[center][h1][b]Itsuki[/b][/h1][/center]

If looks could kill, then Hana's head would've exploded into a billion tiny little chunks the minute she opened her mouth in that annoyingly playful tone of hers that alert Itsuki to what she was going to do before she even got it all out. It was a short-live glare though, followed shortly by a sigh as Itsuki simply counted down from three, pointing toward Asoka as she finally understood that Hana was in fact serious, his sighs only getting deeper as she continued speaking, his eye twitching ever so slightly as he tried his best to shut down any responses he wanted to make. There was simply no point in playing her game, as he knew he wasn't nearly witty enough to beat this Asoka in wordplay and would simply just dig his hole deeper and have to deal with all of her annoying nicknames at a more frequent rate. Instead, he turned his attention back to Hana, his gaze narrowing a little, though this time in more of an annoyed fashion than one of any actual anger.

[b]"Not mean enough, apparently. You just couldn't help yourself, could you?"[/b] He asked half-heartedly, not really needing answer. As much 'fun' as them poking fun at his rather traumatizing and painful memories of desperation were, he wasn't really in the mood to humor them by getting upset by their dumb antics. He walked over to the coffee maker, sticking a random thing into it and waiting for it to brew, looking over at Takumi as he asked them about the kids. Before he could reply, however, Asoka beat him to it, and, though he hated to admit it, she shared a similar mindset to him.

[b]"Whatever you guy's decide to do with them, it's got nothing to do with me. Only offered to take them in out respect to the old man, but since Hana seems to have things well in hand, then I'll be washing my hands of them. Besides, I'm sure you've noticed how I'm not much of a people person anymore."[/b] Itsuki cracked his fingers as he spoke, a bit of a habit he'd had since he was young whenever he was feeling uncomfortable. The feeling of his knuckles popping always seemed to get his mind of off what ever it was that was bothering him. [b]"Moving on from that, I'm going to be going out in a bit. Have to go visit a . . . friend of mine that I haven't seen in some time."[/b]

Itsuki expression became unreadable as he mentioned this 'friend', but he seemed unlikely to say anything more on the subject, reaching put from his wrapping to crap his cup of now brewed coffee and taking a slight sip before he once again turned his attention to Hana.

[b]"Hana, do you have any nice-looking clothes around that you're not using? The place I'm heading to is probably going to be okay, but it's best if I don't roll in there dressed in my blood-stained rags."[/b]

As he spoke, he would be too busy with talking to the others too notice Rin's attempt to look under his blankets, and while he held them reasonable close together, she would be able to tell that he was likely either naked, or only wearing underwear due to the fact that his legs were completely bare. 

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