Author: Seth
"I know you don't like it all that much, but do you really think I'll live long anough to regret it?"
3) Light
'Dammit, there has to be one somewhere... where'd I leave them?'
Not that it really mattered whether he remembered or not. The point was that he didn't have one on him now and it was killing him. He gave a little chuckle at the irony of the thought, which rapidly melted into an annoyed growl as his search continued to yield no results.
Giving up in disgust he contented himself with taking a small roll from a case he always carried around with him and sticking it in his mouth, unlit.
'Maybe Kitsuno is wandering around...' He mused, though he was in no mood to seek out the fiery prince.
Leaning back against the steps he was sitting on he closed his eyes for a moment. It was a nuisance, being out of matches, but he wasn't going to let that prevent him from enjoying what he did have. Down time was rare enough as it was, these days.
A sharp hiss split the air, followed by a sputtering light.
Cracking one of his eyes open he found the tip of his cigarette glowing a deep orange.
"Need a light?" His subordinate asked rhetorically as she eased herself down next to him, waving out the match in her hands.
His face softened as he took an experimental puff, leaning slightly into her.
"Thanks."
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