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Muraki Kazutaka ([personal profile] letsplaysurgeon) wrote2011-02-15 12:48 am

Case 002 [Action/Written]


[There is a vase of snow white orchids sitting on the table. Muraki sits back with his hands folded and considers it for a long time in silence, until seconds taper into minutes, and then an indeterminable amount of time. It wasn't a Valentine's gift from someone, because he personally picked them up from the flower store to bring some grace to his apartment. Perhaps he got them because the person they would've been for wasn't in this limbo, and he was a man of habit. He needs a physical manifestation of his thoughts.   

Extracting a flower from the cluster, he brings it to his nose and inhales the soft fragrance. A thoughtful expression crosses his features, and then he frowns.  

Such sentimentality always leaves him feeling sticky.]
   

I thought some of you might be interested in the health benefits of chocolate. It contains a naturally-occurring compound known as flavonol, which acts as an antioxidant. Antioxidants, by the way, assist in preventing diseases. If it hasn't been overly processed, dark chocolate in particular contains a large amount of these antioxidants, and a small bar a day can be good for your heart. It contains serotonin and stimulates the production of endorphins, which give a feeling of pleasure. Some studies have even indicated there is a link between the consumption of chocolate and the lessening of pain.

[A slow smirk forms on his lips as he rereads his post, finding his own rambling amusing as he finishes his thought.] ...To make a long story short, a little indulgence won't kill you. Just be sure to limit your intake to a reasonable amount today.


[OOC: Trafalgar Law and his fantastic pimp hat get first comment, and then it's open season. Tag away!]


deathsdoctor: (Amused + Plotting | Secretive smile)

[Written]

[personal profile] deathsdoctor 2011-02-19 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, trust him, he'll make things fun.]

Let's just say it's been a very entertaining morning.

[Very, very entertaining. Law hasn't felt this much amusement since Bepo's disapperance.

The journals can be wonderful things sometimes.

Sometimes.]


Why so curious? [Can't you just feel the teasing?] Are you planning to drop in for a visit, Mister Muraki? I didn't realise I warranted the attention.

Besides. Such things? Are better told in person.

[Come now... not on the first date, Muraki.]

[Written]

[identity profile] letsplaysurgeon.livejournal.com 2011-02-19 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
[He starts to write something to the extent of asking you what you meant by 'entertaining,' but then decides he doesn't really care. At least not enough to encourage this written conversation to continue into the lazy hours of the afternoon. It was nothing short of delightful so far, but it was still words on a page. Eventually he was going to need to switch to something more substantial.]

And I wasn't aware that you were so modest. [And that would be adorable, if it was real.] I don't believe it suits you. A man such as yourself should be more self-assured.

[Yet another carefully-concealed, genteel compliment. If you weren't worth the attention, he wouldn't bother. He has a very limited amount of patience for things that don't appeal to him.

And a slow smirk crawls up his features at the last line.]
Oh? Do you want to see my face, Mr. Law? I'm afraid I don't do video. You'll understand if I don't particularly like the idea of my image being streamed from my living room for the entire world to see. Or I might've gone into television. [And probably escaped the grief and emotional torture that being a doctor brought him.]
Edited 2011-02-19 04:28 (UTC)
deathsdoctor: (Neutral | hn think what you want)

[Written]

[personal profile] deathsdoctor 2011-02-19 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
I see nothing wrong with a little modesty. [He is modest, in his own way. Which has nothing to do with his confidence or self assurance in his abilities.] But I'm flattered that you think so.

So I've noticed. [Again the pen taps at his lips a few times.] But. That's not quite what I meant.

[He meant meet you in person. At a time when you least expect it.]

... till later, Mister Muraki.

[Journal close.

What was it they always say?

Oh yes.

... leave them wanting more.



Do you want more?]