【 十四 】 ｔｈｅ ｓｔｏｒｍ’ｓ ａｆｔｅｒｍａｔｈ
A 【 ➡ ACTION; 1245 WILLIAMS 】
[ Japan wakes up very early in the morning, sometime when it's still a bit dark, feeling- different. Many things come to his attention, quickly, all at once; his last memory before this being overwhelmed with the smell of blood and a pain, both of which he inflicted upon himself- but for a reason, the way his body feels strange and different, and yet familiar at the same time, and then he realizes what this means. So this wasn't a permanent death, which, as he predicted, would come after this incident ends- and that much was clear considering he had something of his back. So he went to check the calendar quickly the moment he woke up, and at being proven right felt a slight bit of satisfaction. Then, as though back to everything- guilt. An all to familiar feeling. Then he remembers what Taiwan said to him, and- there it is, again. He sighs and makes his way downstairs silently, trying not to disturb the already present quiet in the house.
Later on, anybody looking in the house for him would find him in the kitchen, drinking a large cup of tea. He has been in the house without leaving for an hour at the very least, waiting for the sun to rise properly; he looks appropriately tired, but the sleep deprivation is only part of it. All he has been doing is thinking for all that time- thinking far too hard, and whatever he's thinking of right now he's very deep in thought, so he barely notices what's going on around him- he's barely paying attention to his tea, either. His face is both tired and solemn and if you look hard, weary and exhausted.
The Participant certificate lies next to him on the floor, torn apart in two. ]
B 【 ➡ PHONE 】
... So another one of these occurrences has come to an end. It is usually like this. They seem to happen once a month or so, usually at the most unexpected times, it seems... [ then he remembers they can hear him say that again- he has to act as though he hasn't figured out too much. he clears his throat, ] I would also like to inform everyone that during these events the Cosplay Cafe shall be closed for the sake of convenience. I do not wish to force others to go to work when there is danger, and usually, during these occurrences, nobody has time for that... so whenever there is such a thing and the town becomes a dangerous place, such as for the past week- please feel free to assume that it's closed and that it shall open while everything is quiet again. Ah... such as from today on.
[ he changes the subject ] It seems there has been new arrivals recently, as well. I apologize for having to be welcomed to this town by... this. Since there are many who do not know me, I wish to introduce myself. My name is Japan. If you wish, referring to me as "Kiku Honda" is also an acceptable alternative. I understand that not everyone might feel comfortable otherwise... it is a pleasure to meet you, and I am looking forward to interacting with you all in the future. Additionally, if there are any Japanese citizens here- please know that as your country, I have your interests and well-being in mind as one of my priorities, so if there is anything I can do for you, please come to me. I wish to be of as much use as I can to everyone... and I am aware that times are difficult, so if anybody requires some company over tea- I am willing to provide that. ...That is all.
C 【 ➡ ACTION; FORWARD-DATED TO THE DAY AFTER PORT WEST 】
[ Japan is going to spend what may be the entire day visiting the homes of everyone he knows and checking up on them. Any and all of his CR of the positive sort- and when I say positive, I mean he likes you and cares enough to do this- will be receiving a knock on the door and, should they open the door, will be greeted by the sight of Japan bowing, looking very worried for their sake. Probably even more so if he's someone who he didn't see at Mayfield yesterday, or someone who he knows died during the event. ]
Ah... good afternoon. Forgive me for the interruption. I simply came by to check how things have been. [ he hesitates ] ...Are you alright?
[ Alternatively, feel free to just spot him while he's walking around town or leaving someone's house, his expression the same as ever but vaguely nervous and tense. Maybe he just bumped into you, which means he'll hurry to repeatedly bow, and very apologetically. ] P-please forgive me-! I should have looked where I was walking!
[ Japan wakes up very early in the morning, sometime when it's still a bit dark, feeling- different. Many things come to his attention, quickly, all at once; his last memory before this being overwhelmed with the smell of blood and a pain, both of which he inflicted upon himself- but for a reason, the way his body feels strange and different, and yet familiar at the same time, and then he realizes what this means. So this wasn't a permanent death, which, as he predicted, would come after this incident ends- and that much was clear considering he had something of his back. So he went to check the calendar quickly the moment he woke up, and at being proven right felt a slight bit of satisfaction. Then, as though back to everything- guilt. An all to familiar feeling. Then he remembers what Taiwan said to him, and- there it is, again. He sighs and makes his way downstairs silently, trying not to disturb the already present quiet in the house.
Later on, anybody looking in the house for him would find him in the kitchen, drinking a large cup of tea. He has been in the house without leaving for an hour at the very least, waiting for the sun to rise properly; he looks appropriately tired, but the sleep deprivation is only part of it. All he has been doing is thinking for all that time- thinking far too hard, and whatever he's thinking of right now he's very deep in thought, so he barely notices what's going on around him- he's barely paying attention to his tea, either. His face is both tired and solemn and if you look hard, weary and exhausted.
The Participant certificate lies next to him on the floor, torn apart in two. ]
B 【 ➡ PHONE 】
... So another one of these occurrences has come to an end. It is usually like this. They seem to happen once a month or so, usually at the most unexpected times, it seems... [ then he remembers they can hear him say that again- he has to act as though he hasn't figured out too much. he clears his throat, ] I would also like to inform everyone that during these events the Cosplay Cafe shall be closed for the sake of convenience. I do not wish to force others to go to work when there is danger, and usually, during these occurrences, nobody has time for that... so whenever there is such a thing and the town becomes a dangerous place, such as for the past week- please feel free to assume that it's closed and that it shall open while everything is quiet again. Ah... such as from today on.
[ he changes the subject ] It seems there has been new arrivals recently, as well. I apologize for having to be welcomed to this town by... this. Since there are many who do not know me, I wish to introduce myself. My name is Japan. If you wish, referring to me as "Kiku Honda" is also an acceptable alternative. I understand that not everyone might feel comfortable otherwise... it is a pleasure to meet you, and I am looking forward to interacting with you all in the future. Additionally, if there are any Japanese citizens here- please know that as your country, I have your interests and well-being in mind as one of my priorities, so if there is anything I can do for you, please come to me. I wish to be of as much use as I can to everyone... and I am aware that times are difficult, so if anybody requires some company over tea- I am willing to provide that. ...That is all.
C 【 ➡ ACTION; FORWARD-DATED TO THE DAY AFTER PORT WEST 】
[ Japan is going to spend what may be the entire day visiting the homes of everyone he knows and checking up on them. Any and all of his CR of the positive sort- and when I say positive, I mean he likes you and cares enough to do this- will be receiving a knock on the door and, should they open the door, will be greeted by the sight of Japan bowing, looking very worried for their sake. Probably even more so if he's someone who he didn't see at Mayfield yesterday, or someone who he knows died during the event. ]
Ah... good afternoon. Forgive me for the interruption. I simply came by to check how things have been. [ he hesitates ] ...Are you alright?
[ Alternatively, feel free to just spot him while he's walking around town or leaving someone's house, his expression the same as ever but vaguely nervous and tense. Maybe he just bumped into you, which means he'll hurry to repeatedly bow, and very apologetically. ] P-please forgive me-! I should have looked where I was walking!