hunter x hunter good times

[killforcandy]

Killua remembers the last time he was here. It was years ago now - he really was super weak back then, considering how long it took him to climb the different floors, and he's a little bit proud, a little bit smug, about how much stronger he's grown. Not strong enough, but still - stronger than any of these people on the lower floors. He's taking it easy for now, having fun with it, which is different Technically he could just go straight to the top floor if he wanted, but he hadn't even hesitated when he decided to wait for Gon first.

But still - he could take a peek, right? Gon is doing something else, and... No, maybe he shouldn't go by himself - is it a bad idea? would that be cheating? what even is up there? - though he's tempted, but... But there's still the floors just below that again. Maybe someone there knows how to fight, and he can check out the competition ahead of time. He can impress Gon some more with his knowledge. Yeah, that should do for some entertainment.

He's eating chocolate as he makes his way there. He'd ordered a ton, since he wasn't sure how long they'd be here, but Gon doesn't seem to be having a hard time at all. He doesn't want to have to throw any of it out when they leave. He's got several plates with him now, and he's working on his second, satisfied at finally having access to as many sweets as he wants again, determined to enjoy it. His body's feeling a bit strange, but he's just brushing it off. If he's a bit warm, it's most likely because he was fighting earlier, even if it was over in seconds.

His legs are feeling a bit weak, and that's when he starts to pay attention. It can't be poison, but it sure is acting like poison. Some new kind, maybe? Even if it is, though, he's not worried, he should be able to handle it. He thinks back to his training, what he should do... If it's the chocolate, he should probably make himself throw up, but he doesn't want to waste the chocolate like that.

His knees buckle suddenly and he grabs onto the wall to catch himself. He's breathing a bit heavier now, and he's starting to... Oh no, it wasn't poison, he realizes. At least not the kind his family uses.

He's getting hard.

Now he really needs to make himself throw up.

He pulls back from the crowd, a little unsteady, trying to find a quieter spot, and then quickly shoves two fingers down his throat.

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[elastique]

"Illumi told me that you all have trained for all sorts of chemical warfare, Killua." Hisoka doesn't have anything to do with this particular case (weakening his opponents in such a way isn't his style), but he finds it difficult to simply walk away.

He's interested in Killua, after all. An unripe fruit with infinite potential much like his other little boyfriend.

The lack of hesitation to shoving those fingers down his throat earns a chuckle. "It isn't uncommon for others to take underhanded methods here, little one."

[killforcandy]

Hisoka's presence is overwhelming when he wants it to be known. Killua hadn't expected to run into him here, and immediately panic starts bubbling up together with all the chocolate that he ate, but it's too late to stop that now. His gag reflex is already making him cough, making him puke up all the chocolate that he ate. It splatters on the floor between them.

He wipes his mouth before looking up. Don't show weakness, he thinks. No, he should run away for sure, this guy would kill him on a whim. But his legs are still feeling shaky, and some predators are only encouraged by running prey.

"If they need to use those methods to win, they won't last very long on the higher floors," he comments, managing to sound almost impressively impassive. He's considering his options, hands back in his pockets, claws out, just in case. "You know my brother?"

[elastique]

"Wild animals rarely think when backed into a corner. Not everyone here is like we are."

A graceful shrug of a shoulder as he brings himself to kneel. Even without actively throwing his presence at someone, there's rarely a need to hide it.

"You could say we have worked together before." Not too often just yet, but enough to have heard a thing or two after the Hunter exam regarding Killua--the true heir to the Zoldycks. All the more reason to watch over him, really.

Not that he owes anything to Illumi or that he fears him. If anything, a fight with Illumi would satisfy him for at least a while. "On rare occasions our jobs have aligned."

[killforcandy]

Hisoka kneeling should be reassuring, but it's the opposite. Catching his attention is never a good thing.

"Huuh. You work?" Maybe it's a rude question, but it's difficult to imagine. Hisoka seems like the type to just impulsively wander through life, and it's not like someone like him would have a hard time getting money. But it's also difficult to think at all, when the effects of what he ate seems to be getting stronger. He's flushed all over, still feeling unsteady.

"Anyway, I gotta get back to my room." A small step back, not too quickly, he doesn't want to trigger the chase instinct. He doesn't want to turn his back on Hisoka either, but he makes himself do it, but not so far that he can't see him out of the corner of his eye. Keep it casual... "I'll just sleep this off."

[elastique]

Unfortunately for the young assassin, Hisoka's interest is already peaked. While he has already decided that there's no need to kill the white haired boy here and waste his future, it doesn't mean that he should withhold amusing himself.

Besides... what sort of monster would he be to leave a young man to fend for himself? He's already tested him enough.

So when Killua gets close to his room, Hisoka is already there leaning against the door frame. Eyes studying the sharp, well filed nails that are more akin to claws. "The aphrodisiac you have been poisoned with will likely make sleep impossible." He has a theory of who tried this on the boy--after all, it isn't his first rodeo on the 200th floor. "You bleeding out from a hemorrhage would hardly be worth my time."

[killforcandy]

Killua should have known it wouldn't be that easy. He's not even sure he can call it easy, considering how much he's struggling to walk right now. His body feels like it's about to burn up, and he's so hard it hurts. Pain doesn't bother him, but it's making it difficult to focus, difficult to walk, difficult to keep his guard up as much as he should. But seeing Hisoka still makes him tense and brace himself for an attack.

"I'm not worried about some poison," he says, even if this one definitely affected him more than it should, with all his training. "I've had worse. Do you know there's a poison that makes bubbles form under your skin, and you have to stand completely still for a week until it passes or they start exploding, and the whole time you're in pain and itching."

He often falls back on the habit of sharing a little too much to unnerve people, even if he knows that won't work on Hisoka. He holds up his arm, where a few faded, circular scars are visible. "I failed to hold my arm out from my body and it brushed my hip for half a second."