[There was a beauty to that headless body he imagines Chrollo could appreciate. The way the red dotted and spread over the ivory snow, the darkness of the storm casting the decapitated body in a blue, purple light, when the head so near was more in focus, it's colours more detailed. He wouldn't be surprised if it bored the man though, even if Chrollo was the sort to find beauty in the macabre. After all, this dead man was hardly spectacular in any way.]
[Whether he is a version of himself who knows Chrollo is to kill him, or a version of himself from before that "final" fight, it didn't matter. It seemed... in his destiny now to chase the man. Chase him forever or until a final end, one that Chrollo thinks he is aware of now but has only yet to find out the truth. The smile on Hisoka's face could suggest a lot, but it always said he was sure of himself. It's hard to imagine him being angry after you killed him, right Chrollo? He wasn't either, no, it was bliss for a moment after all. Chrollo was always just as he should be, just as he wanted.]
[Hisoka could've laughed at how he was granted access to this shack. Was Chrollo merely sure of their circumstances to "trust" him then? Knowing the magician wouldn't come for him here, or perhaps thinking their fight was behind them now that it was done? Or perhaps there lingered a small part of the Troupe leader that still cared for him as he cared for his other legs, just enough to not send him out in a blizzard with deal with it anyway. He doubts that... but it's a cute though, making his smile a little more fond as he steps in after him, needing to duck his head a little to get in through the door.]
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[Whether he is a version of himself who knows Chrollo is to kill him, or a version of himself from before that "final" fight, it didn't matter. It seemed... in his destiny now to chase the man. Chase him forever or until a final end, one that Chrollo thinks he is aware of now but has only yet to find out the truth. The smile on Hisoka's face could suggest a lot, but it always said he was sure of himself. It's hard to imagine him being angry after you killed him, right Chrollo? He wasn't either, no, it was bliss for a moment after all. Chrollo was always just as he should be, just as he wanted.]
[Hisoka could've laughed at how he was granted access to this shack. Was Chrollo merely sure of their circumstances to "trust" him then? Knowing the magician wouldn't come for him here, or perhaps thinking their fight was behind them now that it was done? Or perhaps there lingered a small part of the Troupe leader that still cared for him as he cared for his other legs, just enough to not send him out in a blizzard with deal with it anyway. He doubts that... but it's a cute though, making his smile a little more fond as he steps in after him, needing to duck his head a little to get in through the door.]
Hello boss~ Fancy meeting you here.