[Whenever B gets around to passing through the family room, a winged-pony happens to be sprawled out on the couch - sitting upright much like a very lazy human - and watching television.
Rainbow Dash knows the drone woman will try to shoo her off the couch, but luckily she no longer has four drones attempting to chase her out of the house. As far as she's concerned, this place is hers.
She doesn't realize the drone father is gone yet.]
No, wait. Once he gets over the shock... Well, from the human-like way she's sitting, could she be a kid in a costume? A kid that catches frisbees with her mouth. The feral pony-child, raised by wild mustangs....
[Just flipping through channels, occasionally stopping to watching the 50s children cartoons that end up popping up on the screen. How does a pony work a remote with hooves? Cartoon logic of course!
She looks startled when B starts talking to her.]
Oh, uh, hey!
[Quickly glancing over to the photos - just like how the kid appeared in the photos, so did this guy.]
[it talks and can use the remote control. At least that supports his kid-in-a-costume idea. He pulls on his lip, his eyes unblinking as he keeps trying to puzzle out this character by simple observation. Her attitude rubs him the wrong way though.]
[The roadblock barely reacts when bumped into. That woman was in the photograph, so he had been expecting to find the kids. But regardless, he turns slightly, looks down into Gash's face, and then slightly above it. Same kid.]
[Hotaru looks up at B as he comes closer, tearing her own gaze away from a photo. Silently she studies him before nodding slightly, recognising him as one of the people in the photo]
[huh? Another person? But the image he had looked at only showed three people. He doesn't make eye contact at first, quickly glancing at the picture she was, herself, looking at. Well, she is in that one. It must have been a coincidence.
But then, he takes a closer look at her with eyes that don't seem to blink very often. Sees her face, sees question marks like the ones on Gash's lifespan, and then finally, her name....
土萠 ほたる
Or Tomoe Hotaru, in romaji. An avid fan of magical girl series, he can't help but be shocked. She's the spitting image of the character, too. Including being terribly cute.]
Uhhhm.....
[he tilts his head, kind of... impressed? He's not at all sure what to think - but for now, he's impressed.]
[Hotaru's expression changes slightly, becoming more guarded the longer B stares at her. She stares back, noting B's features, Japanese like her one. And yet this house reminds her of an American one, like from one of the older movies she had watched with Setsuna.]
It's nice to meet you too. I am Tomoe Hotaru, are you the owner of this house? [There's even a slight bow to go with greeting, Hotaru continuously polite even as she watches B with suspicion. If this is his house, with photos of herself in them, there's a problem.]
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[ Nadeko is on her near-daily walk around town, trying to avoid people mostly, but.. then she notices a man staring at a trashcan very intensely, even going as far as examining it, and it manages to catch her curiosity.
Speaking up isn't exactly her strongest point though, so she just watches shyly and curiously from a little distance. ]
[B's got gloves on while he's searching through the garbage, looking a bit bored by its contents. There seem to be a staggering amount of liquor bottles in this drone man's trash, but other than that, it doesn't tell much of a story. He finally shoves one of the mostly-empty bottles into a brown paper sandwich bag to take with him, and places the can lid back into place.]
[he folds the bag closed, reaches into his pocket and pulls out a roll of tape, taping the bag shut. He doesn't look at her until it's done, and when he does look, he makes a note of her name]
[She is sitting on a bench, reading a book. As usual. Which is not quite usual is someone tunneling underneath the bench from behind her legs to emerge before her.
[he stands, patting some dirt off his clothes and muttering to himself]
Interesting... not one bench had gum stuck to the bottom.
[and then he feels the girl's eyes on him. He turns to stare back in her face - can he see her name? He's noticed that, while there are some people whose names he can still read, all of them have question marks for lifespans, and the majority of townspeople are blanks. His eye power only works on humans. Could they really be a bunch of automatons?
He doesn't care much if she has any feelings about him crawling under her skirt though.]
[Though not a drone, Yuki is fairly close to an automaton herself. Her own individual life span... is possibly an incomprehensible series of lengthy numbers reflecting the total lifespan of every individual comprising the Integrated Data Sentient Entity. Either that, or it may simply be indecipherable. Regardless, her creepy stare continues. She isn't so much concerned by the skirt business than she is about atypical human patterns of behavior that she may learn from.]
[he had found a stack of his business cards in the study in his house. He figured, as long as he was wearing makeup, he may as well go by that identity. The person that was "Beyond Birthday" would exist when it was convenient, but for now, he would continue to be Ryuzaki.
He takes out his wallet, pulling out one of the aforementioned business cards. It's black, and according to it, his name is "Rue Ryuzaki" and he is a "Detective." He offers it to Yuki.]
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Rainbow Dash knows the drone woman will try to shoo her off the couch, but luckily she no longer has four drones attempting to chase her out of the house. As far as she's concerned, this place is hers.
She doesn't realize the drone father is gone yet.]
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There's a pony on the couch.
Are ponies' legs even supposed to go that way?
No, wait. Once he gets over the shock... Well, from the human-like way she's sitting, could she be a kid in a costume? A kid that catches frisbees with her mouth. The feral pony-child, raised by wild mustangs....
ah, he'd better just talk to her.]
Excuse me.
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She looks startled when B starts talking to her.]
Oh, uh, hey!
[Quickly glancing over to the photos - just like how the kid appeared in the photos, so did this guy.]
You must be the new guy!
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And I suppose that would make you the senior.
[his tone almost completely masks his sarcasm.]
Then are you about to show me the ropes?
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Food.]
N-nu... [Ah-! Did he just bump into something solid? Not quite like a wall, but
a-? His eyes are squinted from exhaustion, and they refuse to focus in on the new obstacle.] What a strange roadblock.
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Up here.
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OU!? [His eyes are wide open now, and all traces of sleep are quickly wiped away.] T-the roadblock turned into a person!
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Seriously? It was within my human power to block you regardless.
[A hollow laugh comes from the kitchen.]
Oh, Gash. Stop teasing your father! He hasn't had his coffee yet.
[B shoots over an alarmed look. Father... to hear it out loud, it leaves a bad taste in his mouth!]
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Hello.
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But then, he takes a closer look at her with eyes that don't seem to blink very often. Sees her face, sees question marks like the ones on Gash's lifespan, and then finally, her name....
土萠 ほたる
Or Tomoe Hotaru, in romaji. An avid fan of magical girl series, he can't help but be shocked. She's the spitting image of the character, too. Including being terribly cute.]
Uhhhm.....
[he tilts his head, kind of... impressed? He's not at all sure what to think - but for now, he's impressed.]
Yes. Hello. It's nice to meet you.
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It's nice to meet you too. I am Tomoe Hotaru, are you the owner of this house? [There's even a slight bow to go with greeting, Hotaru continuously polite even as she watches B with suspicion. If this is his house, with photos of herself in them, there's a problem.]
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Mmm, it certainly looks that way, doesn't it? But I had no hand in this... whatever it is.
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Speaking up isn't exactly her strongest point though, so she just watches shyly and curiously from a little distance. ]
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U-um.. s-s-sir, are you okay..?
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[he folds the bag closed, reaches into his pocket and pulls out a roll of tape, taping the bag shut. He doesn't look at her until it's done, and when he does look, he makes a note of her name]
Just gathering information, you know.
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....She stares.]
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Interesting... not one bench had gum stuck to the bottom.
[and then he feels the girl's eyes on him. He turns to stare back in her face - can he see her name? He's noticed that, while there are some people whose names he can still read, all of them have question marks for lifespans, and the majority of townspeople are blanks. His eye power only works on humans. Could they really be a bunch of automatons?
He doesn't care much if she has any feelings about him crawling under her skirt though.]
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.................... You are...?
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[that was quite a stare.]
Oh, pardon me. The name is Ryuzaki.
[he had found a stack of his business cards in the study in his house. He figured, as long as he was wearing makeup, he may as well go by that identity. The person that was "Beyond Birthday" would exist when it was convenient, but for now, he would continue to be Ryuzaki.
He takes out his wallet, pulling out one of the aforementioned business cards. It's black, and according to it, his name is "Rue Ryuzaki" and he is a "Detective." He offers it to Yuki.]
My card.
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