『桐生・義弥』 Yoshiya "Joshua" Kiryu (
neverplaysfair) wrote2010-05-25 11:16 pm
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Game 022 [Action] - Warning: Do Not Poke, Contents Under Pressure
[ Today, there is a one-man pride parade Joshua on a mission. A mission that just happens to involve (somehow) a little too casually strolling from Community Housing 5 to House 10. After the events in the Closed Space, Josh is going to be having a little chat with Haruki.
Feel free to intercept him along the wayor be intercepted like Shiki was in her post, yes this is a little bit after that let's assume she got sidetracked and made it to the house before he did or something idk, but residents of House 10 will before long hear a knocking at their door. ]
Feel free to intercept him along the way
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[ He's becoming upset, actually upset. And he knows it's straining the connection, because whenever he was upset back home, something in Shibuya would react to it, always, whether he meant it to or not. He can feel it burning at his shoulders, and it's painful enough that he can't even spare the thought to wonder if his shoulder blades are actively bruising and rotting this very moment. ]
How far would she have to decay before you said "enough"?! There's a point where you have to give up on a UG, you know this! Once it reaches some level, time can only cause more damage! I judged where that threshold was, and you had the audacity to question-!
[ Suddenly pain shoots through Joshua and he stumbles backwards a little, cringing. In a flash, a scorch mark appears along the ground to his left. After a moment he's left shivering slightly, glaring at Hanekoma. ]
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Everything on his face has given way to wary interest. ]
... what is it?
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[ His gaze flicks between Joshua and the new scorch mark on the ground. ]
If I wanted to kill you, Josh, I wouldn't use something like this to do it. You'd at least get a fighting chance.
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[ This is going nowhere and he's well aware of it. Openly frustrated, Sanae steps back and turns to go. ]
You're torturing yourself over nothing, Josh. Feel free to keep going, but when you want help, I'll be here.
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And I want my spray paint back!
[ And then he'll turn his back on Joshua, unafraid, and head back the way he came. ]
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