The Rooftops

Isao crashes down on a rooftop, crushing in knee into the tiles on the roof. It leaves an imprint.

"Was that really necessary Isao?" Iwao landed neatly beside his brother, glancing to his brother with a dull expression, with his hands stuffed into his pockets.

"Completely, brother." Isao stands straight up just to jump up and cross his legs in mid-air then land back on the roof, sitting down Indian style. Isao's expression was lit with a smirk of excitement.

Iwao rolled his eyes and sighed, glancing out into the city. "Kietsu Town seems like a pretty quiet place. We might be able to stay awhile." He observed absent mindedly; a habit he had, having to take notes of everything around him.

Isao lays down on his back with his hands placed behind his head. "Quiet equals lame and lame equals boredom."

Iwao smirked as he glanced down to his brother, "I can't continue my research if you attract hunters everywhere we go. And if I can't conduct my research, we'll never get out of this cramped form." He explained as he stared down at his hand, balling it into a fist, though no expression crossed his face, even for a moment.

Isao looks over to his brother by moving his head never moving from his current position then answers while grinning, "Alright alright. You've made your point. I'll keep a low profile until you've gotten everything you need... or close to it. I won't be able to sit still for long."

"Yes, I am aware." He replied cooly, smirking once again as he took his golden gun and started examining it closely. "I need to purchase more bullets next time we pass a gunsmith."

(I think I want the gun to be a specialized weapon. Still brainstorming though.)

Isao looks upwards at the passing clouds with a smug grin placed on his lips. His red hair was draped over his dark eyes as usual. "Alright then but I am not going in it."

"I always thought you'd love these sorts of human toys." He mused as he twirled the gun in his hand before holstering it again.

(brb dinner)

"I do. I love them but if i go into another shop I might buy another toy and I have many I haven't even used yet, so..."

(M'kay.)

"Ah. It's good to know my brother's being safe with money for once." He shoved his hands back into his pockets as he looked out into the town again.

Isao scowls then turns his head away, "Yeah yeah."

Iwao smirked again as he shook his head, rubbing his sore shoulder as he yawned, "Well, I'm exhausted. Having to walk everywhere is the worst possible punishment anyone could endure."

"Hey, I like it. Walking is doing something and something isn't doing nothing since doing nothing means boredom." Isao jumps up landing in a crouched position then he rises back up and places his hands behind his head. His fingers link together as he looks downwards at the rare people walking along the street.

"Yes, well you have the attention span of a newborn." He said without much of a second thought. It was a wonder that the two could stand each other so well, they never agreed on anything.

"You make it sound like that's a bad thing."

Iwao just smirked, scuffing his shoes against the roof.

Isao tilts over the edge slightly seeing a mugger in an alley way.

Iwao followed his brother's gaze, glancing down into the alley. He then rolled his eyes, quietly dismissing the matter and pulling out a vial from his belt and examining the little drop of liquid in it.

Isao continues to watch the mugger with slight interest which disappears as quickly as it appeared and he turns his attention to his brother.

"I need more sleep serum it seems." Iwao sighed and slipped the vial back onto his belt and jumped down into the alley, inches in front of the mugger. He glanced to the stranger from the corner of his eye, his dragon like eye with a look that could kill. The only time Iwao acted pleasant to someone other than his brother was whenever it had some sort of profit for him.

Isao looks over the edge once again and watches the scene unfold.

The man gasped and jumped backwards slightly. Iwao smirked as he shoved the mugger aside and walked down the alley, "Coming Isao?" He called without looking back. The man remained where he had been shoved off too, stiff and frozen. Humans never could detect what the twins really were, but the human instincts were enough for people to know the twins certainly weren't human.

"Sure." Isao lets himself fall over the edge then he lands with one knee craving itself into the ground. He stands up straight showing a small crater in the ground formed by his knee. He puts his hands behind his head then follows after his brother, whistling a death march tune.