[Silence, and he'll get it, besides the close of a door, the muted rush of water. Hisoka sighs, closing his eyes as he splashes cold water against his face, hands cold against porcelain, leaning over the sink. The sound of the faucet rushes in his ears, feeling drops of water slip down his face.]
[He's not really thinking about what he was saying. About his past. Infact- when he spoke of it then, he wasn't thoughtful at all, was focused more on Chrollo and his reactions, his words, than his own thoughts. How strange. To be so intrigued by someone that your entire mind, your whole focus was on them.]
[An end he said.]
[Recollecting it now, only seconds ago- an end.]
[He smiles, chuckling to himself as he turns the faucet off and moves to unbutton his shirt. He had none in mind. No end, no finale. Besides a fight no- Hisoka hadn't planned on that being the end, not if it was here, not anymore. He assumed it was for a while but this far in? As much as he wants him now, he'd continue to pursue him after his own death or Chrollos. There was no way he wouldn't. He drops the shirt, glancing down and laces fingers over the slight left overs of marks from not long ago, smirking to himself.]
[If he was to be here with that man, he'd take from him as long as he was able.]
[The door will open soon, his hair slightly wet, sticking to his face, expression blank. He looks up, glancing to where Chrollo might be now.]
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[He's not really thinking about what he was saying. About his past. Infact- when he spoke of it then, he wasn't thoughtful at all, was focused more on Chrollo and his reactions, his words, than his own thoughts. How strange. To be so intrigued by someone that your entire mind, your whole focus was on them.]
[An end he said.]
[Recollecting it now, only seconds ago- an end.]
[He smiles, chuckling to himself as he turns the faucet off and moves to unbutton his shirt. He had none in mind. No end, no finale. Besides a fight no- Hisoka hadn't planned on that being the end, not if it was here, not anymore. He assumed it was for a while but this far in? As much as he wants him now, he'd continue to pursue him after his own death or Chrollos. There was no way he wouldn't. He drops the shirt, glancing down and laces fingers over the slight left overs of marks from not long ago, smirking to himself.]
[If he was to be here with that man, he'd take from him as long as he was able.]
[The door will open soon, his hair slightly wet, sticking to his face, expression blank. He looks up, glancing to where Chrollo might be now.]