Topic: Family Visit

SilentDeath

Date: 2006-01-30 09:01 EST
Hanzo was getting more bored than usual. He had a weird habit of visiting..sneaking.. bursting.. etc. into close friends house, surpising them or otherwise. He grimaced, remembering the last incident with Jewell but shook his head violently to forget. He wanted to disturb Keaton in such an early hour of the morning, and to fufill the threats he had oh so loudly announced at the Inn.

``Three blocks away from the Red Dragon... right next to Hands Over Hollywood`` He muttered to himself, an old, frail woman looking at him with a wary eye as he passed. He observed his surroundings and in less than a minute...due to sprinting like a cheetah, Hanzo slid to a halt when he saw the sign. ``This is a hole in the wall..`` Mummuring again at he looked through window before entering the adjacent complex.

He trailed up the stairs, not having the slightest cue where Keaton resided, but soon recognized his signature "indie" music as he called it, wondering why he'd have it on at such an early hour. He twitched his nose like the rabbit Tara had so affectionately called him on many occassions before giving an earth shattering knock on the door, not really caring for the other inhabitants being.

``Keaton..wake the hell up so I can visit you.. I'm--`` The door gave in to his relentless pounding only after a few beats, he smirked to himself and shook his head. `` I told him to lock his doors...`` He stretched out on a couch, making himself comfy until Keaton woke up to go to the bathroom....or something.

Keaton

Date: 2006-01-30 20:23 EST
Keaton strolled down the stairs in his jeans, his tennis shoes by the couch, speaking through his t-shirt as he pulls it on over his head. "What's up, Hanzo?" His hair is still damp from his shower, and after shaking it out, he begins to tie it back as he pads over. Usually Keaton is not up until nine, but lately his sleep schedule has changed to fit with the schedules of the people he deals with on an almost daily basis in order to take care of the business of building his studio.

SilentDeath

Date: 2006-01-31 16:03 EST
A long, dramatic sigh. `` I'm bored is what's up, that and I'm going to kill you.`` Lazily waves around a knife with his left arm, the dominant one draped over the back of the couch. ``Let's plot an attack on someone... and no not Charna because we've tickled her too many times and I fear any form of retribution from her.``


Swivels around to plant his feet on the ground, promptly standing to his feet. `` I say we do Issy... or someone. She's cool, laid back.. she can take a joke.. but then again she might try to sodomize me.`` His eyes widened, soon followed by a shudder. ``You think of someone we can play a pratical joke on, who won't try to kill me at the end...or sodomize.. something of the sort.``

A soft snicker, walking to the kitchen to raid his food.

Keaton

Date: 2006-02-01 16:41 EST
"What, you're afraid of her? Afraid to do it? Is brother a coward?" He grins slyly and goes over to slip into his shoes, then slinks into the kitchen after him. "And help yourself, by the way," he smirks as Hanzo makes short work of his food. He leans over his shoulder and snatches a couple pieces of bread, dropping them in the toaster. "What're you up to today? Other than boredom."

SilentDeath

Date: 2006-02-01 17:54 EST
``Well.. Hell yeah I'm afraid to mess with Charna. She's like.. a goddess.`` Had that obvious sarcastic tone all along, ending his sentence with a snort. Looks at the food with a sort of digusted look, too lazy to cook. ``Same goes for Issy.`` He chimed in as he snatched a glass from the rack, pouring a glass of the puply yellow stuff. Always wondered why orange juice was yellow.


`` Well, besides being bored.. I might have a job to do. Reel in a pretty coin.. likely a few plats... then just hang around like a lazy ass.``

Keaton

Date: 2006-02-02 13:42 EST
"What kind of job? The usual kind?" He reaches over his shoulder and snatches the carton of orange juice, pouring himself out a glass as well. He takes on a lean on the counter, watching the toaster distractedly as he sips his drink. Butter or marmalade? Or maybe one piece with butter, and the other with marmalade? Or jam - would jam be better?

SilentDeath

Date: 2006-02-02 15:19 EST
``Yes, the usual you fool. Why would it be the unusual..?`` He replied, eyeing his toast greedily all along. `` I think I'm going to have a house suspended from the ground, so people can't look into my windows when I walk around naked... sounds like a good idea, right?`` A soft snort, with another sip of his orange juice.

Keaton

Date: 2006-02-02 16:16 EST
As the toast pops up, Keaton throws a couple fresh slices of bread at him, and then sets about buttering his toast. Cholesterol? Feh. He's skin and bones anyway. "There are some horrors Man was not meant to know, and knowing you walk around your house naked is one of them. Truly, the stuff of madness." He smirks and takes a big bite out of his toast. "How's watching the studio gone so far?"

SilentDeath

Date: 2006-02-02 16:42 EST
``Yeah.. about that..`` Snatching the pieces of bread and greedily stuffs a piece in his mouth, too impatient for toast. After his gluttony had gotten the better of him, which included shoving the remainding slice of bread in his mouth and drinking from his orange juice, he wipes his mouth and continues.



``Heard some strange noises, but nothing was down there. And you know how fast I can be, I would of caught the bastard if it WAS someone. I think you must have pest problems. Assure me, everything's accounted for and present, nothing to worry about.``

A reassuring nod before refilling his glass with orange juice, looking for something else quick and edible in the fridge.

Keaton

Date: 2006-02-02 17:50 EST
One shelf in the fridge is dedicated to Corona. Then there's a few cartons of juice and milk, yogurt, oranges, apples, a bunch of veggies, and deli meat and cheeses. Slim pickings, but apples are awesome.

He raises an eyebrow. "Pests? Well... that explains a lot." He stretches slowly, then grins at him: "Eat, and then go. I've got to get ready and get out of here five minutes ago."

SilentDeath

Date: 2006-02-03 08:10 EST
``Ohff, why'd you gotta kick me out.`` His speech was inhibited by the bread in his mouth, heading for the door. ``I might be back later, you know...talk about security...stuff at the Inn.. like..any woman you might like..`` A sly grin, turning on the door handle and vanishes into thin air, not even opening the door.

Keaton

Date: 2006-02-06 16:00 EST
He smirks after his brother as he slips out in typical ninja fashion - though Hanzo is far from your typical ninja. The musician can't claim to have met many, but he doubts many ninjas are as mischievious as this one.

SilentDeath

Date: 2006-03-30 09:07 EST
Hanzo hasnt visited his brother at his home in over a month, and frankly, missed him. He didn't knock, but simply tried turning the knob. He smirked as he felt it turn with ease, opening the door slowly. ``Keaton trusts this neighborhood too much.`` He wondered if he was even home, but his presence was confirmed with the running shower. He opened the fridge like it was his own house, grabbing ALL the breakfast foods he could see.. bacon..sausage.. eggs and more. Popping a few slices of bread in the toaster, he watched as the food cooked. He needed to talk to his brother about tons of things, knocking on the bathroom door.

``Get your ass out the shower. I need to talk with you about multiple things, and I don't trust anyone else.``

Keaton

Date: 2006-04-03 20:57 EST
"Gimme a minute!" And a minute is taken. After a few moments the water shuts off, and rings rattle as the shower curtain is pushed back. In just about a minute, the music man steps out, remarkably only damp, having toweled off a great deal before coming out, towel around his waist, peering at his brother through his wet bangs hanging around his face. "What's up, Hanzo? You haven't dropped by in a while." He tucks his hair behind his ears and starts in the direction of his bedroom nearby.

SilentDeath

Date: 2006-04-05 03:47 EST
He stepped back and turned around, not wanting to see or be near his brother in his nearly naked state. A shrug as he continued to walk further away from him, giving a shrug. ``I guess you can say I missed you. You've been.. absent from the Inn. Lots of stuff happened, y'know.``He lowered his voice, as if fearing someone would hear him. ``You know how we went to Char's for dinner? Well, while when you were playing with Rily and the kids, and when Quel busied himself in his work.. me and Char.. well, we took a bath.. together.`` The past few words were admitted sheepishly, promptly turning away from him. ``I don't know what happened after that, my mind's a bit foggy. Anywho, proceeding.`` Clearing his throat before opening the fridge, bending over to see what's inside.



``One of these.. crazy slaver guys comes bearing collars for Tara.`` A snort. `` Like we need anymore megalomaniacs in the Inn. With me snooping around, and such, I've learned that Talomar and Tara are serious about taking over Rhy'Din. I, for one, will not stand for that bullshit.`` He smirked to himself, pulling out a carton of orange juice. ``If it does happen, one, I won't be wearing no collar, and you can assume that there will be an.. unexpected death of one of our rulers. Tara wouldn't know how to rule over Rhy'Din successfully with her having more personalities than an asylum. `` Another grin, looking around where Keaton had kept the glasses.


``Got anything to say, Mr. Fox?``

Keaton

Date: 2006-04-05 20:58 EST
Keaton keeps the bedroom door ajar in order to listen to the ninja... coughing when he hears mention of the bath with him and Charna. "Nothing Grem would kill you over, I hope?" He leaves the room, facing Hanzo in the hallway as he ties his ponytail, wearing a Ghostbusters shirt and a pair of jeans, an eyebrow raised. "I like Tara all right... but Hanzo?" He chuckles and taps a finger to her temple. "She's nuts. I don't care how she intends to seize power - even if she managed to get her little hands wrapped around this city, no one would follow a leader who changes her personalities at least as much as she changes her outfits. As far as Talomar goes..." He smirks. "I wouldn't worry about it, brother." He moves a hand to his shoulder. "Let them try. If you haven't noticed, there's something called a power vaccuum in Rhy'Din. Unless they have ten thousand screaming soldiers I'm not aware of at their beck and call, they can seize what little power that is and use it to push over fruit stands and pop children's balloons all day." He releases his shoulder, heading down to the kitchen to fix himself some cereal. "Like I've said, I like Tara, she's never been anything but nice to me, and if anyone were out to hurt her, I'd watch her back - but she and the Count both are all bark and no bite. Tara can get fierce an' angry plenty, I've seen it before, but I've not seen her take any action that speaks of violent retribution. Talomar? You say he talks about talkin' over this realm, and he walks in lookin' like hot **** plenty, but he can't decide between mean an' nice half the time... an' he rapes women, Hanzo." He raises an eyebrow. "He's threatened all sorts of people, hasn't laid waste to the lives of any of those men I know of, and rapes women. Are you really going to be afraid of someone so weak and insecure as a rapist?"