[Failure isn't really much of an option for me; it's win or die trying.]
Being a good citizen was rarely on his to-do list, and when it was, it was due to the fact that he was trying to lay low, and avoid the potential police officers and bounty hunters who wanted nothing more than his head off of his shoulders. Kano Kazewaki, one of the most notorious criminals throughout the entire world, the soul individual who had gotten out of one of the most prestigeous and top-security prisons in the country without a scratch on him, was currently seated with his feet on the table in front of him, a cigarette in his mouth, looking at his best friend and right-hand man, Taki, with a bored expression accenting his delightfully handsome features.
Kano was a tall and well-built male with dark, brown hair and silvery eyes that seemed as though they could look through souls. He had one peircing in his left ear, and a large scar across his chest from when he had been younger and had gotten into a street fight, though one of the members of the opposing force decided to become unfair and whip out a blade, slashing him. Kano would have died then unless Taki had found him, which explained why the two were so close now. The tall male ran a rand through his hair, taking a puff of his cigarette before grinding the bud into the ashtray in front of him. "So what's the report, Taki?" He finally asked, his deep but quite alluring voice ringing throughout the room, watching his friend's face intently for any kind of hint as to what he was going to say. When Kano couldn't, he let a smirk touch his lips, but he sat back in his chair and waited without saying anything more.
His friend gave a small sigh, with a hint of exhasperation, before he took a seat on the other side of the table, putting his eblows on the wood and staring and Kano glumly. "Why do ya gotta be so formal?" He asked rhetorically, as he knew his friend well enough to understand that he wouldn't get an answer. "Anyway, everything's set up the way that you want it. I double-checked, and then got Lero to check it again. Men are all already stationed throughout the city to make sure that nothing could go bad." Taki was quick to inform the other of all of this, and the man with silver eyes grinned.
"Good work." Was his simple answer before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a new cigarette, which he held out to his friend. Instead of reaching for the stick, Taki got out a lighter and lit it, expecting it when Kano pulled it back towards him and took a hit, eyes glinting as he held it out again. This time, his friend took it and stole a drag, keeping it in his hand just in case his friend wanted it again. Kano could definately be stingy when it came to his cigarrettes.
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Drinking somehow sounded like a good idea to him, and with a town filled with mostly criminals, it would be easy to get in, show off his fake ID and down a couple of bloody mary's before he carried out his deeds in a couple of days. Stepping through the doors with none other than Taki, the pair walked straight to the bar, where they seated themselves side-by-side and ordered the same drink. Kano put his head on the table while he waited, closing his eyes for a moment, having been suddenly tired for a couple of weeks. He felt a comforting hand on his shoulder, and lifted his head to smile at his friend just as the drinks arrived in front of them on the table. He sat up straight, grabbing his drink and taking a long sip of it, before setting it down and glancing around at the bar. "Looking for someone?" Taki asked jokingly, receiving little more than a shrug.
"Not really." Kano said, turning the right way and staring at his beverage, debating on whether or not to drink the rest of it, or just have a smoke. He chose the latter, pulling out a pack of cigarrettes and taking one out. He heard a chuckle beside him and he glanced over at Taki, who was shaking his head and laughing at the same time.
"That's not good for your health, you know. Those things kill ya."
"Well, if I died, the world would sure as hell be a better place."
Taki didn't laugh, instead looked worriedly into his reflection in his half-empty glass. "If it's any consolation to you, I'd miss you." He murmured, almost too quietly for Kano to catch it. But the man had indeed heard, and he shook his head, smiling.
"I'll just have to wait until you go, then."
This time, he got a chuckle.
"Yeah, I guess so."
[It's okay! No problem at all~ :3 Umum, hope my post is alright o.o;; I kinda focused on his one true friendship, because I'm gonna do something with it later. xD I loved your post, your character is hilarious xD]
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