[ ~~ }
He sighed as he hung his phone up and stuffed it back in his pockets. The feeling had the hair on the back of of his neck standing up. Takuya paused mid-stride to look around. Wha…? Surprise crossed his features when he spotted the other Warrior. “Hey! Kouji!” Takuya grinned, raising a hand up and waving it.
As always, the other was slow to notice people, unlike the cold Warrior, the one the Spirits of Light had chosen, always wary and noticing everything. It was a blessing and a curse sometimes.
Takuya was obviously surprised, and Kouji mentally rolled his eyes, narrowing them a little, hands stuffed in the pockets of his pants. When he was greeted and the other tossed up a hand, there was no reply, no greeting back.
"Hn." A grunt was the Warrior's only response to the greeting. It had been years since seeing the others, and Kouji was far to uptight around people, even former friends.
