
WHAT: Visitors and fellow inmates chatting it up.
WARNINGS: None yet.
It's been an incredibly long time in this holding cell, in this- prison. Only three months and Hisoka can't handle being still for more than a few moments and his sleeping periods have shrunk smaller and smaller to naps of about two hours when they do happen. Even so- he's made to sleep, or well- lay there, in the dark, and those moments are the worst. He gets by by reading network conversations. Sometimes under blankets when hall patrols are happening, and he's only gotten caught once to which he lied himself out of and just said he checked the time upon waking up.
But for the most part- he's going a little mad. Especially now with Shade gone.
His cell neighbor, speaking to him was really what was getting him through the days, not that he'd admit it to himself. Hisoka was all for waiting but- being able to do things he wanted in the mean time helped. Years upon years he'd wait but only because he could best busy himself with other people and activities. Here it's just-
Jewelry, eating, "sleeping", wandering, re ha bilitation. And it's doing him in. Maybe that's why he- was starting to like Shade despite seeing none of his abilities or strengths. They spoke often in there, and the more they did, the more Hisoka was around someone generally just- enjoying speaking to him back and forth? It made it easier to stay cam and wait.
And then Shade left.
And now- if he doesn't busy himself he might accidentally snap a guards neck without- thinking about it. The bloodlust is there. He feels it in those long nights, waiting in the dark, his hands idle, knuckles white from how tight he keeps clenching them. He knows- he'd feel better if he could just- touch someone. Feel their blood beat under his fingers, their hot flesh against his, if he could just see a reaction in their face from his hands and a moment of taking everything from them. It- it wouldn't be nearly as good as a fight, or sex- but it'd make him feel less meaningless rotting away in here.
But he can't do that.
So instead.
Should a visitor come at any time throughout the month, or another inmate wander by- they will find Hisoka sitting amidst cards. Beginning of the month it won't be so impressive, but near a week into the month, and further on the castle of cards just- continues to grow and grow around him in his room. He supposes- he feels better doing it. Not that he's thinking while stacking. Infact, he's not thinking at all the entire time. Because thinking involves missing people, and needing things. Thinking involves wondering where Chrollo has been and why he hasn't visited despite saying he would do so. The same goes for Gon and his where abouts. Wondering about Jaime and what he's been up to and finding the thought mildly arousing only to once again work himself up and have no means of letting off the steam. And let's not even get started on that- Lunatic fellow he's been hearing so much about. So- no thoughts, no thinking, just cards.
So much of rehabilitation.
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His gaze hasn't left him for quite some time now, he's not sure if it's due to a need to read this man, further study him, or the enjoyment he feels at being asked to be a part of this business venture. Or- potentially anyway.
"No, not at all, infact, within the beginning of the next month. You'll wait for me won't you?"
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"Well, anyway.... yes, I can wait. I'm rather patient, as it happens.
"When I need to be."
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He certainly can be patient.
Another low laugh, shrugging as he lifts his hands.
"All good things to those who wait. Though I do wonder who else you've asked?"
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Because Giorno cheats.
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"Joseph Joestar." He'll leave out the "relation" for the moment. Not in the least because he doesn't really think of them as related to begin with. "Actually, come to that, I'm not sure how possible it is to avoid him. He's noticeable."
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Well, Joseph can be a bit much, but really.
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"I've spoken to him frequently actually." A bored look directed near Giorno's legs- feet. He tosses a hand in a small shrug.
"At times he's amusing, and others not. I've yet to see anything that should impress me enough though." A small smile, getting Joseph's image in his mind. Up his legs, waist, stomach- chest. Even the way those eyes can look, seems like a clever boy but- he's unsure if it goes much further than that.
"Though I'm fairly sure what I like in him may just be his genetics." From what he's seen of that grandfather of his, unf. "But I'm willing to bother with him more if you'd like." Smile.
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...and then Giorno pauses and wrinkles his nose. "In fact, please don't. That would be odd." Honestly, he's had enough information about his "family" and their romantic/sexual endeavors to last a lifetime. He definitely doesn't need more.
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"Date him, now that's going a little far. I wouldn't be against a first date like I said, I've yet to want to go deeper." Sweeps a hand up, waving it a little and shaking his head.
"Don't worry, I'm not for the idea of being tied down-" Ahh~ "Not like that anyway." And you can take that how ever you want.
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"...I didn't need to know that. But, noted nonetheless." Why do people share that kind of thing with him. Why.
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"You'll be sure to let me know who else will be a part of this- if you continue to want my aid. Don't be a stranger."
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"Of course," He nods briefly, and begins to turn away. And then glances back. "I won't keep you waiting long on the sweets."
Christmas is only a short time away, after all.
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He'll watch you leave too.
As far as he can.