[WEEK 2: Sunday, post-execution, kitchen; Akira]

[nowyouseeit]

[you know, whatever happens at the execution on Sunday. . . IT PROBABLY SUCKS!!1 so Kaito can be found shuffling into the kitchen, rubbing at one eye tiredly with a permanent scowl affixed on his features. he doesn't quite expect the smell of coffee, so when it reaches his senses he jerks back in surprise. but, although he's more of a chocolate milk kind of person (obviously), coffee is not unpleasant]

[he blinks a few times at the man at the coffee station, then lifts a hand and waves]

H'lo.

This is pretty good timing, all things considered.

[just the man he was looking for]

Comments

[frizziest]

[ yeah that's right, walk away w/ your tail tucked between your legs Kaito!!!

... or just continue standing there. that's cool too. ]

Hm... [ Akira continuously debates on how much he should tell his Yuggoth bff. he's accepted that they're all from different places (except Chie that is...), so he believes he can get away with telling more. with a resounding sigh, he gives in. ] Your alias is Kaitou Kid, right? Or should I say stage name.

Well... mine is Joker. And I'm not exactly a magician.

[nowyouseeit]

[he's not running he is picking his battles!!]

Alias. Stage name.

[shrugs! at this point, Akira's about the only one he won't deny the thief thing with]

Joker. [says the name with a thoughtful hum] The wild card in most decks of cards, yeah? That done on purpose?