Izaya is bored in the Med Ward. (Loafin' around the infirmary.)

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[ Izaya sighs looking over his paperwork. So he had a roommate and was going to be going back to school. He wouldn't say he was excited, but oh well, at least now he could learn how to eliminate get Shizuo out of his hair-- maybe. He set the papers down and groans with a hint of irritation. ]

I need to get out of here! This is so irritatingly boring! ヽ(#`Д´)ﾉ Can't anyone just die so I can get some kind of entertainment out of my situation?!

[ He pulls back a layer of his hospital gown and pokes at his wound, ouch... it's still tender. He goes to tie his robe shut again but decides to say screw it for now, no one was looking at him anyway... ]



((OOC: In the infirmary after the fall? Just want to visit? Please keep him company ^^~~))

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[carmineblight.livejournal.com]

[Axel might drop in to see if he died yet. Is Izaya decent under that hospital gown? Either way, Axel slips into the Infirmary and looks around.]

[humansushirabbu.livejournal.com]

[ Izaya looks up, his shirt open sporting his totally chic bandages, wrapped around him and over his shoulder for support, a bit of blood staining the gauze. ]

Oh, well hello. It's the guy with the exceptionally interesting hair. Is it full of secrets or something? Is that why it's so big?

[ He smiles casually, no malice in his eyes. ]

[carmineblight.livejournal.com]

Not dead yet, huh?[Axel snorts, raising an eyebrow at this state of undress. It's like asking someone to cut your belly open, Izaya. He walks over and takes a seat on the end of the bed.]

For me to know and you to find out. It's not the only thing that's big, either.

[humansushirabbu.livejournal.com]

Did you come to finish me? You look rather like an undertaker-- ah, actually you kind of look like a friend of mine.

[ He smirks, thinking of his cat-eared acquaintance. He pulls his top closed and looks back to Axel. ]

[carmineblight.livejournal.com]

Not today. Went through all the trouble not to.

...A friend?

[Axel doesn't think anyone he's met around here looks particularly like him. Although come to think, didn't the Princess mistake him for someone else?]

You wouldn't know a princess kitty-helmet, would you?

[humansushirabbu.livejournal.com]

[ Izaya pauses and then smirks, laughing some. ]

Ah, so she is here. Which means... Does she usually hang around a rather weak looking doctor? Ah, he's always in a white lab coat and glasses. And does she lack an ability to speak?

[ My, my. Maybe things would be interesting here after all. ]

[carmineblight.livejournal.com]

Don't know about a doctor, but she's mute.

[humansushirabbu.livejournal.com]

Aha~ Yes, that is the very same girl. Mute, huh?

[ Izaya snickers, his eyes scanning the room, recalling a certain incident and the first time he heard Celty's voice. Suddenly he winces, holding his side... god, the pain was excruciating... but he just grins wider, trying to hide it. Through the pain, he spoke casually. ]

So how do you know her? The black rider-- or whatever name she has given you.

[carmineblight.livejournal.com]

[Fortunately, Axel doesn't really care if Izaya's in pain or not. He shrugs.]

I 'borrowed' her... 'cellphone'.

[humansushirabbu.livejournal.com]

Very bold. I never would have thought to take that from her. Wasn't she angry?

[ He grins some, amused by the tale he was weaving. ]