"It's MR. Leorio!"

Leorio go get more Ibuprofen!

                 Leorio! The patient back in room 34 threw up again, go clean that up.

          Leorio! Go sterilize the scalpel!

                                                LEORIO!!!

Man, there wasn’t a second peace in that goddammed oversized boat. When doctor Cheadle told him to go with them on this journey to the Dark Continent, he expected something more fitting for a doctor, and while the few things he learned in this place have been incredibly insightful, people mostly expected him to act as an office boy more than anything. Sure, the man has yet to get his degree, but they should at least respect the fact he’s one of the Zodiacs... he’s not sure how much that entails, but at least some respect is warranted....right?

Well, at least today they’ve assigned him to do something at least tangentially related to doctor’s work. According to Cheadle, Leorio is supposed to meet with a new patient who just appeared, and give the necessary meds. It was an easy enough job since apparently this patient didn’t had anything worth getting worried over, probably some rich guy getting a migraine.

“Okay so...” Leorio started to speak once he got into the Patient’s room as he held some very vague info on the person at hand, paying more attention to that paper than the person sitting on the gurney. “Hm... that’s weird... it doesn’t say what your name is in here... Well anyway, let’s see what you... um...have...”

“… I don’t know what it is, I guess closest thing I could call it is a monster.” James tried to explain, “I just grow horns, tail, fur, sharp teeth and stuff. And I lash out at whoever triggered it.” James fidgeted with his bandages.

“I figured if I could master triggering it then that means I could call it out on command… or stop it coming out if the situation doesn’t call for it.” His gaze didn’t meet Leorio’s, clearly waiting for he backlash, “I don’t want to hurt anyone, Hannah can control her gifts… I need to learn how to control mine.”

Leorio stood there quietly as he tried to process the information he was just given rather nonchalantly by the blond male. Is James some sort of werewolf or something?! When did that happen? Sure, Leorio been out of his life for a little while, but... did that much happened already? 

“Geez Jim...’ Leorio softens his tone as he put his hand on the man’s back, the doctor wasn’t surprised by the fact the other could turn into animals, honestly, this is probably the easiest thing to believe lately. “Well, you shouldn’t do this stuff alone then! Who knows how much worse you can get...”

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she’s had worse partners in ploys, schemes, and performances, but never has a man made her feel quite like this:

irked, exhausted, and perpetually on the edge of losing her temper.

she rolls back her shoulders and raises her chin, extending her neck as she attempts to dispel the increasing tension that has decided to settle in the divots of her skin. when she levels her gaze, she has replaced all irritation in her features with something that, to a stranger, might appear to be seduction.

she reasons leorio knows better.

leaning forward, she rests both elbows on the table and aligns her palms, angling her hands to rest parallel against her cheek. fluttering her long eyelashes, she feigns a coquettish expression. ‘you always know what to say to charm a lady.’

she bites her tongue to keep from saying more and instead directs her attention to the chicken scratch he’s slid toward her. when she reads what he’s written, her eyes narrow. her coy demeanor falters, and her lips purse into a slight frown.

‘oh, dear, you’re so forward,’ she says with a light laugh, reaching for his hand. her fingers traipse across his knuckles before teasing the pen from his grasp. 

beneath his message, she writes:

             if i have to stay here all night, there will be casualties.

she lifts her face to smile before continuing the message.

             we can’t wait for him to strike. what do you suggest we do?

when she passes the note back, she catches the eye of a passing waiter and tips her glass in his direction, silently requesting a fresh bottle. if she must remain in the public eye against her will, she might as well make the most of it.

            we can’t wait for him to strike. what do you suggest we do?

Leorio read those words with a rather uncharacteristic stern expression on his face. That was a good question, what in the world should he do? Leorio always been good with improvising from time to time, in fact, being able to improvise has helped him getting out of a lot of troubles in his life. But now... they couldn’t rely on improvisation, not anymore, not when Hisoka, the most dangerous person he has ever met, is out there, taking people out one by one.

The male put his hand through his hair in silence for a couple of seconds, clearly struggling to come up with something, the man couldn’t just plan ahead without analyzing the situation at hand, he had to see the different facets of the situation, and then come up with a plan after it. He knows that Hisoka is there and he is killing people who are alone... but is that all that it is... there must be something else in there he can grasp and come up with a conclusion... there must be, he just has to think outside the box... he just has to think... like...

Like him.

Images of an androgynous blond male clouded his mind as he starts to wonder if Kurapika would be fine in all of this. Leorio’s plan was to make the woman in front of him serve as a protector, a guardian, but he has yet to find an opportunity to do so... and the clock is slowly running out for all of them. Goddammit Pika, why did he had to take the job as a bodyguard, sure, Leorio was the one who sugg-

...Bodyguard? ...Bodyguards!

“That’s it!” Leorio exclaimed, finally figuring something out, although his expression showed a lot more concern than satisfaction. It seemed like he was about to say something else, but he finally realizes that his reaction might raises some suspicion, so he tried to get back into the role. “I just... I need you my love!”

James fidgeted, not too sure if e wanted to answer. How did he know Leorio would take it well? It wasn’t like he told anyone. “I-… I’m not…. normal Leorio.” James began slowly, “I was testing to see how much it’ll take me to turn. I’ve turned before but only when Hannah’s been in danger, only once did I turn for another reason… I’m trying to find out if I can do it on command.”

❛   leorio,    this   is   a   princess   tea   party,   ❜     as   if   that   weren’t   obvious   enough,    when   you’re   wearing   a   princess   dress   and   a    makeshift    princess   crown.    gaze   is   scrutinizing,    almost   comically   critical   as   you   evaluate   his   very   un - royal   attire,     ❛   that   means   you   have   to   dress   up   as   princess   if   you   want   to   join,    you   know.   ❜       @mendinggreed    ♡’d   for   a   starter    with   teen   alluka !

“Wha- No way kid! I’m not gonna put on a dress!” Leorio exclaimed with his hands in his pockets, putting his foot down. He liked the kid, but there’s no way he’ll concede to her demands like that. Her brother might spoil the girl like there’s no tomorrow, but this stuff wouldn’t fly with the doctor. “If you want me to play, then how ‘bout...

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☽ = wandering alone at night .

Man, what a busy day at the hospital, according to the news, some sort of epidemic hit that part of the city quite bad, the hospital was just completely overcrowded with people puking their guts out. He had to work as a nurse overtime, and even then it wasn’t enough to calm things down. The only reason he left is because the doctors basically threw them out since they don’t want to pay for overtime, the man didn’t even cared about getting paid as long as he helped people, but they insisted on making him go home.

So now there he was, walking in the middle of the night in his expensive suit in a quiet lonely street. His hands in his pockets as he carried a frown on his face, mumbling curses under his breath due to his begrudging walk back home.

However, the man’s complaints suddenly stopped as he notices a weird girl walking by herself in that place. Does… does she even know what time it is?! Someone like her should not be here! The kind of creeps who wander around here, especially in such a deserted, shady parts of this city, it was just beyond dangerous. 

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✂ = threatening them .

Leorio didn’t flinch at the other’s clear attempt at intimidating him, he’s seen enough of this bastard to know he likes to mess with people’s minds, and the doctor’ll be damned before giving him the satisfaction of making him cower. “Say whatever you want, I don’t give a crap. But you’re not taking Killua back.”

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✘ = hugging them

Well, that was a surprise. When he heard of Killua’s sister, he expected someone with the same aloofness and just overall bad attitude the boy had, but not that much before meeting her, there she is, hugging his waist after exchanging a few words.

The man raised his arms, unsure on how to react at the kid’s sudden affection, but slowly reached for her head and gave a light pat on the top of it, as awkward as it felt, that was still a rather sweet gesture on her part and the man wouldn’t just shrug it off. “Um… yeah, I like ya too kid!”

“Dick… isn’t a problem. He’s staying with a friend and getting better.” James explained softly, “It was….” James didn’t want to say it, shame bubbling in his gut, “Me.”

He gnawed on his lower lip, unsure of what to say, “I’ve been making something but needed to test it. So I tested it on me.” He wanted to drop the subject there and then, he didn’t want to talk about it. He tugged on his jumper to hide the marks.

Leorio sternly stared at the man, dropping the goofy facade he often displays into a more serious attitude. Why anyone Leorio is friends with have any sort of self-preservation instincts? It seems like they all constantly go for the most dangerous things for the darkest or pettiest reasons, it was beyond infuriating. And you know what’s the worst part is? Leorio couldn’t help but to be in their lives, to constantly help them with whatever they need, he was just as crazy as these bastards.

this is a part pakunoda has often played.

it isn’t hard to convince outsiders of her affection. a simple touch here, a demure smile there; these microcosms of human adoration are easy to fake. and with an endless glass of red wine at her disposal, the task becomes much more enjoyable.

across from her, leorio seems to struggle with his role, but she knows she can pull the weight of the operation if she must. as a last resort, she can kiss him to shut him up long enough to detract attention from his foolish remarks. she doesn’t like to think of the potential aftermath and takes a long sip of her wine to dismiss her predictions.

when he speaks, she bristles almost imperceptibly. small talk is not a necessity here, but the young doctor clearly has little experience in fine dining establishments. she closes her eyes to mediate her temper and dabs the corners of her lips with a cloth napkin.

‘i imagined the salmon would be better, seeing as we are on the ocean,’ she says, donning a tone of dejection. she eyes her plate where a portion of the fillet remains, and with remorseful brows and pursed lips, she sighs as she rests her silverware atop the dish. ‘my expectations must have been too high. rather unfortunate.’

the remainder of her wine is quickly swallowed, and she feels the faintest flush spread across her cheeks. why leorio insisted upon a public dinner escaped her. the less she remained in the open, the better. he should know that - but then, perhaps he had selfish desires, as well.

she rests the pads of her fingers against her empty glass and leans forward to address him in a softer tone. as she speaks, she grazes the side of his calf with her leg and holds his gaze. ‘you’ll just have to make up for this meal later.’

knowing he is watching her, she flashes her eyes to convey a simple message: let’s go.

“You’re so high-maintenance babe, but what can if I fell in lov-wow!” Leorio’s eyebrows risen as he felt the woman grazing his calf with her leg, making a slight flush appear upon his features, what was the point of all that tease? Is she just playing with him? He knew the PT were cruel, but this is just pure torture.

Regardless, the man quickly composed himself as he cleared his throat, he had to keep his act together, especially in the situation they’re in now. “Yes... of course I will, but why rush things? The antecipation is one of the best parts. Oh... the things I’ll do to you...” Leorio pulls out a pen out of his pocket and a napkin and starts to write a message on it, turned to the blank part upwards and slid towards her. “Maybe this will make you agree it’s worth the wait...”

The man gives a corny wink at her as he gives quick glances around her as if trying to see if anyone’s watching them in particular. The message the man wrote in it was simple:

‘New update he kills when alone. Must stay together’