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[kingwithnocrown]

Who: Izaya and whoever wants to interact
Where: Plaza. Probably near the elevator.
When: Evening about.
Style: Action. Because.
Status: Open

[It's not that unusual to see Izaya looking happy. It's just unusual to see him lugging so much shit with him. Okay, it's not a lot, but by his standard- it's too much.

There's a telescope slung around his shoulder, a blanket under the other arm, and then a basket filled with who knows what, probably heads of dullahans or something, in his spare hand.

He's peering up at the bubble as he makes his way towards the elevator.

When. Oh no. A book that had been crammed into the top of the basket topples out. The tragedy.

But look.

Izaya keeps walking. Wow, his attention must be elsewhere pretty intense. And what is that book anyway? It looks weird. Are those instructions on human sacrifice------!!!

Actually it's just a fairy tale. But who can read kanji anyway? Aw look at the fairies-]

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[kingwithnocrown]

Aw, Shinra! You do realize that if I were in the proper career, universities across the world would be requesting that I come speak for their students? I can provide so much!

[Not that he's going to try and convince Shinra of that. At the insinuation, he merely laughs. He would never bother with a body bag what with how he disposes of people but he doesn't bother telling Shinra that. No need to make his sweet friend all the more uncertain of him.

Not that he had much to go on anyway.]

Well I suppose that's a fair observation and I can only appreciate your intellectual conclusion about who I am as an individual. So I guess I'm flattered.

[Oh Shinra, if he wasn't so sure of your weird perversions, he'd almost think you were trying to get in his personal space.

But thankfully, Izaya's mind isn't really like that. When they reach the top, he strolls out and immediately starts to walk to the beach.

And also- you think that's about to bother him? Try again. Izaya has no concept of personal space.]

Here looks good.

[And dropping everything. He unfolds the blanket out and glances up at Shinra.]

This is pretty awkward! We never hang out.

[He unfolds the telescope and sticks it into the wet sand, ignoring the water rushing up over his shoes.]

I don't really know what to say to you. Believe it or not~. That isn't an insult to your weird lover or you in general anyway.

[indoorscholar]

You do have a distinctly interesting viewpoint of the world. Letting you feed the minds of younger generations, of course, might be pushing it a little too far.

[A league of college graduates trained as Izaya's proteges...Shinra's not sure if he finds the thought impressive or disturbing. Probably both.]

Being flattered is a perfectly reasonable response to that. It's a rare honor to receive the impartial judgement of the likes of me.

[No need to worry, Shinra's too busy contemplating how good Celty would look in a swimsuit on this beach to be bothered by Izaya's proximity.

He slows his pace a bit and peers around, taking stock of the place as he follows behind him.]

You know, it really is. It's probably been years since we've had a good, friendly conversation without any offensive banter thrown in.

[Shinra slips off his lab coat and drops it by Izaya's things, trying in vain to shake a bit of sand off the toe of his shoes. Eyeing the shallow waves lapping towards their small camp, he takes a seat on the far end of the blanket and watches Izaya's progress on the telescope with an amused grin.]

You could always tell me what the hell this island is doing here, or how you learned to operate a telescope. Or, of course, I could always regale you with tales of how adorable Celty is. I quite literally have hundreds of them.

[kingwithnocrown]

[Thank God for that. And thank God Izaya doesn't have to hear about it. He can only stand that for so long before his gag reflexes start a kickin'.

He looks over at Shinra but doesn't say too much. It's been a good few years since he has talked to anyone without offensive banter thrown in.

It isn't really his style. Besides, offending people just comes naturally to Izaya. It's apart of his ever-present and oh-so lovable charm.]

Are you seriously asking me why an island is in existence, Shinra? My, I had no idea you were in to philosophy. That's a pretty stupid question. It just is. One day, Vatheon decided to build an elevator up to the surface and here was this island. Maybe it was here all along, maybe it wasn't. All I know is that it is now.

Although evidence suggests that it has been here for a while and that there was a population prior to our discovery of it. There's a whole abandoned town. It doesn't look that outdated though. Not really.

[He steps back from the telescope and instead moves to take his shoes and socks off, tossing both back towards the blanket. Bending over, he rolls his jeans up to his knees and proceeds to remove his jacket, setting that on the blanket next to Shinra.]

Well, Shinra, you see that little hole right there? You put your eye against it and miraculously- it will show you the stars up close. And if it's fuzzy, you twist that little knob over there and it will either make it more clear or more blurry depending which way you twist! Gosh, telescopes sure are weird.

[Deadpan. Sorry, Shinra, you asked for it. He's going back to his telescope now.]

I really don't feel like listening to you ramble about your disgusting fetish for headless women, who, by the way, doesn't even have that impressive of a body. Granted, I'm hardly a guy who can judge but we'll ignore that for the sake of polite conversation etiquette. Although, I have to admire you for your flawless acceptance of my homosexuality, Shinra. It truly makes me feel more connected to you as a sensible person. But then again, someone who bones a headless woman can hardly judge a guy who likes to have sex with other guys, hm?

[indoorscholar]

[Oh yes, he'd almost forgotten what a master of charm Izaya was since his last bout of verbal abuse towards Celty.

Shinra lets out a restrained sigh as he leans back on the blanket. Here he was, thinking Izaya actually wanted to have a civil conversation with him. What a foolish mistake for him to make.]

I'm glad you think highly enough of me to believe I'd honestly ask you about the philosophical nature of an island. Then again, I'm probably stupid for wanting to talk to you at all.

There used to be people here? What happened to them?

[While he's perfectly content staying here now that's found Celty, he's still got his interests in finding a passage between Vatheon and his old world. At the very least, it might answer a lot of the questions he still has about this place.

Oh good, more sarcasm. Shinra mirrors Izaya's deadpan as he springs up to his feet, twisting the telescope away from him and taking a look for himself.]

Does this thing really only have a focus knob on it? No polar alignments or anything? Congratulations, someone ripped you off with a really shitty telescope.

[There's no way...was that...a complement front the great Izaya Orihara? Oh heaven have mercy, Shinra's feeling lightheaded from the shock.]

Unlike you and your inability to acknowledge my unique love for Celty like a half-decent human being, I'm willing to accept whatever makes my friends happy. If that happens to be screwing each other senseless, then so be it. I'm not one to judge.