Ivan ✯ 001

[shushushuriken]

Who: Ivan & somarium!
Where: Espoir
Style: I'll gladly follow you!
Status: Open as can be, bb.

If one were to walk through the center plaza of Espoir early in the morning, they might just stumble upon a rather curious sight. No -- curious wasn't the word for it -- unsettling was more apt in describing the situation.

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[fiveminutefail]

[It was just one thing after another for Kotetsu. First, he went to bed after a long night of being a big damn hero. He might've drank a bit before he finally retired for the night, but that's typical. Of course, when he woke up here, wherever "here" was, he instantly thought "lucid alcoholic nightmare." But that wouldn't make any sense. It felt far too real. That, and the body lying across the way looked far too real, too.

His Instinct tells him to run forward, it also tells him to worry and not gamble here. Dream, vision, nightmare, concussion, whatever... he wasn't about to risk it, just incase.]

Origami?! [It also tells him to yell. Perhaps her should yell louder?

When he makes it to the boy, he instantly kneels next to him and starts fretting.]

H-hey, Origami. Just stay with me, okay? [He pauses to just watch the kid breath.] That's right... deep breaths.

[That's said more so in reassurance for himself. He questions how to handle this situation. Should he take off his vest and his hat and cushion his head with them? At

[fiveminutefail]

[He maintains a slow trot down the street he referenced with the enthusiastic point of his finger, making sure that his colleague can keep up with him, and merely looks up and down at the buildings that he passes with a half-hearted sort of interest. He hopes, after all, that the housing they choose will be very, very temporary. He doesn't want to overstay his welcome here after all, and he's been thinking just that since the first hour of his arrival.

He turns his head to regard the other with a silence breaking comment, loud and proud and true.]

Your opinion matters too, Origami! We're both going to be living there, after all.

[Which brings him back to his thoughts while he was waiting for the other hero to get patched up. He'd need to be prepared in case the others show up. More than two bedrooms, more than one bathroom. They'd need a lot of space, so that everyone doesn't try killing someone out of frustration

[shushushuriken]

[Ivan's certainly glad for the relatively languid pace being kept by his companion, and he both recognizes the gesture within and appreciates it. He's honestly not too genuinely interested in the buildings they pass either, but it gives him something to do -- a much needed distraction from the thoughts currently threatening to take over his mind at any given moment.

(Jake Martinez. Failure. The fate of the city. His fellow heroes. Death.)

The young hero shakes his head sharply, turning back to the buildings lining the street, wishing he had his jacket with him -- both for comfort and the well-worn pockets (as stupid as it may sound). He nearly stumbles at Kotetsu's words, unused to his opinion truly mattering to someone.]

M-My opinion? I don't really...

[He trails off there, intrigued by the large complex they're now standing in front of. It's truly quite nice looking, and appears to be the type to have plenty of room per apartment, meaning less chance of awkwardness for the two Heroes -- and a greater chance of having the

[fiveminutefail]

[An enthusiastic nod before he's practically jogging up to the door, but of course he waits before going inside, making sure to open the door for the now healing boy. Don't want to put any unneeded strain on those injuries, he's a thoughtful man.]

I'm gonna go ask. [He jabs a finger at a lobby receptionist across the way, before walking toward her.

A long moment later, he returns with a slip of paper labeled "floor 8" and an envelope concealing several cards, most likely keys to an apartment.]

I told her a list of requirements. [He holds up his hand, counting each off on a finger.] We needed a lot of space, I said. At least two bedrooms, but she said this one had four! A living room and a kitchen. Balcony. Oh, there's also three bathrooms.

[He's excited, Origami, is it obvious? He all but drags the boy to the elevator as he speaks, and jabs at the up button impatiently.]

[shushushuriken]

[He'll receive another nod here, followed by a quietly murmured 'thank you' as Ivan enters the complex. Once his companion departs momentarily, he takes the opportunity to assess the interior of the building. It certainly did look quite nice on the inside as well, he noted with silent satisfaction.

He continues to glance around (now considerably less interested, however) until Kotetsu joins him once more -- paper and envelope in hand. Listening intently to the growing list of requirements, he gives a full tilt smile at the older man's enthusiasm.]

Ah, that sounds like quite an apartment, Kotetsu-san. It looks like you made the right choice coming here first. All the extra space means that we'll be prepared for when the others arrive. [Not if, but rather when. Because he knew they would come. It would just be a matter of time

[fiveminutefail]

[He nods, still jabbing at the button, as if that would make it arrive any faster.]

Mhmm. That's the plan. We gotta be prepared incase -

[He's cut off as the elevator finally shows, and the doors open. He steps inside, still tugging at his younger colleague's wrist to encourage faster movement. He doesn't continue what he'd been saying, the calming lull of the short ride enough for him, and he closes his eyes with a little smile. He can finally start to relax a little. He's not alone anymore, and things are finally starting to look up

[shushushuriken]

[He continues to follow his companion's lead, gently pulled into the elevator and enjoying the brief window of silence. It wasn't that he didn't want to converse with Kotetsu or anything, he was simply appreciative of the temporary respite -- they had been on the go since he arrived, and his mind had been full of nightmarish flashes of the recent past. Now though... now he finally felt secure. At home.

The moment is broken when the elevator stops and he's ushered out into the hallway, which he now takes a keen interest in. Before it even has the chance to become monotonous, they've arrived.

He accepts the key from his companion with a slight bow and quiet 'thank you' before watching the older man examine everything in sight with a slightly bemused smile.

It drops the slightest bit when Kotetsu reminds him of his need to rest, but he nods nonetheless.]

A-Alright. [He begins to walk toward the hall, but pauses in the doorframe.] Thank you again... for everything, Tiger-san.

[Then he turns and exits down the hall, and a moment later