[RP Log] Akutsu, Osamu

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Date: Friday, February 1. 15 minutes after this log
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Osamu pays Akutsu a visit and asks him a few questions about what happened at the labs. A few things are revealed and they will be meeting again the next day.



Osamu: *has told Dan to wait outside for him and not to run off while he's visiting Akutsu. He heads into the infirmary and once he's far enough from Dan, he floats the rest of the way and he pokes his head inside the room Akutsu's in*

Akutsu: *lying on his own bed in the medlab, across from Davide's, napping with the blanket over most of his head, Davide apparently napping in the other bed*

Osamu: *grins slightly-- aww, ain't that sweet?* *hovers his way over to the bed's side, and he reaches over to tug at some hair sticking out from under the blankets*

Akutsu: *wakes up instantly and growls at the hair pull, doesn't need to yank the blanket down to know who's fucking with him* Fuck off, Pidgeon. *muffled from under the blanket*

Osamu: Awww, is that how ya greet someone who's actually worried 'bout ya? Surprised ya didn't maul Dan back there.

Akutsu: Kid's a peach. You're a fucking annoying pain in my ass. The fuck do you want?

Osamu: Jus' wanna know what the fuck happened. Ya disappear fer a day or two, ya didn't tell us, blah blah blah. An' next we know, yer 'ere at Ryuhana.

Akutsu: *flips the blanket down to give Osamu a pissy look* Decided I needed a vacation away from your stink, ya flying rat.

Osamu: I ain't got no wings, stupid. *grins slightly, then taps his chin* Funny. Ya take a vacation right when some Ryuhana kid got kidnapped.

Akutsu: *growls* Don't need fucking wings to still be a flying rat. *gives him another dirty look* Fine. I got my ass tranqed up and taken off to some fucking mutant butcher lab. Red over there saved my ass and dragged me over here. End of story. Now go the fuck away. *yanks blanket back over his head*

Osamu: *rolls his eyes and yanks the blanket back down* What'd they do t'ya at the 'fucking mutant butcher lab'?

Akutsu: A bunch of shit I barely remember. So fuck off. *yanks the blanket back*

Osamu: *tugs the blanket off Akutsu* So they treated ya to a tea party; is that what yer sayin'?

Akutsu: Why, lookin' for an invitation? Hell, next time I see 'em, I'll drop your name.

Osamu: Heh, ya would, wouldn't you? *crosses his arms* Well. If they were playin' nice... I ain't got much on them then.

Akutsu: *shrugs* Not like I remember. They drugged me up pretty good. *darts a look at Davide, glad as hell that the redhead looks to be sleeping, and not piping in with his usual dumbass comments or spilling everything to Osamu*

Osamu: *Akutsu's look catches his eye, and he turns his head to look in Davide's direction* He looks kinda messed up. *glances back at Akutsu with a raised brow* Maybe he was the one who got mauled.

Akutsu: *snarls* Fuck you. Leave him alone.

Osamu: *hovers up and over Davide's bed and gives the redhead a once over* *whistles* Damn, ya shoulda finished 'im off. Woulda been more merciful.

Akutsu: *starting to see red, sits up and growls quietly* Get. The fuck. Away from him.

Osamu: Shit, what's yer problem, kid? *glances back down at Davide* Yanno, if y'can't remember anythin', I could ask this guy.

Akutsu: *at Osamu in an instant, yanking him back from Davide's bed by his shirt collar, pulling him down to the floor and growling murderously inches from his face* You fucking touch him an' I'll pluck every fucking limb off your body, asshole.

Osamu: *winces, his landing not at all soft. He frowns at Akutsu, resisting the urge to kick him off* Look, kid. If y'seriously can't remember what the fuck happened in there, I gotta fuckin' find out somehow. 'M jus' gonna ask 'im a few questions since yer noggin's on the fritz.

Akutsu: *snarls, yanks him back up, drags him into the bathroom and tosses him onto the toilet seat* You want the fucking gory details, you prick? They had us in fucking cages, sticking me and some other kid with god knows what. Next thing I know, I've got a dead body in my cage, all hell's broken loose and Red's trying to haul my ass outta there. That enough for you?

Osamu: *starting to feel like a rag doll and his ass hurts like hell now* *makes a face, pulling his hat securely over his head* So it wasn't a tea party!

Akutsu: *gives him his best 'I hate your ass why don't you just die' look* Could see if I can still get your dumb ass on the list though. *relaxed only slightly now that Osamu's away from Davide*

Osamu: *sighs, rubbing the back of his head* So they kidnapped ya, did shit to you... y'said there was a dead body?

Akutsu: *tenses, does *not* want to get into that* Did I stutter, moron?

Osamu: How c'n I tell? Y'always talk like an idiot. *gets back on topic* So, what? Did they jus' toss a body in there fer ya t'eat? Or...?

Akutsu: *grits teeth* Guessing by the blood and shit, I killed her. Satisfied?

Osamu: Huh. An' why'd ya do that?

Akutsu: She was there. I was full of their fucking drugs. The moon was in the seventh house. How the fuck should I know? I came outta it, there's a dead body. What the fuck do you want, pictures?

Osamu: Huh, moon? Y'turn into a werewolf? *slightly amused*

Akutsu: *makes a disgusted sound* Take the Kid home if you're just gonna fuck around. I'm going back to bed. *stalks back out to the medlab*

Osamu: *hefts himself off the toilet and rubs his ass-- goddamn it* Oi. *hovers to catch up and grabs his shoulder* Anythin' else you remember? Anythin' that anyone said? Any clue what that drug did t'ya? Sounds like it made ya go crazier than usual.

Akutsu: *tempted to just bite his hand off, but settles for a cold look over his shoulder* The lab coats were Japanese. Had a kid in there for about a week, poking him with shit. Used him as a fucking guniea pig for some American bigwigs. Military. General. Ten privates in the room, five more came in when shit went haywire. Twelve lab coats. More, I think, but they weren't in the room when we left. They had collars that shut off our powers, tranq guns, shit that looked like cattle prods. You want more, you'll just have to fucking wait til I get some damn sleep. *shrugs hand off*

Osamu: *blinks* Americans? *chews his lower lip as he mulls it over in his head* ...Huh. *actually more impressed that Akutsu could rattle off details like that* We'll talk more later, then. *shoves hands into pockets* What's yer favorite food?

Akutsu: *Overtired and about to kick Osamu out literally if he has to* It's gonna be raw Pidgeon if you don't get your ass out of here and take the Kid home.

Osamu: *slight laugh* 'M goin', 'm goin'. I'll be back t'morrow or so. Don't miss me too much~

Akutsu: Yeah, I'll remember to work on my aim. *almost snarling, watching Osamu like a hawk because he happens to be walking by Davide's bed*

Osamu: *glances at Davide through the corner of his eye, fingers twitching... sooo tempted. But he needs Akutsu not pissed off tomorrow, so he leaves the redhead alone* See ya later. *leaves the room to collect Dan*

Akutsu: *immense relief having Osamu gone, guy drives him batshit* Asshole...*takes a last look at Davide, making sure he still is asleep, slumps back to his own bed and drags the covers back over, tired as hell and just wanting some sleep, eventually crawls back out and slips next to Davide, manages to fall asleep after that*