✂ Miura had come to this rather fancy hotel because quite frankly his week had been awful. Many reasons but he felt like he needed to treat himself. To sleep in a nice bed instead of one that smelled like moth balls and sweat. A room that didn’t have paper thin walls, he just wanted to rest and eat real food.
Sure the method in which he obtained his room and room key was theft but nobody would know, nobody would stop him. Finally he got his room key and released the clerk at the desk, turning to go to it, he found himself with a stranger, an unfamiliar arm around his shoulders. This mans aura was unsettling to say the least of it, though he didn’t quite understand the cards.
“If you wish to speak to me, do so in my room…” Miura answered him quietly. He noticed his attire for a moment before looking at him directly. “Perhaps after whatever performance you have to go to?” ✂
Hm. Well, he was supposed to go on stage, however, there certainly wasn’t anything stopping him from ditching the performance all together. He had little interest in the acts, the only reason hes played along is to get closer to the troupes leader. Ah, it’s better to stay in that mans favor. Hisoka still has yet to learn all of his tricks.
“ Very well. It will be over in two hours. ♠ ”
With that, Hisoka removed his arm from around his shoulders and took a step away from the other. The cards that were in his hand before had vanished, leaving behind a small ticket.
“ The performance is in the main hall.
Feel free to come and check us out~ ♥ ”
He flashed him a smile and went on his marry way. There was no real reason why he gave him a ticket. Hell, Hisoka could care less if he even showed up. It was simply a ‘why the hell not’ type of moment.
The performance itself went off without a hitch. Everything that they had preform were the typical circus acts. From aerial silk dancing to magicians, the performance had it all. Hisoka was a juggler performing what he that was a very boring act. He supposed that to others it looked hard, his partner seemed to think it was a hard thing to master as well, but it was not the light of the show. Moritonio’s swimming, as usual, took the cake. After all, a floating man with seemingly no tricks is a sight to behold.
Hisoka gave his bow and left the stage in search of the voodoo nen user. That was, without a doubt, more interesting than whatever bickering that would happen in his group. It took a bit to find the others room. Now that he thought about it, he should have asked what his room number was. Ah, oh well.
“ Knock, knock. Open up the door, voodoo guy. ♣
I’ve arrived~ ”
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