Why couldn't I be a TP3 instead...

Spanner | Age unknown| | Location unknown| | Allegiance unknown| |Status alive| [rp account]

[-supana]

[come away to a winter wonderland] [@rankingfuuta]

Spanner is huffing for breath when he comes to stand at the Sawada household's door. It's a little past ten in the morning, and while there was no heavy traffic on the roads, he doubted that would still be the case at the airport - human and vehicular traffic being things that he didn't exactly associate well with.

He raps his knuckles on the door in appropriate staccato, taking the moments before it was opened to catch his breath and at least appear to be a reliable adult Nana Sawada could trust with her charge.

[-supana]

[the last christmas cake in the shop]

[-enma]

"I thought Koyo would want company…" He murmured, mostly to himself when he realized that Koyo would be too busy to want company. He wasn’t much of a company anyway.

Blinking up at Spanner, he asked, a bit worried, “They won’t mind if you’re late…?” He might miss something, after all. It’s a party. However, he doesn’t mind if Spanner stayed a little longer too. It’s been too long since he’s seen him.

[thesameleaves]

Koyo went back with the box of cake in hand, and placed it on the counter. “Here you go,” he muttered, pushing the box towards Spanner. 'Now leave,' he added on his head. 

He slid his hands under the counter to grab one of the giveaway treats that the shop was offering. “Here,” he hands it over to Enma, “If you want to talk, wait for me until my shift finishes.” 

[-supana]

"We'll wait for Koyo," Spanner says, accepting the cake and handing over his credit card. "It's been too long since I've last seen you, and it would be nice to walk home together..."

He pauses to consider the party - and shakes his head, casting a brief glance at the clock just beside the register.

"The party won't end so early, I think. I can come in after a while."

[-supana]

[the last christmas cake in the shop]

[-enma]

He smiles a bit as his hair was ruffled and looks at the blond. Spanner seemed a bit dressed up for an occasion today. He wanted to ask first, but decided to state his reason for being here. ”Merry Christmas,” he first greets back, before looking at Koyo, “I just wanted to visit Koyo since he had work today…”

He returns to look at Spanner, “Are you heading somewhere?”

[thesameleaves]

"…Merry Christmas," Koyo replied to Enma and sighed, "You know, you could just have waited at home."

"Anyway, go and have a talk with Spanner first," he shifted his attention to the cake, brought it up and walked over towards the backside of the counter. 

[-supana]

Spanner turned his attention to his younger brother, patting down the fluff of his hair in an attempt to set it back to rights.

"I have a party to go to. Though I might be getting to it late, at this rate."

He glances at Koyo, boxing up his cake, then back at Enma, who stared up at him less timidly than he remembered him being - and smiles.

"I don't mind the distraction, though."

[-supana]

[the last christmas cake in the shop]

[thesameleaves]

When the small bell rang, Koyo immediately noticed a certain red-haired boy that entered the shop. Even if this was the case, he quickly shifted his attention towards the person in front of him. 

"…Merry Christmas," Koyo replied back, hinting distaste, "Would you like to add a message on the cake?" 

[-supana]

"It's fine as it is," Spanner replies, unable to stop himself from smiling a touch wider at the obvious distaste on the younger boy's face. 

"That'll be all I'm getting, unless I can buy your time too- I think Enma wants to have a chat." He glances at the redhead who had come to stand next to him in front of the counter, immediately entertaining the urge to ruffle the boy's hair in greeting.

[-supana]

[the last christmas cake in the shop]

[thesameleaves]

"Thank you that’ll be for—" 

Koyo blinked as he stared at the familiar looking blonde. This is too much of a coincidence.

…of all the cake shops why did the mechanic end up here? 

 Trying to hide his face, Koyo only hoped that he wouldn’t be recognized.

[-enma]

Christmas was one of Enma’s favorite holidays. The decorations. The food. The presents. Especially the fact that their whole family would be together the entire day. That is until Koyo decided to take a part time job, which had him work on the day itself.

Deciding to visit the green haired male, he went all the way to the cake shop he worked at. “…” He entered with a small jingle from the door, and immediately turned his head at the counter where Koyo was taking orders. His face looked as surprised as Koyo.

"Ah… Spanner?" 

[-supana]

Spanner blinks as the appearance of the boy behind the counter registered in his mind. 

"...Koyo-kun?"

And then, serendipitously, his name was spoken behind him by none other than-

"Enma..?"

Christmas miracles indeed. He hadn't expected to see anyone familiar before he'd made his way to the Vongola's Christmas party.

"... Merry Christmas," he greets both boys, a smile tugging on his lips.

[-supana]

[the last christmas cake in the shop]

...sat conspicuously inside the glass vestibule, undisturbed. Spanner considered his options - be late, or have mediocre cake.

It was a difficult decision, but he had to make it fast. If anyone else decided to buy it-

"I'll take the cake."

[primocavallone]

@Spanner

[primocavallone]

“It’s good weather outside, so I agree” he chuckles before offering his free hand to help the other stand. This man was always busy. Busier than most that Callisto knew, and with things he always didn’t understand. But it didn’t matter. As long as they made Spanner happy. That what mattered.

[-supana]

Spanner grabs Callisto's hand and stands, dusting himself off before leading the other out.

"What've you been up to?" 

[-supana]

[abscondere-blog]

“Your charming thoughts might kill you one day.” With a quick stab, Mukuro caught the wandering blueprint with the trident and unfolded it, eyes quickly scanning the entirety of the plan. “Not today, unfortunately. It would give me great joy to announce your inevitable death, should events happen in my favor.” 

Mukuro crumpled the blueprint into a ball and held out his hand to reveal a winged koi origami. “There are certain merits I can reap from this agreement. But those are my concerns alone.” 

[-supana]

A sound appropriating Spanner's delight comes as the mechanic's initial response, but after a moment he raises his considering gaze to the illusionist, an eyebrow arched up as much as his curiosity would allow.

"Careful now, one might come to think that you were being altruistic, Mukuro Rokudo. However far that may be from your usual way of doing things."

[primocavallone]

@Spanner

[primocavallone]

Chuckling warmly “Then something to eat is welcome?” he suggested and showed a small basket that he had with him

[-supana]

"Mm, that, too. Although," and here Spanner glances around his less than tidy environment, "Perhaps we should take it outside?" 

[primocavallone]

@Spanner

“Perhaps you should take a break?” Callisto smiled “I bet you have been working 24/7”

[-supana]

"You have such poor expectations of me," Spanner replies, adopting an expression of mock-hurt. He drops it after a moment, offering Callisto an agreeable quirk of his lips.

"But why not. A break's welcome."

[-supana]

[abscondere-blog]

“Oya, is that what you think?” Mukuro asked, a smirk camped on his lips. “I don’t know whether to be flattered.”

“Salve, mechanic.” he replied, gloved hand tightening on his trident as he examined its pointed end. It gleamed despite the dim lighting of Spanner’s workshop. It would gleam better with a bit of blood on it. “An arrival on such short notice, I know,” Mukuro turned to spare the other a glance, “but I’m afraid I haven’t the patience to wait any longer.” 

[-supana]

"That you had any patience at all, before, is a charming thought."

Spanner makes quick work of printing out the blue print & folding it into the rudimentarily functional form of a plane before sending it flying towards the illusionist. He wasn't foolish enough not to cotton on to the prickly way that Mukuro held himself, like an alley cat looking for a fight, but he wasn't an entertainer and neither was he of the same species of brawling feline.

"My payment must be of some notable importance to you, in this case."

[-supana]

Hello there Spanner. How are you today?

Callisto.

I'm well, though weighing the pros and cons of taking a break at the moment.

[-supana]

[abscondere-blog]

It had been said before that all geniuses had cluttered minds.

Their rooms even more so a reflection of that turmoil. 

With a sigh, the illusionist settled himself down on a rather large piece of machinery, caring very little of what its uses are. Were, if they failed to comply with the mechanic’s standards. Such were the demands of his craft. In some ways, Mukuro could understand that, their personalities somewhat similar enough for them to consider each other. 

It was soon to become a thing of concern, someday. 

“I trust you haven’t forgotten,” he started, mismatched eyes intently watching Spanner as he read over the blueprints, “A previous arrangement we’ve agreed upon.” 

[-supana]

Mukuro Rokudo's timely arrival draws only an amused sound from Spanner- to be surprised by the illusionist spoke only of poor observation skills, and for a man of science such as himself, such a skill set was par for the course.

"It was rather one-sided, so you'll forgive the need for a clarification."

Spanner turns to regard the other man sitting on a mostly finished Mosca-skeleton without any hint of the apprehension that most would direct to a person such as Mukuro. Then again, Spanner had very little in the ways of self-preservation, witness his unearthed deal with the proverbial devil.

"Ciao, Mukuro Rokudo."

[-supana]

Amidst the jungle of wires and cables and half-collapsed corpses of inhumane proportions, a monotone beep catches Spanner's attention. It's issued by the computer that sits safely out of reach of the teetering towers, along with the appearance of an innocuous icon of a letter, blinking in and out of sight. 

The mechanic opens the file, moving today's lollipop to the opposite corner of his mouth,  running his narrowed, considering gaze over the pages that popped up. 

A moment later, a smile blooms on Spanner's face.

The blueprints he'd had for that fleeting idea of an amusement park checked out as far as calculations went. Now- the problem was its construction...

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[-supana]

"One order of everything, please."

[primocavallone]

“I was on my way to see him” he replied as he looked up from his plate “Then I saw you when I walked past here and decided to greet you first”

That was the truth. First fully honest reply he had given the other since their meeting here. He even flashed the other a warm smile.

[-supana]

"I haven't talked to him in the longest time- Do you mind if I go with you to greet him?" Spanner asks, returning the smile with one of his own.

"Although, that won't be until a long while later," he adds, glancing at the waiters standing in line with his orders.

[-supana]

"One order of everything, please."

[primocavallone]

Chuckling warmly at the other’s reaction before starting to take some of the food “Nothing will stop me from having dinner with you as long as you’d like me too” he told softly. Of course, the blond was allowed his fair share of secrets too. Callisto wouldn’t ask for them if he was unwilling to give them, then again, he probably could coax it out of him if he wanted to. But he didn’t want to do that to Spanner.

[-supana]

Callisto's reply pleases the mechanic, though it's not at all obvious from the way that Spanner acts. He keeps his amusement in check now, taking a backseat to the meal that was spread before them.

"Have you gone to see Don Dino?" he asks, idly, in the middle of finishing his pasta.