[Thread] Fuu & Mugen

[hiphopsunflower.livejournal.com]

Who: hiphopsunflower (Fuu) and lethalunacy (Mugen)
What: Drinking sake (and probably eating XD)
When: After this
Where: In the kitchen.
Rating: PG for their really bad language. >_>

Fuu made her way cheerfully down to the kitchen. It had been one of her first stops when she arrived here (how could she pass up free food 24 hours a day?), and she was looking forward to more good food. She hoped that Mugen would be able to find his way there; he hadn't asked for directions, so she just assumed he knew.

Of course the ghosts kinda freaked her out...maybe they sensed that since they always stayed a certain distance away from her. That was fine with her. Fuu could deal with getting her own stuff. 

She poked her head into the kitchen, and after finding that no one was in there, happily skipped on inside. Immediately she started going through the cabinets and pantries. There was no way she was waiting for him.

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[lethalunacy.livejournal.com]

Mugen actually did know where the kitchen was, which was rather surprising. He supposed he owed it to the people that stopped to say something on that stupid journal entry. But that was beside the point. He just wasn't happy to realize that he had to walk down seventeen flights of stairs to get to the bottom floor.

"Fuck," he cursed under his breath as he began the trudge down. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." Every time he reached a landing and reminded himself of how many were left to go, his scowl became more pronounced and the mumbling became fouler, if that was possible.

It was after about fifteen minutes of walking that he finally reached the first floor and, in turn, the kitchen. He stomped through the doors and immediately spotted Fuu. He wasn't surprised to reach a complete block when he tried to remember anything besides just her name and personality. He didn't know why he had thought maybe seeing her would jolt his memory or something. Sitting down in a chair, although it looked more like sprawling, the first words out of his mouth were -

"Where's the damn sake?"

[hiphopsunflower.livejournal.com]

Fuu glanced toward the kitchen door and smiled...then scowled at his question. "Gee, thanks for saying hi." She headed over to the table with an armful of stuff.

She dumped a bottle of sake, a couple of glasses, a half of some sort of cake and something called 'peanut butter cups' inbetween them. Fuu had no idea what they were, but they were delicious and she couldn't get enough. "Here! Eat up. Everything's free, and they have all sorts of food."

After taking a seat herself, she grabbed one of the chocolates, unwrapped it in and popped it in her mouth. "Wha haf you been up to?" she asked, mouth full. Fuu had all sorts of questions, but decided it would be better to ask when he got something to drink first.

[lethalunacy.livejournal.com]

"No problem." he mumbled in response to Fuu's sarcastic remark before moving to get some of the cake. He shoved the piece in his mouth and chewed, impressed by how good it tasted. He figured he could handle living in this place if all the food was as good as this.

"Haven't done much," Mugen replied as he swallowed. "Just kind of explored the floor I was on." He took another piece and poured some sake for himself.

He downed it in less than ten seconds and then took some more. He couldn't believe he hadn't drank any until now. "What about you?"

[hiphopsunflower.livejournal.com]

She gulped down her mouthful and shook her head. "No! I mean before you came here. I know you forgot pretty much everything, but you have to remember at least a little bit. Tell me something!" Fuu was a bit desperate for information, even though it appeared as if Mugen wasn't in a very chatty mood.

Sitting back in her chair, she leaned an elbow on the table, pondering. He had no idea why they had met, or what the three of them had went through. Fuu remembered the things that had happened, but why they had been traveling together...she wasn't quite sure.

Dammit, it was frustrating!

[lethalunacy.livejournal.com]

She wanted to know what he'd been doing ... before? It was strange how there seemed to be endless lapses in his memory. He could remember walking into some tea shop, meeting Fuu, fighting Jin, almost getting executed, and then it all became a blur as he tried to remember what had happened after they had escaped.

"Uh," Somehow, his memory was still intact beside skipping what seemed to be a few months of his life. "What the hell do you want me to tell you? 'cause, seriously, I'll start making up stuff if you wanna know something that bad."

This was more than frustrating; it was fucking annoying.