#i feel like the kafka bug girl help

[honeygoldtxt]

Shout out to sex-repulsed asexuals whose desire for romance and romantic relationships consumes them entirely!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#this post is about me #i feel like the kafka bug girl help #valentines day is coming and I’m not ready #i need a new hobby #ace pride #asexual #ace spec #ace space

[crypticreid]

KINKTOBER DAY FIVE

October 17 -- Breeding

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author's note: sorry this is so late. i came down with a little bug or something on sunday and was down all day monday too. but finally starting to feel better. this is shorter and not as edited as usual due to sickness. I've also switched out breeding with the planned prompt (squirting). that prompt will still happen, just later. thanks for reading <333

summary: You decide to revisit a previous conversation with Spencer and explore something new.

warnings: female reader, fingering, good girl usage, unprotected sex, dom!spencer, dirty talk

word count: 1.8k

this is adut content. 18+ plus only. minors do not interact!

“We need to talk,” you decide to just come out and say it. 

For the last week, you’ve been dropping hints to Spencer and waiting for him to understand what you are trying to say, but he hasn’t. The 187 IQ and the best profiling skills in the country didn’t do much when he was rather oblivious to subtleties. 

He’s sitting on the worn, well-loved couch of his apartment leisurely reading and finishing The Metamorphosis by Kafka for the millionth time, a pile of more books littering the coffee table in front of him.

“Spencer.” You say a little louder and he looks up from his book and smiles at you. 

“Hey, I didn't realize you were awake. Do you want breakfast?” 

“I need to talk to you,” you repeat yourself. 

He swallows nervously and you realize you might’ve taken a misstep in your delivery. “No, no it’s nothing bad.” You scramble to say and race over to the couch to sit beside him. The leather couch that you once jokingly said made you feel like you were in a psychiatrist’s office, creaks lightly as you position yourself so that you can face Spencer, your legs crossed in front of you. 

One of his hands reaches for one of yours and holds it, his thumb smoothing over your skin. “What do you need?” 

You take a deep breath to steady yourself. You weren’t nervous, but any sort of relatively serious conversation still made your stomach do little tiny flips. “Do you remember a couple months ago when we talked about… um,” you can feel yourself blushing. 

Spencer’s brows furrow and you can tell his mind is racing to try and remember any significant conversations the two of you have had. 

“In that hotel room.” You supply. 

He lets out a breath, “that doesn’t really help. We’re in hotels more than we’re at home.” 

You let out your own breath, frustrated at your inability to just come out and say what you want. You close your eyes and allow the words to spill forth, “when I wanted you to fuck me without a condom.” You squeeze your eyes in a grimace and then force them open. 

Spencer’s mouth is open, his cheeks pink and rosy. He blinks, closes his mouth, opens it, licks his bottom lip, and then shuts his mouth again. The hand holding yours tightens almost undetectably.  

“Spencer?” You whisper. 

He clears his throat, “I remember.” 

“Well, I’d like to revisit that conversation.” 

His back straightens, like he’s a professor who has just been asked to defend his entire life’s work. “Okay.” He nods, a few strands of errant hair falling across his forehead. You reach up and push the hair back into place. 

“Is that something you would be comfortable with?” You ask. 

“Having sex without protection?” He clarifies and you nod to confirm. He swallows and runs his free hand through his hair, clearly nervous. “I’ve never…” 

“I know.” You incline your head toward his and press a feather-light kiss to his lips and then sit back again. “We don’t have to if you don’t want, but –” 

“Is it something you want?” 

“Yes.” You squeeze his hand. 

“Do you want to get pregnant?” He asks point-blankly and it makes your stomach clench. You look away from his intense eye contact and you feel your body heat under his gaze. 

“No.” You say, which is the truth. “I’m still on birth control.” But you can’t help the way your body reacts to the idea. 

Spencer’s free hand reaches up and caresses your cheek, causing you to meet his eyes again. “I’m comfortable with it.” 

“Yeah?” 

He nods and you feel him guiding you closer to him. “Yeah,” he whispers right before your lips connect with his. You kiss him softly at first, trying to say a thousand words you didn’t have time to say through your kiss. He tells you just how much he loves you and you respond in kind. His hands have found their way to your hips, his thumbs brushing against your skin underneath your shirt and you feel your body immediately thrum to life. 

“I don’t want to be teased.” You say against his lips. He laughs, but instantly pulls back so he can take off your shirt. There are days that you spend hours with your bodies against each other, exploring, teasing, pleasuring. But you feel like you won’t last longer than fifteen minutes. You want him so bad. 

He pulls you onto his lap, his lips against one of your breasts, quickly pulling a nipple into his mouth. One of your hands grabs onto his shoulder, the other one tangles in his hair, pressing him against you, not allowing him to move. 

“Spencer, fuck.” You murmur and one of his hands slips into the band of your pajama pants. He gasps when he makes contact with your soaking center, but doesn’t waste any time before circling your clit. He lays kisses against your sternum, his jaw brushing against your skin, as he moves to your neglected tit. 

Your hold on him tightens when he perfectly times it as he takes your nipple between his teeth and plunges a finger into you. “I need you, please, Spencer.” You scramble to grind your hips against him, finding that delicious friction that you’re desperate for. 

“Do you want my cum, baby?” He asks, moving away from your breast, but still pressing his lips against any exposed skin he can find. 

Your hips falter only for a split second. This is new. A brand new exploration for the both of you, but you can’t deny how you push down harder on his finger and feel the heat at the base of your spine start to spread. You bite down on your bottom lip and nod. “Yeah, yeah. I want it.” 

“Then you’ve gotta do what I ask. Then you’ll get my cum like a good girl. Are you gonna be my good girl?” He pulls away from your skin completely and looks you in the eyes, you continue to push and grind yourself on his finger, but it isn’t enough. 

“Yes, yes. I’ll be – ah” you gasp as he adds a second finger. “Good girl.” You finish and he grabs your hip to stop your movement. 

“You’re gonna make yourself come with just my fingers, can you do that, baby?” You nod and feel yourself clench on him. He moves your hip for you, setting the pace and positions his hand inside you so that his palm grinds against your sensitive clit. 

“Fuck,” you moan and he inclines his head to nip at your neck. 

“That’s it, you’re doing such a good job. My good girl, aren’t you? So desperate for my cum.” 

You nod your head frantically, your breath and words coming out rapidly, “I am. I am.” 

He nips at your neck again, “I know you are.” He speeds up your hips. “I can tell you’re close, yeah, just keep doing that. So good.” He leans back to watch you fall apart on his fingers. 

He holds onto your hip tightly, guiding you through the blinding white pleasure coursing through you, as you moan his name. You jerk against him and he murmurs praise against your lips, kissing you and letting you rest against him. 

You pull away from him and reach between his body and your own and press a hand onto his rock hard bulge. He smirks. “I didn’t forget. That’s what you really want, isn’t it?” You nod and he’s pulling your pajama pants off of you and lifting his own hips to shed his pants as well. Your legs are on either side of his thighs and he trails his hands up your bare legs. But your eyes wander to his cock resting against him and you reach for him. 

“You’re sure?” He checks in with you one last time. 

“I want you so bad.” You grip his base and he tosses his head back with a moan. 

“I’m all yours, baby. Take me.” You guide him until you're hovering directly over his leaking head. He hisses at the simple contact with your wetness. “Keep going, don’t stop, please.” He mutters and you feel yourself clench at his words. You lower yourself completely on him, slowly, savoring the sensation. He leans his forehead against yours when he’s fully seated inside you. “You feel incredible.” 

You moan and grind against him, his hands flying to your hips, moving you against him again. As you move together, he starts to ramble. “If you want my cum, you're gonna have to work for it, love. That's it just like that. Fuck. Perfect. I can feel all of you. Every single inch of you. So tight. Yes, clench around me like that, squeeze me. I'll fill you up, baby, if you do that. Give you what you want. Get you pregnant.” 

You gasp and grind harder on him. 

“You like that, don’t you?” He mutters, biting at your shoulder. You nod, frenzied. “You want to be so full from me, yeah?” 

“Yes, yes, please.” He moves you faster, but your hips falter and stutter against him, losing your rhythm.

 “Come on, sweetheart. I thought you wanted me to come inside you.” 

You whimper, “I do. I do.” You try to find the pattern again, but you can’t because you’re too close. He groans against you and presses you against him. Suddenly, you're lying on your back on the couch, Spencer moving your legs so they wrap around his body and you pull him as close as possible to you. 

He’s impossibly slow at first, every single inch of him sliding into you and you arch up into him. Your hands grasp onto his shoulders and then scratch their way down his chest. “Please, Spencer.” 

He answers you by slamming into you. You lose your breath for a split second, but then relax into his steady pacing. He leans down to you, kissing you and muttering against your lips. “You’re gonna squeeze my cum out of me. It’s all yours, baby. I know you want it. Don’t you? You want all of it?” His thumb finds your clit and you come undone against him, just as he plunges into you and you feel him fill you. Your nails dig into his skin and he whimpers into the crook of your neck. As the two of you inch your way off the intense cliff of your pleasure, his hips slow and he pulls away from you. He lifts up and watches as he slowly pumps into you, fucking his come deeper into you. 

His eyes flick up to yours and he smiles and pulls out of you completely. He lays atop of you and kisses you deeply. His fingers trail across your cheek and into your hair. 

“We need a shower.” He laughs. You laugh with him. 

“And then food?” You ask. 

He makes a low sound of approval from his throat. “Sounds like a plan.” And kisses you again.

tag list: @spenciesprincess @catalinasroom @tylevx @alicentswife

#spencer reid #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid smut #spencer reid x reader #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #my writing

[blades-bundle]

How they are in the mornings

ft: Kafka, Blade, March 7th, Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, Luocha, Seele, Bronya

Kafka

- You'd think she's a morning person, considering her job and how she has to be awake a lot. - No. She hates mornings. - She's a HUGE cuddle bug, though. - Kafka will be holding you tight and trying to drag out the morning as long as she can. - She'd much rather spend the mornings in bed with you than heading out on another adventure because of Elios Script. - She also has either herself, Blade, or Silver Wolf make you both coffee when she's finally done holding you hostage pffft. - "Mmh... Good morning, baby..." - Her voice is soft and sweet, but also partially gravelly.

Blade

- He's very cuddly. Like. Look at that man and tell me that despite his personality he isn't a cuddle bug. - He is touch starved asf. (Maybe I'm projecting, who knows?) - Blade is the typa guy to actually be really affectionate when tired, even if he isn't typically. - When he's tired, he isn't worrying about what he's supposed to say or do. - He just.. does. - "Quit squirming... it's too early for this... Let me hold you closer..." - He definitely has a very hot morning voice. - Yeah, he knows it too.

March 7th

- She is very 50/50. - Either she's up at the sunrise, waking you up to make you both hot cocoa and watch it. - Or she's dead asleep with you well past noon. - It really depends on how tiring the trailblaze mission was. - She's cuddly when she's falling asleep, but this girl moves a shit ton when she's actually asleep. - Like. A lot. - Expect to be kicked lmfao. - She'll apologise a lot afterwards tho aksjgfkjdsg - "I'm so sorry! Here, let's cuddle and watch a movie to make up for it, mk?"

Dan Heng

- He sleeps like a fucking rock. - On his back, arms either by his sides or across his chest. - Well, unless you're laying on his chest. - Then his arms are around your waist. - ..Or well, unless he's having a nightmare. - He doesn't get them very often, but they're always awful. - Memories of his past always coming back to haunt him. - It's a big relief for him to wake up with you right next to him, trying to help. - It almost completely calms him immediately. - "It's.. okay, dear. I feel much better now that you're here..."

Jing Yuan

- He is a human teddy bear, and no I do not take criticism. - He's so warm and big and just grgrgrgr - His arms are so inviting and he's so gentle with you. - Jing Yuan is the type to run his fingers through your hair to help you sleep while humming some random tune. - He wakes up early in the mornings but always waits til you're awake to move. - Then he makes you both coffee and breakfast. - God his morning voice is so gravelly and deep. - He doesn't even seem to notice the difference unless you point it out. - "Mmh.. My voice? Well I suppose it is slightly lower, haha.."

Luocha

- Smug bastard smh /affec - This fucker is the type to hold you super close on purpose. - He knows what you are. - Luocha makes the best tea in the mornings. - Gives you just the right amount of energy while both tasting good and helping you feel good. - His words, not mine. - He's quite gentle with you, however. - A hand running through your hair as he lays on his back, you spooning his side. - "Such a sweet thing.. Good morning, my dove..."

Seele

- She's a light sleeper, that's for sure. - A habit she's picked up from working with Wildfire. - That doesn't mean she doesn't know how to relax... - It just means she can't sleep well if you move in your sleep. - Not that she would say such to you, of course. - If she wakes up, she just watches you sleep before slipping off herself once more. - Seele finds it endearing, seeing you snuggle into a pillow and mumble under your breath. - She heard you say her name once in your sleep, and she wasn't able to look you in the eye for a bit. - She's just embarrassed pffft. - "Mmh.. Finally awake, sleepy head?"

Bronya

- Miss Ma'am. Why do you have a perfect sleep schedule? - She wakes up and goes to bed at the same time every single day. - She always either makes breakfast for you both or has one of the workers at her estate do so. - Bronya will wake you up gently to have breakfast together and dance to the record player in the living room. - I see her as a hopeless romantic almost. (Maybe I'm projecting idc.) - She's got a soft and light morning voice, but it's still somewhat stern. - Mom friend alert pffft. - "Good morning, dear. Time to get up.. I made breakfast."

#blade hsr x reader #kafka x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail #hsr kafka x reader #hsr march 7th #hsr march 7th x reader #hsr dan heng x reader #hsr dan heng #hsr jing yuan #hsr jing yuan x reader #hsr luocha #hsr luocha x reader #hsr seele #hsr seele x reader #hsr bronya #hsr bronya x reader #bladie_posts

[whaleji]

girlblogging like kafka ; entry 2

slow day today. started watching a cool tv show about the origins of french rap and hip hop in general. love it. "le monde de demain" on netflix, it stars a guy i already discovered in "sage homme", he's very promising + dances really well. watching it makes me want to scream my lungs out and talk about everything that bugs me all the time, but i'm cursed with having no words to express and describe what i feel and why i feel it except for the obvious. i want to talk about misogyny, about social expectations, about the so lethal capitalism, about the dullness of life in the age of profit and hyper digitalisation. i've been listening to a lot of rap altogether lately. i like the raw feeling of it, the rare display of anger it allows. somehow like that painting by Zack Zdrale, "Continually Torn Apart". but i'm afraid turning my anger, so like a perpetually fed fire, into still art won't ease it enough. it's so ingrained inside, so internal i'm afraid breaking all the plates or writing all the prose of the world wouldn't be enough. expressing my anger only seems to be satisfying when it is being directly witnessed by an audience. that would mean what i'm looking for may be performative art : rap, live painting, walls wrecking... but would that even be enough in itself ? dunno.

i've been thinking about getting a whale tattoo. love whales, they're fascinating beings. their eyes so profound and full of knowledge, so full of kindness and patience. it's hard for me to act on changing something about my appearance forever because my sense of self is so fickle and ever-changing. one day i'm classy, want to fit within the self proper crowd, to curate my persona from the inside as well as the outside, to have nice hair and carefully chosen clothes and perfect nails and skin, to be mature in appearance and thought, to be feminine but not "girly"; the other i dress with whatever looks clean enough on my floor, wear no makeup, despise anything that could associate me with abiding to patriarchal diktats, display proudly unshaven armpits and legs, look at said proper crowds with defiance and anger; sometimes i dress according to specific styles, y2k or goth or emo or lolita or pinterest girl or sea lover, embrace new personas and looks, envision myself as part of that crowd forever and make semi permanent choices in regards to it. recent examples are me dying my hair bright red on a whim on a week night in my friend's small dorm room, or me deciding to get acrylics two days ago because they're pretty and regretting it two days later, bothered by the lack of practicality they induce as well as the way they look.

i'm afraid of facing the same dilemma after getting tatted and regretting it my whole life afterwards. i wish i didn't have such a fragile sense of who i am and how i present to the world. i think the real issue at hand is my materiality. if i didn't have a physical body that i have to constantly accommodate so it looks the closest possible to how i imagine my soul appears, i could just be. i could be myself without my other, physical self to act as a barrier between me and the world. but then i'd be so raw and where could i hide from harm ? if everyone was a soul without a body then our souls would crash against one other and bruise and swallow one other up perpetually. i fear and wish for this extent of rawness from my soul and that of others at all times. as it's impossible yet, i sit and fantasize about immateriality in my bed, looking at abstract paintings headphones plugged in listening to that cathartic rap that turns my despair into anger and helps purge it if only a little.

sitting on my bed. still far away from home. but where's home ? i know wherever i'm coming back to after this vacation is not, and yet my apartment 1000kms from it isn't either. and when did my childhood home stop being home, and what become of "home" ? my home are four people i wish i could climb into, but can't see often, or at the same time. when they're away i'm homeless. i stray. i look for a place to settle in. a concept. i stray. i'm homeless within my house. it's raining outside.

#spilled ink #spilled thoughts #girlblogging #franz kafka #writing #writerscorner

[captainhotch]

Dress | Jess Mariano

Jess Mariano x reader

Summary: Based on the song Dress by Taylor Swift

You flattened your palms against powder blue, paisley covered cami dress you were wearing. It fell right below your mid thigh and you absolutely adored it. You spotted it shopping with your best friend the weekend before and just had to have it, even if it cost you half of your paycheck.

As much as you hated to admit it, your first thought after sliding it on was what Jess’s reaction would be. Not that he was the most expressive guy out there— but a part of you hoped he’d at least tell you that you looked nice.

You didn’t need validation— you knew you looked good. You just wanted to hear it from the dark haired boy who occupied your mind way more then you’d ever admit.

Somehow the pair of you had become best friends, much to the surprise of everyone in Stars Hallow. You had quite a few arguments with Taylor defending the boy.

You spent so much time at Luke’s that you practically lived there and eventually Jess was forced to talk to you. Turns out you actually had a lot in common, specifically in the relm of music and movie taste. He’d spend his lunch and dinner breaks tucked away with you at your designated table towards the back of the restaurant, with a window facing the gazebo. You liked to look out on the lights while you listened to music on your walkman.

The second you layed eyes on Jess Mariano your stomach swarmed with butterflies. While you were looking at him, he was looking at Rory Gilmore.

You didn’t want to be just best friends.

You grabbed your bright pink purse, tossing Kafka’s Metamorphosis inside along with your walkman and slipped on a cropped white cardigan. A part of you hopped it wasn’t too dressy— the other part didn’t care.

You had sat in Luke’s in a full Wolf Man costume before, so it didn’t exactly matter.

The walk to Luke’s was short, with you sharing pleasentries with various townsfolk that you passed by. Miss. Patty was sure to compliment your dress.

Your headphones were already pulled over your head by the time you entered the dinner, shooting Luke a quick smile and wave as you settled into your normal seat. You always came after rush hour so you wouldn’t have to worry about it being taken— by then everyone knew who the seat belonged to.

You didn’t notice Jess’s gaze on your back as you stood facing the table, pulling the book from your bag as you took a seat.

An itch at the back of your neck prompted you to turn your head, catching his wide eyes looking in your direction. Knowing better, you didn’t think anything of it, only shooting Jess a grin and opening the book to your latest spot.

Luke shoved his nephew’s shoulder as he passed by, ripping the damp cloth from his hands, “Close your mouth before a bug flies in there.”

Luke thought you were both idiots. When one of you wasn’t staring, the other was. He had just about had it, honestly.

“I’m taking my lunch,” Jess muttered, throwing his notepad on the counter and sitting opposite of you at your table. His own book was in his hand, some Jane Austen novel that Rory recommended.

“Right,” Luke sighed, watching the two of you take turns looking over your books at the other person, “ridiculous.”

“Why are you dressed like an extra in Clueless?” Jess finally questioned, thumbing the pages of his small book.

You rolled your eyes, moving your headphones to rest on the table, “You watch romcoms often? Didn’t take you for the type— but no judgement here,” you threw up your hands, book still clutched tightly in the left one.

“Shut up, Rory made me watch it.”

Your jaw clenched at that, not that Jess would notice. “Right, well it’s called a dress. People wear them when they don’t wanna wear pants,” you replied, eyes returning to your book.

Not exactly the reaction you had imagined.

“What, you gotta date or something?”

“Yup,” you confirmed, not noticing the change in Jess’s demeanor, “Luke and I have been dating for weeks. We just didn’t want to freak you out, probably should’ve told you sooner,” you smirked, holding your blue checked mug out for the diner owner as he passed your table.

“Thanks, hun,” you winked at the older man.

“Never, ever do that again,” he instructed, pointing a finger in your direction before quickly walking away with the coffee pot.

“Then why are you wearing it?” He pressured.

Honestly you didn’t understand the big deal. You were half tempted to slap the back of his head and scream ‘i’m wearing it so you’ll notice me, idiot,’ but the fear of embarrassment quickly took that off of the table.

“It’s just a dress, I don’t understand why you’re making such a big deal out of it,” you shrugged, pulling at the sleeve of your cardigan.

Jess huffed out a laugh, “Whatever.”

“You know, you can just tell me I look nice and we can move on. I know you have the communication skills of a fifth grader, but I promise it won’t kill you. I’m not gonna mount you over the table if that’s what you’re worried about,” you replied, raising a brow in challenge. Something about the dress must’ve been helping your confidence.

Even Jess was surprised, coughing out loud for a few seconds before settling down.

“What, don’t know how to compliment a girl?”

“I know how to compliment a girl,” he finally smirked, leaning over the table with his arms crossed. Jess’s face was so close to yours that you could feel his breath fan your face.

“Oh really— shit,” you hissed, recoiling as coffee spilled down the front of your pretty new dress.

Jess quickly leaned back with wide eyes, realizing what he had done. “Shit, I’m sorry,” he stood up, walking over to you and helping you stand.

“What the hell happened?” Luke questioned, his eyes shifting between the two of you— more specifically the coffee all over you and his semi-clean floors.

“Slick over here,” you hissed, pointing a finger at Jess, “didn’t like the dress apparently.”

“So you poured coffee on it?” Luke questioned his nephew in exasperation, not putting anything past the boy.

“Wha- no! I like the dress, it’s a very nice dress. I just knocked the coffee over. Accidentally.”

“Very nice, huh?”

“We’re not doing this,” Luke interrupted what was probably about to be more flirting, “you two go upstairs. Let her clean up and borrow some of your clothes. And then you’ll pay for her very nice dress to be dry cleaned. Capiche?”

“Got it,” Jess replied, grabbing your arm gently and pulling you behind him.

“I knew you liked the dress,” you whispered as you made your way through the small diner and up the stairs.

“Shut up,” Jess grinned, opening the door.

You looked around curiously, waiting as he rummaged through his dresser. The space was very small— it was obviously a squeeze for both of their belongs plus the little kitchen and living room area. But it was very Luke. You imagined it was much more tightly before Jess came to town.

“Here,” he gestured for you to hold out your hands, handing you a tee shirt, some sweatpants, and a washcloth. The clothes were too long but it would work for the walk back home. “The bathroom is in there,” he pointed to the only other door in the apartment beside the closet and front one. “I’ll wait for you out here.”

You looked in the mirror, rolling your eyes at your appearance. Of course coffee would spill on your new dress because why wouldn’t it? You reached around back to pull down the zipper, cursing when your arms wouldn’t reach.

And now you’d be forced into the cliche of asking the cute boy to help you unzip. At least your initial intentions were coming true, even if they weren’t in the way you had hoped. The idea of Jess removing the dress had definitely come up in a fantasy while you waited in the checkout line.

You opened the door, sighing loud enough for the boy to hear. “I need your help.”

“You need my help?” He repeated with a question mark, looking over at you. He felt bad, sure, but the desire to laugh at your coffee covered frame was definitely present.

“Yes Polly, I need help. I can’t reach the zipper.”

You turned around, pulling your hair over your shoulder. Your eyes closed as you braced yourself, listening to Jess’s footsteps draw closer. You could feel his presence behind you as he came to a stop— seemingly a little unsure aswell.

“Speed it up, Mariano,” you grumbled, cursing the heat that rushed to your cheeks, “I don’t have all day.”

“Shut up,” he quipped, placing a hand on your waist to steady himself before grabbing the zipper with his other one.

He was slow to pull it down, the heat from his knuckes dancing down your spine as more skin was revealed. You could feel his breath hitch against the back of your neck, making your brows furrow.

He stopped right above the end of your spine, hands lingering in place as both of you refused to speak. The air was palpable, the heat of his hands permiating the thin cotton fabric against your waist. Slowly you turned your head, your eyes meeting his as you held your breath.

He brought the hand that was unzipping your dress up to cup your neck, gaze lingering on your once gloss covered lips. “You look really beautiful in this dress,” he muttered before pulling you in for a searing kiss.

It was fast, both of you out of breath after almost a few seconds— “I look really good without the dress too.”

#jess mariano imagine #jess mariano x reader #gilmore girls imagine #gilmore girls one shot #gilmore girls #jess mariano one shot #jess mariano

[nashibirne]

Safe Haven 6

Safe Haven

A Maze Runner Fan Fiction

Pairing: Thomas / female OFC

Setting: After the end of 'TMR - Death Cure'

Summary: Thomas is dealing with the aftermath of the events since the glade and learns that falling in love can be painful

Warnings:  (in this or in upcoming chapters) smut/sex/porn, swearing, mentioning of death, traumatic experiences, violence, sexual frustration,  promiscuity, homosexuality, daddy-kink, oral, nsfw, 18+ readers only

Credits: TMR-Characters don't belong to me / are based on the books by James Dashner and the movies. All pictures I used for the moodboards/headers are from pinterest. If I violate any copyright please let me know and I'm going to remove the pictures. I used pictures of Blake Lively for my OFC.

Beta by @hell1129-blog​  Thank you so much, Schatz. You’re an angel!

Comments, likes and reblogs are very much appreciated.

Please don't use my work or parts of it without my permission.

Previous parts:

1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5

Thomas groaned, stretching his aching back. He had spent the morning bent over a pile of books, sorting out the ones he knew,  writing summaries for the card index afterwards, handwritten of course. The few typewriters they had were needed elsewhere in the camp. In the headquarter and in the school mostly. But the library was on the waiting list for one of the next typewriters Carson was about to fix.

Kasey looked up from her own pile of books, taking off her reading-glasses, rubbing her eyes. "Lunch break?" she asked him.

"That's music to my ears, boss." Thomas said with a big smile. He got up from his chair and started searching through his backpack, fishing out a lunch bag, presenting it to Kasey like a precious gift.

"What's that?" she eyed the paper bag curiously making sniffing noises. "Do I scent food?"

"Yeah." Thomas laughed, waving it in front of her nose 

Normally they went to the canteen for lunch, meeting up with their friends, but Thomas desperately wanted to spend more time alone with her when they were not working. So today he had paid Frypan a visit early in the morning before work, convincing him to draw up kind of a menu for him and Kasey. He unpacked the bag, placing it's contents on Kasey's desk, commenting on each piece mimicking a posh waiter, giving Kasey sweet little smiles and winks which made her laugh.

"For starters our chef has created a delicious tomato salad with sweet onions and fresh herbs and as the main dish I proudly present the 'Frypan deluxe', a luxurious sandwich with grilled vegetables and chicken."

"Wow, that looks heavenly, Tommy." She was all smiles and seeing her so happy meant everything to him.

"That's not all. If you're a good girl, I may even have a little dessert for you." he said, presenting her a bowl with fresh fruits. He smirked, his facial expression flirtatious now.

"Oh, I'll be a little angel, Daddy." she said with a wicked, sexy smile. Thomas raised an eyebrow, giving her a surprised look. She saw his tongue move around in his closed mouth before a mischievous grin appeared on his handsome face. It was incredibly hot.

Kasey swallowed hard. The words had left her mouth without thinking and his reaction was giving her feelings she shouldn't have, her body reacting in an indecent way. Her pussy was throbbing at the thought of Thomas praising her for being his good little angel. She had promised herself to keep things between her and Thomas strictly professional and friendly. But her subconscious mind obviously tried to manipulate her.

"So let's eat, huh?" he said, licking his lips still grinning.

"Yeah." Kasey replied blushing, grabbing the little box with the salad and the fork Thomas was handing her over.

Interesting, Thomas thought looking at her without another word. Very interesting. The sexual connotation of her words were both - a surprise and a progress. Over the last weeks he had flirted with her a lot and she had flirted back, but always in a way that was more funny than sexy, casual - a harmless flirt between friends. But never like this, there had always been a line she obviously wasn't willing to cross, the line that seperated an innocent flirt from a sexy one. The line that divided friends from lovers, friendship from love, a platonic relationship from sex.  He couldn't help but wonder if she was finally beginning to see him in a different light.

They sat there, enjoying their meal in silence until it started to grow uncomfortable. Kasey was the one to break it.

"So...did you choose some books you wanna read?" she asked. They had sorted the books through, dividing them into different categories: A was books Kasey already knew, B was books Thomas already knew, C was books neither of them knew. As expected pile B was the smallest and Pile C the biggest. They had decided to read books from pile C in their spare time to increase piles A and B.

"Yeah." Thomas said, turning around, grabbing a few books he had laid aside."I picked these." He gave her the books and she looked them through.

"Kafka! That's a fantastic choice!" He took the book from her hands. "The Metamorphosis...you already know that? Then it must have been on the wrong pile."

"Yes, I know it but you should read it anyway. It's great."

"What is it about?"

"Well...the first sentence actually says it all. 'As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect..."What has happened to me?" he thought. It was no dream'."

"Wow, you know that by heart?" Thomas was impressed.

"Only the beginning, because I love it so much." Kasey laughed, starting to relax again. Books were her safe space, far away from flirting and sexy thoughts.

"So the guy wakes up and is a bug or something?"

"Exactly. And he and his family have to deal with it. It's basically a story of an alienation, of loneliness, despair, family issues and losing control. At least in my humble opinion."

"Wow...that sounds depressing." 

"It is, in a way. But it's also very touching and intense. You should give it a try."

"I will." Thomas nodded with a smile.

"I'm surprised you've never heard of it. As a booklover, I mean." The look she gave him was challenging.

"Yeah…" Thomas cleared his throat, smiling sheepishly.

"But you know Kafka?"

"Sure."

"Which books?"

"What?"

"Which books by Kafka do you know?"

"Umm...I can't remember the title…"

Kasey raised an eyebrow.

"The Sword? Do you know that?"

"Yes! That's it. Loved it." Thomas said, all smiles.

"Really?"

"Yes. Really…"

"You recommend it?"

"Absolutely."

Kasey started grinning.

"Then I have to read it. Did you read it here? Is it in your pile?" She got up and walked over to Thomas' desk.

"Ummm..no...I read it years ago...somewhere…"

"Oh...what a pity."

Kasey made a sad face but her grin was still shining through.

"Maybe it's somewhere in the unopened boxes. You should look for it and put it on my pile. I mean..you must know the cover."

She burst out laughing, not longer able to stay serious.

"There is no such book, huh?" Thomas rolled his eyes with another sheepish grin.

"No, Mr. Booklover." she sobbed, crying from laughter now. "I'm sorry, Timber, but it was too tempting to test you a little."

"Obviously." he joined in laughing, like he hadn't laughed for the longest time.

"So you admit it? You're not a real bookworm?" Kasey giggled.

"Well...I may have exaggerated a bit when I said I like books."

"You said you love books."

"I did?"

"Yes you did.  And I said 'really?' and you said 'absolutely!' as far as I remember."  A big smile played on her pretty lips. Kasey seemed to have a lot of fun, roasting him.

"Okay. I exaggerated a lot." Thomas couldn't help but burst out again and Kasey joined in, holding her belly that hurt from laughing.

"So why did you volunteer for the job in the first place?"

She asked after they both had calmed down. Looking at him curiously she took a big bite of her 'Frypan Deluxe'.

"Well, it was completely spontaneous.  It sounded fun and you are a lot prettier than Gally." He gave her one of his irresistible smiles.

"That's what it's all about for you in life, huh? Good looks and fun?" She sounded very serious all of the sudden.

"Umm...no…of course not." Thomas was pretty irritated by the sudden change in tone and atmosphere.

"I volunteered because your enthusiasm was somehow infectious. I really wanted to work here. With you." He looked her deep in the eyes getting a little closer. "And not only because you're beautiful." 

She held his gaze for a short moment before leaning back and lowering her eyes on the last crumbs of her sandwich. "I see." she tried a smile. "Well, thanks, I guess."

Thomas took a deep breath, relieved that she seemed to relax again but still confused.

"So what about dessert now?" he asked to ease the tension.

"Bring it on!" Kasey said, not feeling the good mood she was trying to fake.

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#dylan obrien #tomuary #tmr fandom #tmr fanfic #tmr thomas x oc #maze runner fanfiction #thomas maze runner

[drmedicsgamesurgery]

Danganronpa Togami Volume 3 Part 8 (Summary)

[0] See endnotes for a revelation about Haruki Murakami's relation to this novel I had while at the bookstore.

Thanks to @enoshima-pyon @shockersalvage​ @jinjojess​ @hopeymchope​ and the girl I met at the bookstore who recommended me ‘Kafka on the Shore’ out of sheer coincidence, for helping out! 

7.

"My kettle!"

"Get down! Be careful not to get hit by that rifle!"

"That’s a submachine gun. It’s not good to just think there is only one weapon type"

"Whatever, lay down!"

However instead of going prone, he stood up and went to the coat rack to take his hat. At the moment, K reached out, the hat was reduced to Swiss cheese "Why destroy the hat like a surrealist!?"

"Please, let's lie down!"

"Samsa, who transformed into a bug, moved around the room somewhat like this," K finally listened to me. He’s down. "Nevertheless, I do not want to sleep forever here. That guy with the submachine gun will  want to play close combat. He should soon be in the hut."

"Just what can we do?"

“Unfortunately, I can’t help you aside from wishing for the good times that I hope will find you.” says K “If you’re expecting me to say something like, ‘I knew something like this would happen so I developed ‘Borges Mark II’ which fixed all the weaknesses that the previous model had’...forget it! Don’t expect a development like that!”

With more bullets flying into the house and destroying items like paintings and tableware, K loses his temper and orders Shinobu to follow him. He then opens a hidden door in the kitchen that goes into an underground staircase that leads to the garage. An experience that caused Shinobu to remember when she read the Diary of Anne Frank [1], which left her speechless. Once they get to the garage there is an old Skoda car. K asks Shinobu if she can drive. She asks if he isn’t going with her and he answers that he’s living incognito, so he can’t go with her. Shinobu tells him not to die.K says they are going after her, so they won’t bother killing him. Thus, Shinobu gets in the car and prepares to leave.

I opened the window of the driver's seat.

"Thank you for creating Borges." she says gratefully to K’s surprise.

"Don't you hate me?" he asks.

"There are, of course, hundreds of complaints I would make, but...the world that Borges made me see was very beautiful."

"I hope the world you will see with your left eye will not be so bad either."

"One more thing……"

"What else?"

"I always wanted to know...the writer who you started to tell me about that got angry in the interview. Who is he?"

"Milan Kundera." replied K and I realized one thing.

Kundera. 

That initial letter is also K. 

Kundera is still alive, an old man. After the war, he fled to France, but he was born in the Czech Republic…

No, no. It couldn’t be- Could it? Was that really possible? I am eager to find out if K is also part of the false reality that Borges has shown me, or not.

"Kundera has written a very good sentence. I will quote it until the end." K said. "’Betrayal is to get out of your position. Betrayal is to get rid of the original position and cast it to the unknown’."

"I’m leaving."

I stepped on the gas pedal and the car suddenly slammed into the garage door, breaking it. I saw through the rearview mirror that K was calling, but from his previous words and deeds, he should not blame me for this little thing. 

I drove all the way and rushed down the mountain road. Back when I walked up on my own two legs, I was walking pretty hard.

Now I’m leaving this road at the speed of sound! I was extremely happy! Every time I was too unskilled to shift gears properly, the car squeaked and shaked. 

However, the vintage engine kept running like it has been operating for years now. 

All this means, I just had to keep at it with a smile...until those bullets finally enter my brain!

 8.

"I have finally arrived!"

I tried to say something that was not my usual style. As for the reason as to why, well, maybe it’s because I actually didn't have a ‘style’ at all.

The sound of the air smashed and tore open and with it a helicopter appeared. Since I no longer had Borges, I didn't know the name of the model. But even if I did know it, I couldn't stop it. 

The helicopter flew in the sky and followed closely behind the car. I came out from the window and looked at it. I saw Yuika Ketouin. Her face expressionless like a noh mask, and she was holding the joystick. That octopus was also attached to her head.

“Yuika Ketouin!"

I called out, but she did not respond. Yuika, was still being controlled by the octopus that Kasamori put on her. It’s her that probably killed Hiroyuki, too. I don’t know how to feel about a sister who killed her own brother, although perhaps she simply doesn’t have free will. Having said that, maybe they aren’t siblings at all. I don't know, I don't know anything, but this kind of thing is not important to me at all. I don't need to drink Bufferin anymore. I stepped on the gas pedal and thought about going down the mountain. No matter how destroyed the roof and the mirror were from the bullets, I still continued to drive forward. 

Shinobu decides that in order to make sure a bullet doesn’t hit one of her wheels, that she would jump out of the car and escape into the forest, with the helicopter shooting indiscriminately into the leaves that covered her body.

I held my breath and stayed in the same place. The sound of the propeller and the rain of the machine gun fire gradually drifted away from me. The opportunity came, I walked out of the forest and went back to where the car was.

It’s a trap! 

The helicopter is indeed in the air at a distance, but its body is facing me.

If Yuika Ketouin were to be holding a sniper rifle and waiting for me to come out of the forest, the dot should now be aligned right in the space between my eyebrows. 

I am going to get hit.

I am going to die.

At that moment, however, I suddenly saw something fly towards the helicopter. The thing flew up with a tail-like white smoke, hit the side of the helicopter, and, at the same time, caused an explosion. 

Fireworks bloomed in the blue sky. The helicopter lost its balance and fell toward the mountains. I heard the sound of the spiral wing sweeping the trees... 

Then the explosion. 

The sleeping birds that were in the shade of the forest flew away together.

"It's over..."

I heard the voice, but I didn't see anyone. I looked to the right and then looked to the left again. When I turned to the right again, before there was no one there when I looked that way. 

Now there is a girl standing in front of me. She wore the uniform of Hope's Peak Academy and there were tight muscles on her limbs that protruded from her uniform. She gave off the impression of a female athlete. She had a pair of squinting eyes which were filled with tension.

From the 78th Class of Hope’s Peak Academy.

Mukuro Ikusaba.

Super High School Level Soldier.

Shinobu asks her what is she doing in the Czech Republic and, after a bit of banter where she reads the wrong script in front of Shinobu (which leads Shinobu to comment on how she’s cute, yet rather useless) she answers that she was hired to escort one of the Council of Global Controllers members a day or so before the World Domination proclamation. She blames herself for not being able to protect him. Having failed her mission she tried to head back to the airport but since it was blocked, and she had no money, she was forced to camp out in the forest…

“It couldn’t be helped...so I camped out here,” admitted Mukuro,  “While I was here, I also hunted down a live bear and ate it...slowly.”

“Yep...that’s...good.”

“It was indeed.”

“...”

“...”

Trying to keep the conversation going, Shinobu remarks that Japan or, to be precise, the world is in rough shape at the moment. Mukuro asks how Junko is doing and Shinobu reports about her being in Hope’s Peak and her food request, to which Mukuro takes note she’ll buy before she leaves Czech.

Shinobu asks her help to save Byakuya, but she apologies saying that she isn’t very good with improvised plans, though notes she is supposed to help her, but the plan never says to what extent (she really wishes she had her script now). To make it up to Shinobu, she fixes a tire of the car that got damaged during the machine gun attack. They then part ways, and Shinobu gets out of the mountain with the old Skoda car.

I drove forward again in the car and finally got out of the mountain. There is no problem with the tires, and it was very light to drive. After driving for a while along the river, I was able to see the restaurants in the mountains. 

Mr. Hiroyuki Ketouin. 

Who is that guy? 

From his tone, he seems to know me, but I still can't remember. Thus, the emotions of anger, sadness, and compassion, I can't fathom these.

I am empty, and I blame the K2K system that drives Borges for that. My existence is extremely ambiguous and there is no difference to that of a newborn baby. 

Yes, I am a baby. I know nothing about the world, and I don’t know anything about myself. But, because of this, I can update all of them and move forward. 

Yeah! 

I tried to make a scream that was not like my usual style. Maybe it was because I never really had my own ‘style’ at all? 

But now things have changed! 

I must rely on my own strength to create my own style!

As Shinbou glances at the hotel she and Hiroyuki were at, she whispers that Yuika should be dead as a result of Mukuro.

It feels a bit funny, the world around me is so crazy, but the craziest is myself. I can't believe in any experience of my own. It’s only now that I feel this certain type of happiness. That no matter who is accumulating the past, with this recent freedom only I can create the present.  

In the whole wide world, only I have no original. Happiness that pushes forward like a beast or a bird without being noticed by anybody and with no need to worry about anyone's evaluations.

"Yeah!"

Even if it is not like my usual style of yelling, no one will ever say again that I am not acting out of my usual style. Yes, I have been reborn!  

Even still, I must still keep going towards the place where Byakuya is kept! 

I will move towards the freedom that will aid Byakuya! 

Oh, let the engine roar loudly...and may it run all the way towards happiness!

Translation Notes:

[0] So as it turns out Haruki Murakami has also written a book called “Kafka on the Shore” which is just another connection to the ‘K’ theme. However here is a conspiracy. So in Volume one of DRT the JDC and ER3 system get mentioned as you probably don’t recall. ER3 system form Zaregoto written by Nisio Isin (which in itself heavily inspired danganronpa) and the JDC primarily written by Ryūsui Seiryōin, but also many many spin offs written by Nisio Isin and Maijo Otaro. Now the writers isin, Otaro and Sato (DRTs author) are commonly compared to each other in the japanese fiction world as there style of writing and intricate details that only work in japanese (Pure Literature as the genre is called there), we can see they share a lot of similar ideas. In fact DRT and Otaro’s Jorge Joestar are commonly compared also, (which is a JDC book with a jojo’s Bizarre Adventure spin on it). Now in “Kafka on the Shore” one of the main characters is called Johnnie Walker and in Otaro’s new anime ID: Invaded the villain is called John Walker. What has this got to do with DRT? No idea but all im saying is that if Tsukumo Juku shows up in DRT at this point I wouldn't be surprised. These writers all share a common theme of some sort of force controlling the actions of the main character and the deceptive nature of the world around them. It’s very interesting to compare and contrast all these things.

[1] The Diary of a Young Girl, also known as The Diary of Anne Frank, is a book of the writings from the Dutch language diary kept by Anne Frank while she was in hiding for two years with her family during the Nazi occupation of the Netherlands. The family was apprehended in 1944, and Anne Frank died of typhus in the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp in 1945. The diary was retrieved by Miep Gies, who gave it to Anne's father, Otto Frank, the family's only known survivor, just after the war was over. The diary has since been published in more than 60 languages. 

To be continued.

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[baekkieberry]

𝕦𝕟𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕪 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧!𝐚𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧

Genre: demon!AU, Fluff. (angst + smut in future chapters), Supernatural

Characters: Baekhyun, EXO (mostly beagle line + Kyungsoo)

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Summary: Baekhyun had been a demon and living in hell his whole life, hanging with his friends and having way to much fun, until one day he gets kicked out for going too far. He's forced to live in earth until he redeems himself, until he met you, and maybe he doesn’t want to go back anymore. 

Warnings: none 

Word Count: 3005

A/N: hii this is my first fic :) i got inspired by the headcanon made by @youxidol

hope i did a good job ;)

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masterlist:  intro   chap1

Byun Baekhyun was the most fun guy you´ll ever meet. He was playful and basically could change his attitude from being a 5 year old to a sexy a teasing boy. He loved the attention and making everyone laugh, playing jokes on everyone since he was small and his older brother told him to put vaseline on the door knob in the bathroom. His mom was really upset but somehow he got away with it. 

Since that moment he loved practical jokes, and that's how he met his bestfriends Chanyeol, Sehun, Jongdae and Kyungsoo. Chanyeol was his first friend when he entered middle school, they were both so playful that they became inseparable quickly: staying at each other houses and when they both had 8 they got they’re demon powers together. Demon powers were something amazing that, as everyone in hell learnt, was giving at a certain time between the years of 0-10, and if you didn’t develop them you were bashed from hell and returned to earth as a new soul without the knowledge of hell. So Baekhyun and Chanyeol were really happy, and they took advantage of this as much as they could.

Practical jokes were always easy with powers, moving the chair of someone or purposely spilling someone’s drink on themselves was really fun, but they took it to another level. Maybe moving the backpack of the history teacher to the ceiling or the rooftop, putting bugs on the directors coffee, baby powder instead of sugar…. yeah it’s they’re fault that there’s a penalty for using powers at school. That’s also the reason why Chanyeol and Baekhyun knew every police station and police officer in hell. They did so many pranks and illegal stuff that they visited the station 5 times a week, but left saying that it was hell and that demons were meant to torment so that’s what they did. It was a weird system

They soon met Sehun when the school bully was stealing his money. Sehun was a shy boy but when you got to know him he was as playful as ChanBaek although he was a whiny baby. But he had nothing to compare to Chen, they met him through Sehun as he was his neighbor. They couldn't stand him at the beginning but he was so lovable and fun that the four of them were now a little clique. 

Through the years their clique growed and became really popular at college, now being 9 friends that hanged out everyday and were now called EXO. Girls always wanted to be with the most fun but scary demons around, they had girlfriends from time to time but they didn’t find them too amusing so they breakup with them in just a few months.

But as fun as Baekhyun life was, he did get in a lot of trouble for the amount of jokes that he did. Sure Chanyeol and Sehun eventually went with him but didn’t get in such trouble like he did. He was known as the Bart Simpson of hell but with powers. It all started with his neighbours and then it went further and further until it got to prank the government and that’s when the downfall started. 

He had messed with the actual true fallen angel Satan a few times before, and let’s be honest the guy didn’t loved it, he was always bitter and just busy with a ton of things so Baekhyun playing around wasn’t something he enjoyed but he could easily get rid of him by blocking his powers for a few days. But oh boy this only made Baekhyun more eager to mess with him. Until he got to far. He’s prank was childish but he did it anyways, he decided to get inside Satan’s house and hide in the bathroom until the angel went in and started peeing. Baekhyun decided to take a photo but forgot to silenced his phone so he was caught. And as a punishment he was sent to earth and got just a few of his powers so that he could survive. “You can come back when you do something to change our mind” “And you can come in my bed whenever you want” he said while winking at the secretary taking notes. 

And within seconds, he was living in Canada, Vancouver and he was living in hell. People were so nice and oh did Satan outdid himself with this one. He lived in the most friendly neighbourhood and his neighbors were nerds or old lady’s that always asked him to help them with the laundry. Yep, he saw a lot of old lady underwear mostly everyday, and was forced to chit chat with the nerds while waiting for the elevator. 

But probably the worst part about all of this was his neighbour Sabrina. She was an old lady that literally saw him everyday and obligated him into eating her food and doing her laundry twice a week. Baekhyun really hated her and especially when she called him ‘sweetcheeks’. 

Even though he hated her and mostly everyone in earth he tried to keep a low profile and fit in with the rest of the canadians. He would wear normal clothes at day, but in the night he mostly went to frat parties at different universities and flirt with girls, hook up with them and when they were fast asleep, he made them disappear from his house. Sabrina quickly noticed the noise that they made while hooking up so one time he called Baekhyun into his house “Sweetcheeks, I am a very very old woman and I well it’s not nice to disturb me at night, could you tone it down?” she said. “Well they like screaming I’m sorry Sabrina” he said while smirking. “Don’t be dirty Sweetcheeks that’s not okay, you could make it up to me by doing my laundry right now, the basket is there” Baekhyun rolled his eyes but did it anyway. 

One thing he liked was how his friends somehow started visiting him. Yeol was the first one to do it. He came one day at night and scared him “holy shit Yeol you scared the shit out of me” he said at the sight of his best friend infront of him. “Ah Baekhyun you don’t know the amount of places I’ve visited looking for you, I’ve seen some pretty weird shit dude” Chanyeol said while hugging him. Turns out demons can see demons that visit earth but humans can’t. Chanyeol was the one who found Baekhyun and then his friends started visiting him everyday to hang out with him and play jokes to the nerds upstairs. 

He really hated Vancouver. But he loved the coffee at a Kafka’s so he couldn't complain. Especially the day he saw you. You were wearing a “University of Columbia” sweatshirt and some leggings, but you looked so beautiful he couldn’t help but choke with his coffee. He observed as you sat down near the window and left your backpack fall hard in the floor, you had made a lot of noise so everyone looked at you “Sorry hee hee” you said shyly. He giggled but continue watching as you seemed to be falling asleep.

You got interrupted by a barista that said that your cookies were ready to be taken so you took the and left. He followed you to a little park that was basically the “Dude Chilling Park” and you sat and begin to eat you cookies while you looked at your phone. Baekhyun was observing you from afar and was so amazed by your nonchalant way of doing everything: eating, laughing at maybe a meme you saw, looking at your cookies like they were magical and how your hair fell perfectly so that it didn’t hide your face. 

He saw you leaving and he decided it was time to go home, since probably his demon friends were at his home playing a joke at Sabrina. And he was right, when he came he saw Sehun and Chen putting oil in the floor outside Sabrina’s house “Hey Baek, Soo is making dinner and Yeol is playing with your xbox.” Baekhyun nodded and went to his apartment, he went directly to the kitchen “Hyung what are you making?” he asked and Kyungsoo didn’t answered, so Baekhyun stole something that he was doing and earned himself a scream. It was a little tradition that the guys went at night to his house and chilled for a while and left at around 12pm. 

He started going to Columbia University parties trying to find you, but he never saw you, so he went to the cafe everyday at the same time, but you didn’t appear. He went to the Park to find you laying on grass but this time you were wearing a pink sweatshirt and a white skirt and he thought you couldn’t have looked more beautiful. You were yet again eating pastries but a different ones. You were talking on the phone so he got closer so he could hear you. “Yeah Irene I know he is cute but you know he is incredibly boring” you said while stuffing your mouth with a muffin. This was the first time he heard you voice clearly and it literally made his ears melt. He was pretending to read a book in the grass near you. “Yeah look he’s just not my type, he doesn’t even like oreo like what am  supposed to do with someone like that?” He giggled, he couldn’t believe you loved oreo cookies that that was an important request for being your boyfriend. “Look either he starts liking them or where done okay? find me someone cool and funny okay? yEAH I KNOW I SAY OKAY TOO MUCH OKAY?” you were talking with your mouth full and screaming, and he absolutely loved it. You were funny and cute and his stomach was experiencing weird things.

Baekhyun now was really starting to get concerned for what he was feeling, he has never felt this way before. You made his heart flutter with your addiction to pastries and oreos. Your voice was music for his ears and he was always thinking of you. He went everyday to the park and everynight he promised himself he’ll talk to you the next day, but never actually did it. His friends now we're starting to notice something was up. 

“Baekhyun you’re acting weird” Sehun said one night. He had been smiling without noticing, thinking about how today you tried to feed a squirrel and got scared that you screamed everytime it came closer. “Huh? Hyung what do you mean?” He asked, and Yeol turned off the TV and turned to look at him. “Baek you had been spacing out and suddenly giggling or smiling without a reason” Chanyeol said looking actually concerned. “You guys is nothing” Baekhyun said trying to hide that he was actually thinking about your hair. “Are you sick?” Sehun asked “What? no dude wtf I’m okay really” And then Chanyeol started looking at Baekhyun suspiciously “Wait a second I know this behavior” Baekhyun started panicking cause his best friend knew him better than no one “Yeol really leave it” Baekhyun stand up and try to leave to his room but Sehun picked him up and sat him in the couch. “YOU’RE IN LOVE” Chanyeol screamed and Sehun fall from the couch. “I’m not in love okay? she doesn’t even KNOW I exist!” Baekhyun said exposing himself. “wAIT she’s human? like actual mortal? like actual girl that dies in a few years?” Sehun said from the floor. “Yah don’t say stuff like that but yeah” Both Chanyeol and Sehun stared at Baekhyun “Wow I mean I never thought this day would come” Chanyeol said “Dude it’s probably temporary its no big deal” Baekhyun said trying to convince himself “Nah ah Hyung that a lie, you’ve been like this for a week already” Sehun said. 

Baekhyun sighed and decided to spill everything out “Fine okay? I like this girl really much and I haven’t even talked to her, but I go everyday at the same hour to the same park and watch her eat pastries. She makes me feel warm inside and even wanting to be a human so that I could talk to her normally. There I said it”. Chanyeol looked at his best friend with amazement. He couldn’t believe that this day finally came. “Well why don’t you talk to her?” Sehun questioned “I really have tried but I don’t have the courage, although I try to do nice things for her” Chanyeol laughed at this and said “Look you already know a lot about her since you stalked her” Baekhyun felt himself relax and started laughing. The other two joined him and suddenly they were on the floor dying of laughter. “Look if she likes to eat a lot why don’t you ask Soo to do something for her? and right now we can concentrate on doing a prank on that nerd downstairs.” Chanyeol said and so they did. 

The next day Kyungsoo went in the morning and prepared all kinds of pastries that Baekhyun wanted “SOO IT MUST HAVE OREO’S OKAY?” Baekhyun yelled nervously “Oh my god you already told me that ten times could you please shut up?” Baekhyun looked at him and said “No and put more oreos” Baekhyun was really nervous that he made a little zootopia lunch box appear and started putting every pastry there. When they both finished, Baekhyun headed to the park and so you already eating thin oreos.

He could feel his skin burning and sweating all over his shirt, he took a big breath and started walking your direction. ‘God did you really had to look more beautiful today?’ he thought. You were wearing blue jeans and a simple white t-shirt with white vans. Baekhyun stand in front of you and you looked up. “Hi uh I’ve made to many of this and I was wondering if you want some of them?” He asked. ‘Holy fuck he is gorgeous’ you thought. You stood up and saw that he had a little zootopia lunch box “So you happen to have pastries on your zootopia lunch box?” you questioned. Baekhyun was getting nervous “Yeah?” You looked at him for a second and he swear his heart stopped for a second “Yeah okay whatever can I see which ones you have?” You asked while sitting and gesturing him to do the same beside you. He sat down and opened his lunch box with trembling hands “Hey don’t be nervous you’re the one with questiWOW ARE THOSE OREO?” you screamed while taking the little oreo cake that Kyungsoo made. Baekhyun laughed and said “Hey they are not questionable and they are delicious” You looked at him and said “Do you promise me that they don’t have drugs or something in them?” You hold your pinky up to him and he hold it with his “Promise you they only have flour and a few drops of poison” You laughed and ate the lil cake. “Holy mother of God this is the most delicious thing ever where did you get this from?” You were really questioning if they were from heaven. Baekhyun just watched you and touched his pinky “I made them yesterday, I really have a lot of free time” he was just so amazed that he was talking to you that he felt like flying “They’re better than the ones I usually get…” You said looking at him “Maybe I should bring you more one of this days” He smiled at you “Oh my god you can come here whenever you want to” Baekhyun wanted to say ‘that’s what she said’ but he didn’t want to ruin it until you laughed and said “Oh my god THAT’S WHAT SHE SAID HAHAHAHAHA” Baekhyun thought he was dreaming. You were literally his dream girl “You won’t believe me if I told you that’s exactly what I was thinking?” He laughed and watch you eat your cake happily and enjoyed it like it was everything “What’s your name?” He said “Y/N” You said smiling. “Well Y/N if you liked my pastries so much I come here tomorrow and bring you more” You thought he was joking and you said “Maybe you should mister…?” “Baekhyun” Wow did his name was beautiful. “Well nice to meet you mister Baekhyun” You said smiling. 

You finished maybe all of his pastries and he insisted he didn’t care and that tomorrow he’d bring you more amazing one’s. You actually liked him. He was funny and you both shared a sense of humor so similar that soon enough became comfortable around him. He wasn’t like the other guys you’ve met. He was actually charming by nature but not too much. He told you funny things like him having to clean his neighbour Sabrina’s underwear and he promised you he would introduce you two, since you told him she was your role model after that. You had to leave for class but didn’t want to leave him so you made him promised he’d come tomorrow. You did asked him to make a lot of pinky promises and he loved it. Even if only touching your pinky was the closest he could get for now, he was absolutely okay with it. 

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Hii tell me if you liked it I will make chapter 1 later hee hee

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[toomanyfeelings5]

the definitive ranking of pulp! the classics covers and summaries, from worst to best

(Note: Pride and Prejudice was not included in this list, as there were only poster and greeting card options for the work, and not an actual book or summary. Had a book and summary been provided, it would have ranked lowest for unoriginality. It’s literally just 1995 Colin Firth staring moodily at you. The caption is “Lock Up Your Daughters...Darcy’s in Town!” which is just unfortunate, frankly, and honestly laughable.) 

16. Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte 

You take a novel that’s positively overflowing with drama and give it THIS cover? THIS summary? Absolutely uninspired. 

Here’s looking at you Cathy...

Childhood sweethearts turned star-crossed lovers, fuelled by bitter jealousy and dark revenge. She’s pretty and posh, he’s a moody brooding bastard. Heartbreak, alcoholism and plenty of illegitimate kids – it’s a perfect Northern drama.

Where is the feeling? The screaming violins playing as we read? The moors? The time skips? A hint of the positively bonkers plot that only a Bronte could compose?

15. The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde 

 Oh, the heterosexuality of it all. On an Oscar Wilde novel, no less. 

Hey girl...I’d sell my soul for you!” 

Dorian Gray might be as pretty as a picture, but he's paid a devilishly high price for it. He'll stay drop-dead gorgeous, but there's something nasty festering in the attic...

Pretty as a picture and still lusting after ladies? Please. Pulp! Classics, you can do better. 

14. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald 

Again, we must speak the ancient chant: Oh, the heterosexuality of it all. 

When it came to loving...He knew which Daisy to pick! 

Sorry old sport, but Gatsby has a bigger house than you, prettier friends than you and a Rolls Royce to cart them all round in. To a backdrop of popping champagne corks and orchestral jazz, our hero bids to buyout his old adversary, perennial jock, Tom Buchanan and reclaim Daisy, his favourite bit of High Society totty.

Nick Carraway gets not one mention, which is odd given that he’s the narrator, the protagonist, and Gatsby’s most ardent love interest. Also strange is the cover’s insistence that Jordan Baker, known lesbian, would swoon over Gatsby. Doubly strange is how tiny the women are in comparison to Gatsby’s massive frame. What is, again, bamboozling, is how the slogan on the cover seems to imply that Gatsby knows how to pick a woman. He doesn’t know how to choose anyone, let alone love them. All Gatsby truly knows is the desperate pursuit of a fruitless dream. 

13. Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare 

Romeo looks like he could be Juliet’s father. Juliet looks like an Upper East Side Widow, not at all like the tween girl she really is.

Too wild to live...too young to die!

Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou…. Oh wait, he’s hanging around in the garden again. Will young Romeo and his Juliet ever be able to express their raging hormones? Or will their feuding families make this romance blossom into a poisoned flower? Either way, both their houses are totally plagued!

“Wherefore” means “why,” not “where,” though I do have to award points to the summary for placing the blame squarely on the feud and not on these doomed young lovers. Though again, young isn’t the operative word I’d use to describe this version of Romeo and Juliet. 

12. Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe 

This is what one would expect upon seeing a pulp cover of a classic novel. Not much originality or flair is present, but at least some sense of the story is conveyed. 

Solitude was driving him nuts!

Cannibals! Captives! Coconuts!

One man’s love of the sea leaves him stranded on a desert island with nothing but a few goats, a bible and a parrot for company.

Will he ever escape? Will his new pal Friday learn to efficiently press a goatskin jerkin? Or will solitude send him totally barmy?

WILL Friday learn to efficiently press a goatskin jerkin? One must read to find out, I suppose...

11. Tess of the D'urbervilles 

Marilyn Monroe?????

She’s...no angel.

The original Wessex girl!

Tess is just a humble milkmaid when the local landowner has his wicked way. Her new beau, the smarmy Angel Clare, is none too pleased when he finds out she’s already been deflowered. What is a girl to do? Bloody revenge of course, and an ending to touch the hardest of hearts.

At least the summary blames the terrible men in Tess’s life rather than Tess herself, unlike the tagline on the cover. And while Marilyn Monroe seductively lounging about with a drink doesn’t recall the faintest essence of Hardy’s novel, one would like to imagine Tess relaxing in whatever clothes she pleased, a straw dangling out of her drink, a smile on her face as she answers to no one and spends her quiet evening in solitude. 

10. Three Men in a Boat by Jerome K. Jerome

An innocuous cover; the men’s faces hint at the comedic nature of this novel, and yet...something nags the brain upon looking at this.

To say nothing of the dog...

Incompetence, embarrassment and general disaster - no it’s not PMQs, it’s a trip down the Thames! Three hapless fellows and a world weary dog decide they need a holiday from their exhausting hypochondria. Hilarious mayhem ensues.

To say nothing of the dog indeed: Why does the dog on the cover have a human face?

9. The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka 

All one can say upon viewing this cover is: Jeff Goldblum, is that you?

Change really BUGGED him! 

Poor old Gregor. One day he's depressed about his dreary travelling salesman gig, the next, he's roaching around the apartment and disgusting his family. All that's left is creeping the walls and eating garbage. How's his sis ever going to find a sugar daddy with her grotty bro in tow?

Gregor isn’t grotty, he’s our six-legged hero in this tragic tale. 

And yet in the end, the question that haunts us all echoes in our minds in an unceasing echo: is that Jeff Goldblum? 

8.  Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland 

Alice as a hippie is eye-catching, but not particularly creative. 

This cupcake was off her head!

What HAS happened to little Alice? Taking 'shrooms, hanging out with hookah smoking ne'er-do-wells and being dragged to court. That's gonna be one hell of a hangover!

As much as I’m intrigued by Alice wearing heart-shaped sunglasses and a peace sign necklace, the summary and the cover consist of one joke and one joke only. 

7. The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde 

I just like how Dr. Jekyll in this cover looks equally as fucked up as Mr. Hyde. 

No more Mr. Nice Guy... There’s a sinister man about London town with something of the night about him. Mr Hyde is mad, bad and has a penchant for bumping off MPs and other kindly innocents. Will his friend Dr Jekyll be able to stop him? Or is there something more to their relationship than meets the eye…? Only the intrepid Utterson can get to the bottom of this mystery, but what will he find in Dr Jekyll’s lab?

Points to this summary for including Mr. Utterson, and for insinuating that Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde may be clandestine lovers. 

6. A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens 

Ladies, gentlemen, and otherwise, don’t we love it when a greedy rich man gets bludgeoned by a mace into being more generous and kindly towards others?

This cat was a drag....’til a midnight wake-up call...

Christmas?! What a load of Humbug. Mistletoe and Wine just don't do it for Scrooge; he's a workaholic miser with an attitude problem. If he doesn't change his ways, he'll end up with no friends and Tiny Tim won't last the year. Let's hope some spooky night-time visitors can put the jingle back in his bells!

Ring-a-ling-a-ling, Mr. Scrooge. The mace is raised and the bells are ringing.

5.  Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad 

The tag-line made me, as the youths say, laugh out loud. 

Whoops! Apocalypse....

The horror! The horror!

Kurtz might be the apple of every brutish imperialist’s eye, but his God complex is getting wildly out of hand in the depths of the jungle. What on earth will Marlow find when he finally gets downriver? Devil worship? Savages? Heads on sticks? Or just another nutty white man with his knickers in a twist?

Surprisingly anti-racist summary made this jump to the higher echelons of this esteemed list, though of course that doesn’t excuse this novel’s abhorrent and embarrassing fake-deep racism. It also must be noted that the tag-line should have been “Whoops! White supremacy!” and the text of the novel should have entirely consisted of Chinua Achebe’s essay on the work. 

4. The Hounds of Baskerville by Arthur Conan Doyle

The cover alone is a winner. A rabid chihuahua out for blood? Inspired. 

Murder...Mystery...Walkies!

A desolate moor, a diabolical dog in need of a muzzle and some inbred locals; Sherlock Holmes is really up against it. With the help of his trusty sidekick Dr. Watson, Holmes pieces together a mystery that has captured the imagination of readers across the decades. All whilst practising a serious coffee and cocaine habit.

The tag-line is fun and catchy, but sadly this summary must be admonished for insisting that Dr. Watson is merely a “trusty sidekick” to Sherlock Holmes. Heterosexuality strikes again, reducing the impact of the striking cover design. 

3. Dubliners by James Joyce 

Finally! Some style, some panache, some flair to accompany these short stories about being sad and horny in Ireland. 

Stuck in the Liffey with you...

Booze, Sex and Hot Floury Potatoes… Those Dubliners are at it again!

Liars, thieves, whores and priests… James Joyce sure knew how to throw a party! This relentlessly downbeat collection explores the very worst aspects of human nature, and doesn’t leave out the juicy bits. It might not be in the best possible taste, but who doesn’t want to get down and dirty in Dublin?

The summary and cover work in tandem to wholeheartedly convince me that Dubliners is an action-packed, slick collection of stories detailing the wild escapades of a motley cast of ragamuffins, and I gotta hand it to the folks over at Pulp! Classics for injecting some bonafide vintage cool into Joyce’s work.

2. Othello by William Shakespeare 

I have so many thoughts on this. Mr. T. as Othello is fascinating, as is the tagline, “Some kind of Bard...aaaaasss.” Is this a commentary on blaxploitation media? One can’t help but recall Mr. T.’s reasoning behind his mohawk, his gold chains, to honor his ancestors and assert his living, unshakable humanity in a racist society. Is this is a genuine effort on the part of Pulp! Classics to imply that a blaxploitation-influenced adaptation of Othello could reveal deeper truths to the play that we have had yet to glimpse? 

Some kind of Bard... aaaasss

He’s a bardass brother with the love of a fine woman. That is until some cloven hoofed honky starts talking crazy about variously hued sheep tupping the hell outta each other! You gotta pity the fool who gets shafted by the green eyed monster. Let’s hope Othello can work out who to trust before it’s too late…

The fast-paced alliterative language of the summary harkens to Shakespeare’s own wit-fueled dialogue and penchant for creative language. The summary also calls Iago a devil, which is apt, and implicitly criticizes his racism, hinting at the play’s greater tragedies to come. The cover and summary also work in tandem to emphasize Othello’s jealousy and destruction: the “green-eyed monster” is mentioned, and the cover itself is a putrid green. An excellent example of what a vintage cover and summary can achieve. 

1. Frankenstein by Mary Shelly 

You all knew this was coming. 

This kid was born on the wrong side of the lab...

Frankenstein’s monster is on the rampage; terrorising the locals, unleashing murderous hell… and reading novels in his spare time. Can his petrified creator stop this reign of horror before his girlfriend gets the chop?

A James Dean-inspired creature, thereby making them a queer icon? Masterful. The creature being “born on the wrong side of the lab?” A stroke of genius; that they’re called a kid puts the poignancy of the monster’s plight into even greater relief, while simultaneously emphasizing their tragic charm. The clear distinction between Frankenstein and the creature? Reader, I exhaled in a cathartic release of tension. The loving detail that the creature reads novels in their spare time, like any other leather-jacket wearing, motorcycle-riding ruffian with a heart of gold? Beautiful. 

Truly, the obvious queer energy of this cover and summary highlights an overlooked dimension of Shelly’s great work while also paying homage to what draws us to this Modern Prometheus time after time. Do we care about the petrified creator in this summary? Not at all. He’s not on the cover, appearing both rebellious and gentle. We are here for the creature, in their leather jacket, on their motorcycle, novel sticking out of a back pocket on their jeans, ready to whisk us away to a place where even monsters like us can find solace, and be at peace, and commune with each other. We need only take their outstretched hand, and be willing to leave the mundane world for something better, for the chance to no longer be alone. 

#books #art #classic works #i'm going to purchase a copy of that frankenstein cover and no one will stop me

[drmyler]

Kafka - Psychoanalysis

Kafka, Metamorphosis a Psychoanalytical View

 by

 Dr Stephen F Myler PhD

 Abstract:

 Franz Kafka in 1916 wrote a short novella called Metamorphosis (1. Bantam Edition 2004) a book of immense psychological and insightful nightmare into the human condition. Here we will exam Kafka's masterpiece from a psychoanalytical perspective to see that this work was an insightful self examination of depression, mental health and the role of carers when love turns to loathing. To begin our journey for the non-reader of this famous text we will give a brief outline and then turn to the specific role of psychoanalytic insight from Freudian to Burns and beyond.

 Introduction:

 Kafka was born in 1883 a middle class Jewish boy, introverted, shy and inadequate, believed to be a result of a critical father, (2. Letter to his Father 1919) he was later educated in Prague in a German University however he went on in his spare time to write many works of outstanding literature. Here we are not going to delve into detailed life but satisfy ourselves with a small picture of the man as writer. Kafka was very driven and wrote daily through the night with a dedicated passion. Today he might be seen as OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Behaviour) prone to perfectionism. It is his perfectionist emotional driver that made his literature something very special.

 Kafka wrote Metamorphosis in 1916 as a short novella about a young man who was the stalwart of the family, supporting an out of work critical father, a doting mother and childlike sister, in which our hero, Gregor Samsa was not popular at work and under daily stress of travel and deadlines to meet for which he felt a losing battle. In the beginning of the book he awakes from a troubling dream to find he has in fact turned into an ugly giant beetle his mind trapped in an alien body. From this beginning Gregor begins to explore his new limitations and narrow world view, his sight becomes dim, he cannot move without constant pain and great effort. His family are dependent on Gregor going to work, earning their keep and supporting their needs when suddenly he cannot no longer act in this role. His father is disgusted, his mother stricken and his younger sister while becoming his carer is repulsed by this new version of her brother. As time passes and he does not return to his old self – the family must make new plans to survive and now see him as their burden (roles reversed). In the beginning Gregor thought this was just a temporary situation that would soon pass and he would re-uptake his old life and continue forward. However in the end there is no solution and suffers a lonely eventual death.

 In writing the following psychoanalytical analysis I have not read the many introductions, essays and critical insights of other writers. This was purposefully done to avoid contamination of my thinking process in treating Gregor as my patient in a psychoanalytical setting. I did not want to have the bias of others opinions to my way of seeing the text as the only evidence of the patients mental health problem.

 The Patient:

 Like any new psychological patient to the clinic a first one hour session would be usually conducted in two parts – the first – why have you come to see me? The second the clients ability to vent (tell their story in their own words) and so set the scene for further sessions. Lets imagine Gregor's typical answer to why have you come here.

 Gregory: My family is very dependent on me to support them but lately I have been feeling very stressed by work and home alike. I had a very bad dream a few weeks ago and woke up in a deluded state in which I found it impossible to get our of bed. I just felt overwhelmed with exhaustion and the loss of will to keep going on with my miserable life. It was like I was some ugly bug that everyone despised and yet took for granted. All they want to do is squash my passion for life and replace it with their needs.

 Psychoanalyst: It sounds very much as if you are stressed and reached what me might call a point of exhaustion – this means your energy has been depleted both physically and mentally. So to summarise – you are depressed right now from the burden of work and a non-supportive family environment and you feel you have given up trying to be the one who supports everyone else?

 Gregory: Yes, it is like I was a donkey with burden I could no longer carry.

 Psychoanalyst: Tell me a little of your background? (second part - venting)

 Gregory: I have a very critical, controlling father who tries to dominate the household, however he is unemployed right now and his health has deteriorated through becoming lazy and irritable. My mother cowers  to him and goes along with his demands even when unreasonable, I have a younger sister – she is just finishing her education but has not found any real outlet for her abilities just yet, she is kind and sweet but very nieve about the world at large. At work my supervisor while pleasant enough but he is also under pressure from our boss who like my father is controlling and micro manages our every move. This means you feel you are being scrutinized constantly and found lacking. I have to travel a lot for my work and often come home late and exhausted but then am expected to be there for the family as the main stay of their comforts. I do not have time for relationships and I am probably not a very good catch for any girl who might have any interest in  me beyond the obvious. At home things have changed now that I have been fired and lost my income. My sister has started to care for me more and tries constantly to rescue me from my mood swings, however my mother has just fell apart and cries insistently about her poor boy yet shy away from actually helping me. As for my father he is even more disgusted by me than ever as I forced him to go out and find work, he even took in some lodgers to help make ends meet and so the burden has passed to my mother and sister to keep the household clean and fed. We have had some cooks and cleaners but they have mostly left because they refuse to have anything to do with me. I cannot really think of much else to tell you – but at least I feel I managed to get it all out.

 Psychoanalyst: I think that gives me quite a lot to think about Gregor and you have been very clear and systematic in the way you have explained the background. Tell me how are you actually feeling right now?

 Gregory: A little relieved to have finally explained myself and someone listened without a sneer on their face or laughing at me. Thank you for that. In general I know that everyday I feel sad and tired by life – I just want to lay down and sleep – that somehow when I wake up everything will be normal again – that I can function and have some sort of life.

 Psychoanalyst: Well we have had our time today Gregor, an hour can pass very quickly the first visit. I hope to see you are least once a week for an hour, in the meantime I have a little homework exercise for you to complete for me. A one page biography of your family, where you grew up, your education, relationships and the current here and now situation. I know you have told me some of this already but it will help save some time in sessions by having a short version of your life so far. Please send to me via email before our next session so that I can read and analyse the content before you come. Here is my card and details. If at anytime you feel you are in crisis and need me – please call for an earlier appointment.

 Gregory: Thank you Doctor, I will see you same time next week.

 Psychoanalytical Analysis of the First Session:

 For insurance purposes the analyst is forced to write a psychiatric number and diagnosis. This labelling is not a reflection of the true nature of the mental health problem but merely a forced situation in order to get paid. In Gregor's case – Clinical Depression DSM V 296.3.

 In reality a psychological outcome may have been Reactive Depression to stress at both home and work leading to a lack of everyday cognitive functioning in both thought and behaviour.

 Clearly in this case – depression is the key element from signs of mental exhaustion, a sense of hopelessness and helplessness from the role reversal of stalwart breadwinner to helpless victim in need of rescuing by his sister in particular – the constant disappointment to both his parents and rejection of his work colleagues. At his stage we do not have enough data to surmise the underlying unconscious drives that might be fueling his depressive state other than the external pressures of family and work. In further sessions the need will be met from a more in depth scrutinizing of his emotional world and inner conflicts. He clearly feels alone in his burden although the sister is obviously doing her mother's duty of care. The client mentioned a bad dream – this can be further pursued for unconscious motivations.

 Further Sessions:

 Over 20 or more sessions – Gregor's analogy of being an ugly beetle are further explored and his relationships with both family and work – more importantly his feelings about himself and his depressive state. It also became clear that his family were now neglecting his everyday needs for nutritious food, care and comfort. They in fact have become physically violent towards him causing him to further withdraw into his delusional world where he feels he is nothing more than an ugly beetle that should be stamped upon. Risk of suicide has now become evident in his demeanour. His appearance shows he is not looking after his ablutions, clothing is dirty and unkempt and he has lost considerable weight. He was also becoming lethargic in that he no longer cared what happened to him as long as this constant pain would cease (pain being mental anguish). His sister although dutiful in looking after him has lost heart in him getting better and so now only is a functional caregiver as opposed to a empathetic one. His biography homework showed that his father was not only controlling but bitter in that he lost a business owing considerable money to Gregor's employer who now expected him to pay off his fathers debts through a reduced salary for his own work putting considerable burden on him to support the family at home. The mother was ashamed of the home situation and was too weak to stand up to her husband in any matters of  economy or otherwise. The sister was in the past spoiled and now resented her reduced situation and blamed Gregor for being sick. Again adding to his feelings of alienation and being alone.

 Sadly Gregor died after the end of the sessions from self-neglect – basically willing his life to cease as he saw no longer any purpose to it. His father had found new employment, the mother felt relieved to see her son no longer in this life suffering and the sister finally felt free of her own burden that being her brother. While psychoanalysis would have hoped for a different outcome – the book itself determined the ending that we have to accept.

 Conclusion:

 While Franz Kafka meant his novella of Metamorphosis to be a comic tragedy of a wasted life it springs out at any educated reader in the art of psychoanalysis as a perfect example of chronic depression and futility. Those in this delusional state often contemplate suicide although mostly via ideation (I think it but don't), however self neglect is very common trait that leads to slow death from a lack of self care. When you have a non-supportive family, where their needs are being thwarted by your mental state – then further rejection can cause a spiralling effect of deeper resentment about your own part in the downfall of your mind. Many depressives play victim (3. Berne 1960's) inviting others to rescue them – when in fact they need to rescue themselves – but in the end they become their own persecutor and further victimize themselves to that bitter ending of death.

 In real life via treatment for depression a sense of purpose is sought from the client in that he can see a new fresh change to his circumstances despite the battle of a non-supportive family and hostile work environment that is all to common in today's economy. In Gregor's case over time he would have explored his past traumas and realized the underlying demons that led to his lack of self assurance and efficacy to find a new solution to his mood.

 Summery:

 This paper was an exercise in psychoanalysis from a famous work of literature and reflects the art of the analyst who tries to understand the underlying concepts of the unconscious mind in creating monsters from our own imagination to battle with when we reach that point of exhaustion both physically and mentally called – depression.

 References:

 1.      Kafka F. 1915 – Metamorphosis – Bantam Edition 2004

2.      Kafka F. 1919 – Letter to his Father – Bantam Ed 2004

3.      Bernes E. 1960's – Transactional Analysis – various volumes.

[lunaamatista]

Tokyo Ghoul Live Action

I got to watch the Tokyo Ghoul movie yesterday at a local cinema, a bit of a rarity in my country! I wanted to write a few of my thoughts and observations (mostly the latter) before I forget anything.

A few things might have been touched upon in @makyun ’s own writeup, so I suggest checking hers out as well. 

The movie spans chapters 1-28, right up to the Anteiku crew leaving the scene of Kureo’s death. Chapter 29, the final chapter of volume 3 where Amon reminisces about his time with Kureo, is not included. 

Extremely spoilery spoilers ahead.

I will not make a linear summary of the movie, but this does go heavily into spoilers. Unless you a) can't watch it b) won't watch it c) don't mind spoilers, I recommend skipping the first section.

My sister and her boyfriend watched the movie with me, so I was able to discuss with people who don’t know the series.

Thoughts on events and changes

The movie starts out with a narration about what ghouls are and how they became a threat to Tokyo, and how the CCG came to be. It sounds like a very much like a narration of the past. No mention of OEK, Washuus, or RC cells (I think?). 

RC cells, kagunes, kakuhous, quinques, aren’t explained at all because there’s a sense of normalcy about them. (My sister called kagunes “quinques,” actually.) Ghoul regeneration is subtly explained by Touka just by saying to fight without fear because it’s possible.

I though the film did much better than the manga at showcasing just how cunning an investigator Mado was, and how good Amon was at following his lead. 

To go further in depth, when killing (Fueguchi) Asaki, whose kagune we get to see on screen, Amon cracks open his hands with a rock (thankfully offscreened) and retrieves his wedding ring, which serves to Mado/Amon to figure he has a wife (Mado refuses to say a "wife" and corrects the term with "aging companion" or something). Their only lead is a thread of a woman's dress, for which they track down its selling place and retrieve their security tapes. Ryouko is pinned down as a main suspect due to being out at midnight to visit Asaki's grave, confirmed a ghoul when seeing her ring, and speculated to have a child due to the dress she purchased being XS. 

As such, the scene with Kaneki and Touka going to the CCG is completely gone, and Hinami isn't identified as “the girl with clover clothing” either.

It’s made very clear that Hinami running away from Anteiku was a trap set up by Mado. 

Amon fights head on and is very work oriented. There’s the rock scene mentioned above, but also him getting his hands dirty to dig Asaki’s grave, and saying he had eaten kitsune (udon?) just because it was quick when he goes out for dinner with Kusaba. Kusaba sort of apologizes for taking his time by ordering fresh fried tempura and Amon said he would try it next time. ;v;

Kaneki is also already suspected to be a ghoul - at Hinami's request, he goes leave coffee beans at Asaki's grave, and because Ryouko had been spotted at that place, Kusaba was keeping watch. He helps Amon dig up Asaki's grave, and is pulled along investigations because he was the only one who had seen Kaneki. So Amon knows of the existence of an eyepatch ghoul, but it isn't certain whether he's aware he's the one he's fighting once their confrontation comes.

The scene with Nishiki, Hide, and Kaneki happens inside the University, in a sort of basement that’s used as a club room. I wonder how they could ever explain that... Hide still tries to hold Nishiki back. Once he uses a kagune, Kaneki is clearly stronger than Nishiki, but he eventually defeats him with wits before Touka arrives (with Yomo!). As a side note here, I thought it was really interesting how Nishiki uses his kagune very naturally for things such as elevating himself into a platform instead of using the stairs. Also, the strength of a ghoul's body is shown here with Kaneki's first attacks without a kagune, rather than with Kaneki trying to stab himself.

Speaking of that scene, Kaneki did try to eat Hide and licked his face or something. Rize also did this once Kaneki had been injured. There was a scene with eye liking somewhere but I can’t remember who that was. Both scenes did a good job of showing a ghoul's unrestrained hunger.

When trying to eat Hide, Kaneki sees his reflection as Rize instead of as himself. 

In Kaneki's and Amon's fight, Kaneki comes back to his senses by himself after seeing his reflection in a pool of blood...

And regarding that scene, Amon isn't wearing an eyepatch, but a drop/tear of blood from Kaneki's kakugan eye does fall directly from Kaneki's eye onto Amon's eyelid, where he does wear the eyepatch after the fight with Kaneki. Make what you will out of that.

Easter eggs + random observations

Hide's famous ugly drawing does make it into the movie, but in a different scene (also, I started crying, don't ask).

Hajime's scene as a small child is in, but he doesn't have his ID tag.

CCG investigators have a small pin they wear on their lapels like they do in the manga, but the design looks more like a circle with wings than the small button-like one in the manga.

Amon does have the cross. You can see the lighter beads/chain, but the cross itself is hard to spot as it's black. As a side note, my sister is a jeweler and said it might be hematite. It is identical in design to the one in chapter 134. As my sister showed me at home, a hematite cross is apparently a thing we own. Other candidates: tungsten/wolfram, but not particularly popular in jewelry; rhodium, apparently a pain in the ass to work with; obsidian, but very frail and would be rare outside of the Americas.

While I did say Hinami wasn't associated with clovers by the CCG, I believe her headband had them.

There is a flashback of Kaneki with his mother. He was a very cute child. When his mother dies, there are flowers inside the casket (I can’t remember, but they might have been daisies).

The reference to The Metamorphosis is in. When Kaneki is realizing he can't eat human food, a bug is seen in place of Kaneki's shadow right before his kakugan activates.

Hinami is reading Demian instead of Monochrome Rainbow.

Sister's observations on literary references: Kaneki mentions Dear Kafka to Rize before the scene with The Metamorphosis is in. Kaneki remarks on Hinami reading Hesse before explaining the analogy of the egg and the world to her. (Basically, my sister is saying the references were so in your face you were supposed to spot them.)

Amon visits Kureo's grave to leave lilies. Ryouko (probably) had planted a lily bud too where Asaki's grave was located.

On the Mado grave, Kureo is stated to have died at 41, Kasuka at 33. Given the timeline of events, I believe this makes Kasuka around two years older. Forget it, I tried to make sense of that here. Also, Akira would've been 21 at this point.

Visual effects + more random observations

Rize is ten times more beautiful moving on screen than you can see on the still shots.

I'll have you know Kaneki bit a sandwich vertically instead of horizontally. (That might be normal somewhere, just not for me.)

Amon drives a very unthreatening looking black SUV, which gets completely wrecked.

The CCG has very interesting, stark white, training/sparring rooms. We are blessed with the sight of training Amon.

The masks look more fitting to real life than the ones in the manga, and Touka's showed signs of wear.

Anteiku looked like a very real, upscale coffee shop, with the kind of cute coffee-related signs you'd usually see in one.

Kagunes seem to be alive and pulsing. Rize's/Kaneki's is kind of scaly and the scales sometimes move with a kind of shiver/twitch. Nishiki's feels very amphibious. Asaki's is a pretty terrifying spine-looking thing (stating the obvious here) with sharp blades on its sides and end. Ryouko's looks like raw muscles/tendons. (Hinami's, of course, are both). Touka's is pretty interesting - a solid wing that shoots off shards. It looks like red candy.

Quinques come in a beautiful black suitcase and expand from the handle. When out of the suitcase, they produce a sort of mechanical buzz.

Doujima 1/2 can activate three spinning sections (two spin in one direction, the middle one in the opposite), but it mostly seems to work with the raw strength of whoever's wielding it to deliver strong blows, as it doesn't have sharp elements to cut. Just how strong was Harima?

We don’t get to hear about Shinohara, Arima, or Juuzou, who I believe had shown up / been mentioned in the first volumes.

Overall thoughts 

The movie is 119 minutes long, but I really enjoyed it movie overall and I feel it's worth the time, even if you're a pretty picky viewer. I found the way the events developed to be very well resolved as an adaptation, and despite instances where the CGI does seem to go slightly down in quality, it wasn't distracting at all. 

A thing to keep in mind is that Japanese (specifically, live action) acting and cinematography is somewhat different than what you’d expect from Hollywood or European art films, so I just suggest letting yourself get immersed in it instead of getting caught in these subtleties. 

As a manga reader, it felt a bit slow paced to me, but as fresh viewers, my sister and her boyfriend thought it was very good at packing the exact amount of information needed, and thus it didn't feel slow to them. My sister also said the first half is excellent and has the feeling of the Japanese horror stories I've made her read. I am pretty used to gore in the story, but neither of us thought felt it was there as shock factor alone and she said it was sufficient to make you buy into the horror of the situation. All in all, all three of us really enjoyed it. /o/

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[honeygoldtxt]

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[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 102

from snake monster battles, to magical girl stories, and retellings of monte cristo

*there's a note left for Naho, Lei-Lei, and Genny*

genny: ??

lei-lei: what do you think it is?

genny: it's a note.

lei-lei: =3= i can see that.

*it has a cartoon bear smiling sticker in the lower corner*

Note: "Dear charges--Today's lesson is search and destroy. I'm hiding somewhere on campus. You have until the end of the day to find me. Warning: I am super-incognito. 💗 Tezca"

naho: ok then, let's do this!

*Any clues in the room? Hmm...Looks like the closet door in the classroom is opened slightly...*

lei-lei: *peeeeeek*

*creepy eyes are staring out* OWO

lei-lei: found hi-

*the bear head rolls off its shoulders, stopping at Genny's feet...there's no head on the body*

genny + naho + lei-lei:...............*SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM*

Head: OWO *a slip of paper falls out of the head*

naho: ?? *picks it up*

*The paper is a receipt for breakfast at the DWMA cafeteria*

naho: come on, this way!

-elsewhere-

Eijiro: *face close to the glass* "Ooooo! Look at that one!"

mina: coool! *taking pics with her iphone*

ochako: wow, look at the jelly fish!

kaminari: QuQ;;;;;;

Tokoyami: "??? Something wrong?"

kaminari: i-i-i'm fine! i just- uh- BATHROOM BRB! *runs*

Tokoyami: "...Maybe he doesn't like crowds?"

jirou: *sweatdrop*

Todoroki: "It's pretty relaxing to watch..."

ochako: yeah. they look so pretty, dont they?

Todoroki: *glances* "...Yes."

ochako: ^^

Todoroki: "..." .\\\. *looks back at the fish*

Iida: "Hmm...Excellent form for movement..."

ochako: oh look at that one!

Todoroki: "H-Huh?"

Iida: *looking*

-she's pointing to one jellyfish-

ochako: it almost looks like a hot air balloon.

jirou:....i dont think i'll ever be able to unsee that now.

Iida: "Hm, it does."

Todoroki: "I wonder whether there's any jellyfish superhero...with a hot-air balloon."

mina: that would be totes cool!

-elsewhere-

Lucy: X~X "Everything hurts...My hair hurts..."

kirako: what happened?

Lucy: "Training...Kunikida had me do 'roadwork'--jogging for hours..."

kirako: oh dear. ^^;

Lucy: T~T "Not make me move. I just want to die here."

kirako: ^^; want something to eat?

Lucy: *nod nod* "A smoothie?"

kirako: sure thing. ^^

-elsewhere-

Rin: *walking through snow, checking the map*

stocking: *looking around*

Yukio: "The GPS tracker still isn't working...I suggest heading to the Shrine first."

stocking: good call.

-the shrine is just up ahead-

gilda:.....*shaking* b-buh....

Rin: "Where're the priests and such?"

stocking: hm....?? gilda?

gilda:...bu....bad....energy.....

Yukio: "..." *turns off the safety* "What kind of bad energy?"

stocking: ...something in the shrine?

Rin: *looks up* "..."

*something comes rolling down the hill from the Shrine*

stocking: ?? ...hello? is someone here?

Rin: "...Guys? Does that thing rolling down the hill look human-shaped?"

stocking: ?!?

*It's...Shura!*

stocking: !!!!!! shura!!

shura: *she's out cold*

stocking: *running over to her* rin, help me get her up. we need to get her back to the inn!

shura: nnh...mama....

Rin: "Got it!" *lifts her*

Yukio: *looks behind them, scoping for any threats* "..."

-something watches in the distance-

-elsewhere-

Tachihara: "Man, I'm this old and still have to have roommates?"

naoya: ah, suck it up, cupcake.

Tachihara: "I will suck nothing up!"

hirotsu: my sincerest apologies for your apartment, naoya.

naoya: ah, its fine. no skin offa my nose.

Tachihara: *grumbles* "We at least getting a TV?"

naoya: duh, of course.

Tachihara: "With a PS4?"

naoya: sure, why not.

Tachihara: "WOOT!"

-elsewhere-

sayaka: *on the bus to hoozuki* ^^

Passenger: *looking out the window* *sighs*

sayaka: ??

Passenger: "? Oh...Sorry. Just thinking..."

sayaka: ah.

Passenger: "The Ripper..."

sayaka: yeah, i've heard about that. *shudders* (magical girl murders....freaky.)

Passenger: "Makes you not want to leave your house..."

sayaka: well _im_ not scared. (YES I AAAAAAM!!!! DX> )

Passenger: "??? I am..."

sayaka: understandable. .u.;;

-at akanegasaki high school, it's lunch time-

arisa: *nom*

Matsuri: ^w^

Chisato: *eating quietly*

haruka: not to soil the mood, but have you heard about the recent murder?

Chisato: "..." *nods*

Matsuri: "Aw, that _does_ sour the mood." -~-

arisa: eh, nothing _we_ couldnt handle.

???: what are you, stupid?

arisa: -_-#

mika nishinaka: didnt you hear? this 'ripper' hunts magical girls. so that makes you four perfect targets.

arisa: you know what nishinaka? bite my ass.

mika nishinaka: WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?!

arisa: you heard me. go legally brain dead. from lack of oxygen. from choking on my whole ass.

mika nishinaka: why you little-

mika's friend: whatever, come on mika, those losers arent worth your time.

mika's friend 2: yeah.

mika nishinaka:...tch- you got off easy.

arisa: >XP

Matsuri: ^^; "Went better than expected..."

Chisato: "Unbelievable. Can't you try to stay calm?"

arisa: i could do that if she wasnt such a biatch all the time.

haruka: ^^;

Chisato: "In school, could you try not to curse so much?"

arisa: *grumble* =~= i swear, summer break cant get here sooner...

intercom: attention, will arisa narumi, chisato shion, haruka kanade, and matsuri hinata please report to the principal's office?

arisa: AW COME ON! D8<

haruka: normally i'd assume arisa was in trouble again, but they did call all of us, so i'm assuming it might be a briefing?

Chisato: "In all likelihood."

Matsuri: "Great!" *leaps up* "Let's get going!"

-elsewhere-

Rin: "...She's still not waking..."

gilda: *patching up shura's injuries*

Yukio: "The injuries are consistent with any number of demons...The slice here seems most indicative of a serpentine one, such as a hydra."

stocking: do you think she's poisoned?

Yukio: "Given how shallow the cuts are, I think that's a reasonable assumption. But it'll take time to check her blood."

stocking: *sigh*

Rin: "...Shura, come back to us...You can't die like this..."

shura:...nhg...nghuh? uhh...my head....

stocking: take it easy, shura.

shura: huh? st-stocking? what're you doing here?

stocking: we could ask you the same thing. you just left without a word.

shura:....heh, i guess the fruit doesnt fall far from the tree after all...

stocking: well, you're my friend, so of course i'll be worried.

shura:....*small smile* guess i have a lot of explaining to do, huh?

Rin: "What happened? Are you poisoned?"

shura: i dont think i am, i doubt hachirou would do that to me...

Yukio: "Hachirou...Why wouldn't he?"

shura: well, i should start from the beginning, shouldnt i? well, im in a contract with a demon known as hachiroutaro okami, the patron deity of the towada area.

Yukio: "The one Fujimoto saw?"

shura: yeah, that one. guess he told you, huh?

Rin: "Only how he found some thief and a hydra."

shura: =3= well, i didnt enter the contract directly, my ancestor, tatsuko kirigakure, did.

stocking: so why are you here?

shura: i heard the illuminati was causing trouble up here. it even woke up a yuki onna from her sleep.

stocking: that explains the blizzard.

Yukio: "The Illuminati didn't give you those injuries: Hachirou did. Why?"

-she explains everything-

stocking: ?!?!?

Yukio: "...That sword is from Hachirou..."

Rin: "Damn...Shura, I'm sorry. It's like a curse."

shura: yeah, dying young isnt fun at all...and i still need to have a kid too.......so if any of you know any cute guys~..

stocking: THIS ISNT SOMETHING TO JOKE ABOUT!

shura:..right...sorry....trying to lighten the mood...

Yukio: -_-;

Rin: "Then let's beat the shit out of Hachi and kill his ass!"

shura: cant. he's immortal.

Yukio: "And even in death, the contract with Shura would continue."

Rin: "Then hit his weak point! Or threaten him!"

shura: not much you can do about this, i'm afraid....*removing bandages* my injuries are healed now at least.

Rin: "?!" *looks at Stocking and Yukio* "Come on--help me out here! Don't you have some plan?"

stocking: im trying to think of something...

shura: just give it up. my fate's pretty much sealed.

Yukio: "..."

Rin: "BULLSHIT! You still have to be alive to teach me more! I need you here to help me kick Satan's ass!"

shura: ...heh *hair ruffle* you still got a long way to go...stocking, i hope you can forgive me for being a shitty tutor.

stocking: *wiping her eyes*

Rin: *shaking in anger and on the verge of crying*

shura: give shiro and mephisto my regards, ok?

Rin: "You have to be kidding me! I--"

Yukio: "Get some rest, Shura." *picks up Rin*

shura:....and stocking. thanks for being my friend.

stocking:...*nods* *exits, tears falling*

-elsewhere-

Inka: *looking in the mirror...tugs one of her eyelids*

sasori: what's up?

Inka: "...Is something off with my eyes? They look...different."

sasori:...huh, they do look a bit different.

Inka: "I wonder why...Puberty?"

sasori: maybe it's a side affect of the adora burst?

Inka: "I wonder if it'll give me a growth spurt, too..." *tries to stretch herself* "URK!!!" *still stretching herself* "...Am I taller?"

-elsewhere-

Kafka: *looking at his right arm* "..." *rotates his shoulders*

-a game can be heard being played on the tv-

Kafka: "???" *checks*

walter 2: hello~

walter 3: hello~

walter 5: hello~

Walter Prime: "Hey!"

Kafka: "... ... ...What the hell are they doing here?"

walter 2 + 3 + 5: playing smash.

Walter Prime: "I'm kicking butt!"

Kafka: "..." *facepalm* "This just seems...insulated. Don't any of you--I mean you--have other people to play against?"

walter 3: maybe

Kafka: "..." *sighs, reclines in a chair, just staring at the screen blankly*

walter 5:.....so did you confess to etta yet?

Kafka: *covers his face, groans*

walter 5: i take that as a no then.

Kafka: "...It's probably too soon. We almost got killed by our abilities...She knows I'm this unclean...bug. I'm gross."

walter 2: never know if ya dont try.

Kafka: "..." *stands up, exits*

-elsewhere-

Chisato: *sitting with the others in the Principal's office*

headmaster: i assume you all know why you're here?

arisa: nishinaka started it!

headmaster: ...not that. you've been tasked by the hoozuki's DWMA branch to investigate the ripper murders during your patrols.

Chisato: "Us? That's..." *inhales* "We will take this mission seriously!"

headmaster: you'll also be assisted by a veteran magical girl from death city. feel free to introduce yourself.

sayaka: hey, im sayaka miki nic-

arisa: *SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*

sayake: -ce to meet...you...

arisa: oh, my, gee, i am SUCH a huge fan!

sayaka: d'aww. (*SQUEEEE* I HAVE FANS! >w<)

Matsuri: "Yay, new friend!"

Chisato: -_-; "Could we maintain some semblance of integrity?"

sayaka: r-right, right. *ahem* so basically, i'm gonna be joining you gals on your patrols for a while.

haruka: how nice.

arisa: *INHALE* im good, im totally not gonna faint.

Matsuri: *offers a brown paper bag* ^^;

-elsewhere-

Rin: *crosses his arms* "..."

stocking:........

Yukio: "True Cross won't have reinforcements until later tonight--the weather is getting worse."

Rin: "Goddamn it...Why can't Shura just cancel this contract..."

stocking: i feel so helpless....i just wish i could speak to this 'hachirou' and give them a piece of my mind!

Yukio: "If we could only convince him to cancel the contract and free Shura...But like Hachirou, she's too proud."

Rin: "..." *sniffs* *looks around* "???"

gilda: !!!

Rin: "You felt it too, right?"

Yukio: "???"

stocking: *opens the door* !!!!!!!!! s-she's not there!

-meanwhile-

shura:...ngh....nhuh?

???: "Welcome back."

shura: hachirou?

Hachirou: *stares at her with multiple eyes* "You have healed."

shura:....?! w-why cant i move?

Hachirou: "One look into our eyes, and we can keep you in place."

shura: tch- you cant just keep me prisoner here just because _you_ are. plus you have that yuki onna around now, so shouldnt that keep you busy? i may look like your beloved tatsuko, but im not _actually_ her!

Hachirou: "You are Tatsuko--"

shura: the name is Shura Kirigakure! live with it!

Hachirou: "Be quiet!" *walks down the steps* "You are ours..."

???: like hell she is!

shura: ?! *turns*

stocking: CROSS-SLASH!

Hachirou: *knocked back* "Wh-What abomination is this thing..."

shura: stocking!

stocking: you ok?

shura: y-yeah. you really shouldnt'a come here.

*something appears over Stocking's shoulder, coming at her fast--*

stocking: i wanted to, you're my friend... !!! *turns*

*a snake explodes from Hachirou's body, like an arm, wrapping around Stocking's body and biting down*

stocking: *screams out* GAH!

shura: !!!!

Rin: "Stocking!" *leaps, slashing at the snake* "Let go of her!"

Yukio: *aims--*

Hachirou: *already on top of him, smashing their foot into Yukio's head into the snow*

stocking: *struggling to break free*

Hachirou: *wraps snakes around Rin and Stocking* "Cease your movements. Tatsuko, I thought you better than to put others in danger for your sake."

Rin: *trying to bite the snake* *NOM GNARL GROWL*

Hachirou: *looks at Shura's hair* "...A flame that attracts such moths..."

shura: *glares*

stocking: *trying to cut herself free*

Rin: *flames on* "GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!"

Hachirou: *lets out a loud hiss, the fire and Stocking's angelic and demonic properties overwhelming Hachirou for a moment*

stocking: *SLICE*

Rin: *rolls down the hill before he regains his footing*

Hachirou: "AH!" *slams a snake arm at Stocking's head*

stocking: !!! *dodge*

Yukio: *still under Hachirou's foot* "Stop this..."

Hachirou: "We will no longer wait...Tatsuko, we proceed."

shura: he's just a kid!

Rin: "AH!" *swings, slicing the snake arm that is attacking Stocking*

stocking: thanks.

Hachirou: "They hardly look like kids. And if they are, what does that make you, Tatsuko? Has age made you feel guilt for these humans, these abominations?"

Rin: "Any time...Now let's slice him until there's nothing left!"

shura: i told you, i'm not tatsuko!

Hachirou: "...Wait..." *lets out a chuckle* "Oh, I see...They are hybrids...Interesting...With such properties...I could use them for breeding."

Yukio: "?!"

Rin: ._.; "...Oh, fuck no, you nasty fuck."

stocking: I MAY BE INTO TENTACLES, BUT THAT DOESNT CHANGE THE FACT THAT I'M MARRIED, YOU SHIT!

shura:....waaaay too much info.

Hachirou: "...Tatsuko. Move here." *steps off of Yukio, kicking him over to his back*

Yukio: *gasps, groans...* "I-I can't move..." *struggling to lift his hand to his firearm*

shura: NO WAY! im not gonna do _that_! he's way too young for me.

Hachirou: "NOW!"

Rin: "Oh, fuck this noise--" *swings his blade--* *SLICE*

Hachirou: "AH!"

Rin: "Stocking! Together!"

stocking: right, heaven and hell. REPENT MOTHERFUCKER!

Rin: "AHHHH!" *brings down the sword from above, while Stocking kicks Hachirou up and slices from below*

Hachirou: *groans, but laughing* "You foolish brats! Look at her! Tatsuko is getting old! Her life force ebbs even as you persist with this foolish endeavor! She will die once the contract is complete--"

Rin: "Shura's going to live even older than that!" *slice, slash*

shura: ......

Hachirou: *grabs Rin by the tail--*

Rin: "OW!"

Hachirou: *flings him into Stocking*

stocking: GRK-

shura: hachirou! stop this!

Hachirou: "Why should I? When this is over, you will live on through your children...A phoenix reborn, over and over..."

stocking: and how do you think _she_ feels?!

shura: !!

Hachirou: "We know how she feels. The desperation to keep living. The desire for something more beyond this isolated world. Her loneliness...She is what I want."

Yukio: "...'I'? What happened to 'we'?"

Hachirou: *constricts snakes around Stocking and Rin*

stocking: !!!! grk-

Rin: *gasping, his face going blue*

shura: please, stop this!

Hachirou: "Not as long as you live."

shura:....alright then. *aims the sword at her neck*

stocking: !!! SHURA, DONT!!

Hachirou: "?!" *lets go of them* "Put that down--"

Rin: "Son of a...Shura, stop! We'll...We'll think of something! Bro! Do something!"

Yukio: "...Shura, put it down..."

shura: if i die now, i can end this. for your sakes.

stocking: that wont solve anything!

Yukio: "...I know another way. One where you don't have to die."

shura: ?                            

Yukio: "Hachiroutarou!" *offers his hand* "Will you form a contract with me?"

shura: !!!

Rin: "?!"

Hachirou: "..."

Yukio: "It would be to your advantage, and to mine. If you continue to force her--" *gestures to Shura* "--she will kill herself. That is not what you want."

Hachirou: "...Your terms?"

stocking:...

Yukio: "Free Shura from the demon sword contract--and give it to me, along with the regenerative ability of her blood. In exchange, you will not have to worry about conceiving a child. I will conceive one for you."

Hachirou: "..."

Rin: *epic squick face* "...Wha?"

stocking:...what.....the.....fuck....

gilda: *looking at a book on genetics*... ??

Hachirou: "...What did you say--"

Yukio: "Oh, I'm sorry--did I stutter? I'll repeat: you want another child with Tatsuko. To do so would simply make you a pale imitation of your true hydra form. But if had me conceive a child with her, you avoid that step of debasing yourself to a lowly human or lowly human-demon form. As well, your fixation on hypnotizing your victims--I mean, your intended? It is...Well, it's beneath you. I, however, already have a close, intimate relationship with Shura--"

Rin: *INTERNAL SCREAMING*

stocking: WHAT?!

Rin: "THIS IS SOME SICK SHIT, BRO!"

stocking: AND WHAT WOULD SHIEMI THINK?!

shura: hey, this is no time to be gambling my life for the sake of ships!

Yukio: *ignoring them* "--so it is easy for Shura and me to engage in congress to conceive a child."

Hachirou: "...That's not why you want this. The real reason is...you want my demonic power." *points at Shura, Rin, and Stocking* "You're envious of them."

stocking: oxo;

shura: ....

Rin: "...Wait..." *slight smirk* "Nah...Nah! Yukio, you're not--..." *he stops smiling* "...No...Yukio! You can't be serious! This can't be about--"

Yukio: "Rin...I'm sorry. I want to become stronger. And with Hachirou--"

Rin: "No! This is not you! Think of us! Think of Shiemi--"

*BANG*

stocking: !!!

Rin: *collapsed, shot in his chest, bleeding*

stocking: RIN!!!

Yukio: *not even looking at Rin* "Shura...A pointless death does not suit you. You can still be of use to me. You've been...kind to me all this time. I don't want you suffering from hypnosis for some rape, or to die by suicide. I promise, I'll treat you well."

shura:....

stocking: yukio.....im sorry....but this is too much. *aims sword*

Yukio: "...Stocking..." *aims his gun* "Don't. Rin can survive that bullet. You won't."

stocking: yukio, do you _really_ want to be threatening your boss's daughter?

Yukio: "With this power, he won't be my boss. And True Cross will have a new lord: Hachiroutarou."

Hachirou: "..."

stocking: why you son of a-

*BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG*

stocking: *collapses*

shura: !!!!!!!!!!!! yukio! h-how could you?!

Yukio: "Well, my lord?"

Hachirou: "..." *chuckles* "I like you. Very well."

*snakes wrap around Shura, holding her in place against a tree*

shura: yukio, please, you dont have to do this!

Yukio: "This is for your own good, Shura. Consider it a blessing."

*one snake forms a hand, a finger touching the mark atop Shura's chest*

shura:....im not going to forgive you for this. just so you know.

Yukio: *silent*

*the mark is pulled from Shura's skin, tugging at her body and soul*

shura: grk-

*the mark is ripped from Shura*

shura: *screams out*

Hachirou: "Now, my charge...Kneel."

Yukio: "..." *gets on his knees*

Hachirou: *takes Yukio's shirt--and rips it open, bringing a finger to his chest* "Ah...I haven't been so excited since Tatsuko..."

Yukio: "Thank you, my lord. Like a phoenix, rising from the ashes--"

*SLICE*

Hachirou: "!!!" *coughs up blood*

Rin: "I'M RIGHT BEHIND YOU!"

Hachirou: *gasps*

-SLASH-

*Hachirou's head...rolls off his shoulders*

Yukio: "..." *smiles* "Good work."

stocking: *wipes blood off*

shura: WHAT?! b-but, you were both shot!

stocking: bullet-proof vest~

Rin: "...Wait, what?! Yukio didn't give me one!" *pulls up his shirt, showing a vitamin bullet lodged in his chest* "Yukio, you jerk!"

Yukio: *shrugs* "I only had one!"

shura:......

Yukio: "..." *looks at Shura* "You are now free."

-the blizzard intensifies-

Rin: "??? Oh, right--the Yuki-thingie. Well, we can deal with that...Hard to see now, though...I--GRK!"

stocking: !!

Yukio: "Rin--" *his voice is muffled--before something sounds like it was slammed into the snow*

???: "Unacceptable...Unforgivable!"

stocking: ?!

*something is seen rising from the snow...and it wraps around Shura*

shura: ?!?!?!

???: "You thought your flames and powers were enough? You haven't sliced off all my heads!"

stocking:....aw shit.

*a snake monster--the hydra's true form--towers over them, refusing to let go of Shura*

Hachirou: "FREEZE THEM ALL!"

stocking: well NOW what?

Yukio: "Rin should've burned him when he had the chance!"

Rin: "How is this my fault?! You shot me!"

stocking: now's not the time for sibling squabbles!

Yukio: *grunts* "Rin, burn it, but don't look into its hypnotic eyes. Stocking and I will give you cover."

stocking: *swords out*

Rin: *nods* *runs alongside Hachirou, making burning slices at its sides*

Hachirou: *swinging its tendrils--its eyes meeting Rin's*

Rin: "..." *collapses*

stocking: RIN! DX<

Yukio: "Damn it...How do you slice something when you need to see it?"

???: "Just be faster than its sight!"

Yukio: "..." -_____-#

stocking: ?!

*WHOOSH*

Shima: *waves* "Howdy!"

stocking:......*PUNCH*

Yukio: "...I knew he was in the room next to us the entire time. That's why I threatened to fail him...But no, no one listens to me..."

Shima: X__X

Rin: *lying next to Shima* X_X

stocking: sowwy~ there was a bug~ ^^#

gilda: >~<

Shima: *bounces up, with a black eye* "Hey! I was in the same hot spring inn, undercover on YOUR DAD'S ORDERS--and I never once peeped on you, and this is the thanks I get! ..." *looks Stocking up and down* "You're looking well~"

-PUNCH-

stocking: so sorry~ there was another bug~ ^^##

Shima: X_X *two black eyes*

Yukio: "...I'll wake him up..." *scoops up snow--and shoves it down his pants*

Shima: "AAAAAAH! I'm up!"

Yukio: "You wait until now to show up?!"

gilda: *shaking rin* >^<;;

Shima: "I was...busy." >_>;

stocking:......*SUPLEX CITY BITCH*

Rin: @w@ "No, Pops--you added too much garlic..." *shakes himself awake* "...Gilda? ...Shura!"

Shima: X______X

stocking: hmmm.... *lightbulb* i have an idea, rin, use this! *hands him a pocket mirror*

Rin: "Oh, like the gorgon!"

Yukio: "...You know _that_ story?"

Rin: "I know things!"

Hachirou: *roars* "YOU ARE MINE FOREVER!"

shura: ...... (what was.....i born for?)

Hachirou: "I AM TIRED OF BEING ALONE! I WILL KEEP YOU FOREVER! YOUR CHILDREN FOREVER! NOW, SLEEP WITH ME!"

shura:.....alright.....you win......

Hachirou: "...GOOD. INCREASE THE BLIZZARD! HIDE OUR PATH!" *slithers towards the lake...*

{shura: *looking up at the clouds on a hill*}

{Fujimoto: "There you are--Woo! What stinks?!"}

{shura: ...wasnt me.}

{Fujimoto: "That cigarette in your mouth, smart ass!"}

{shura: didnt _you_ used to smoke, ya crate of hippos?}

{Fujimoto: "I stopped years ago, but the stress you cause me makes me want to start! ...'Hippos'?"}

{shura: you know, hypocrite? it was a play on words.}

{Fujimoto: -_-# "You can be that clever, yet I keep getting reports about..." *flips through his notes* " 'Skipped 3 days of classes. Drinking on the roof.' Then you were partying until 4 AM, somehow super-glued Mephisto's desk to his ceiling--Wait..." *looks up* "...How...did you even..."}

{shura: really good super-glue.}

{Fujimoto: "..." *lets out a laugh, sits next to her* "...How old are you now? 30? 40? 108?"}

{shura:.........why're you here? just to lecture me more?}

{Fujimoto: "...Mephisto is kicking you out of True Cross. Your education is done."}

{shura: WHAT?!}

{Fujimoto: "There's no point to it. Take the degree and leave. You're bored in class, you don't like being stifled, and I'm sick of coddling you--Go get a job."}

{shura: well maybe i dont _want_ a job! >3<# you sound like an old curmudgeon! ......it's cause of those kids, isnt it? they've changed you.}

{Fujimoto: "Shura...Is this how you want to spend the rest of your life?"}

{shura: so? im gonna die young anyway, so why should i even care anymore? besides. *looks at the sky, silent tears falling* i dont even know why i'm alive to begin with...}

{Fujimoto: "..." *pats her shoulder* "I know...You just have to live. I want you to live. It's okay to be alive. You deserve to be alive."}

{shura: how can _you_ know that?}

{Fujimoto: "...Because I have to tell myself that every day."}

shura:.....(is it really....)

Hachirou: *pulls her and himself into the lake*

shura: .....*spots something* ?? (is that-)

stocking: the target's straight ahead!

Rin: "Then shoot me at it!" *blindfolded with his own scarf*

shura: !!!

stocking: *flings him* dont forget to use the mirror!

Rin: "Riiiiiiiiiight!" *SPLASH* ("CHEESE AND CRACKERS, IT'S COLD AS BALLS!")

shura: rin?!

stocking: HEY, SCALES! OVER HERE!

Hachirou: <WHAT?!>

Rin: *keeping his mouth shut, as he slices through the path of Hachirou's back*

Hachirou: <ARG! THE BLUE FLAMES! IT BURNS!>

shura: !!!!

Rin: ("Okay, that's been enough seconds...I should be near the head...") *pulls down his scarf, keeps swimming, pulls out the mirror* ("I can't hold my breath forever...") *looks through the mirror--and sees a giant eye* "?!" ("There it is!")

Hachirou: <SPAWN OF SATAN! I WILL KILL YOU!>

stocking: RIN! THE MIRROR!

Rin: *closes his eyes, swings the blade--and lands at Hachirou's neck*

Hachirou: <ARG! STOP! TATSUKO! MAKE HIM STOP!>

shura: !! YOU GOT THIS RIN!

Rin: *screaming underwater, as he completes the cut, beheading Hachirou*

Hachirou: *inhuman screaming, its tendrils holding onto Shura...until their grip lessens*

shura: !!!

stocking: *dives in and flies back out with shura*

shura: *cough cough*

Hachirou: <TATSUKO...I DON'T WANT TO DIE...>

stocking: if you really did love her, you wouldnt force her into this!

Hachirou: <TATSUKO...DON'T LEAVE ME...>

Rin: *coughing up water*

shura:......i really do feel sorry for you....

Hachirou: <...>

*something explodes from the water--its the head of Hachirou*

Rin: "Oh, come on..."

shura: !!!!

Hachirou: *opens its mouth, tentacles erupting out, tying up Shura* <YOU ARE MINE! ALL OF YOU! YOUR HAIR! YOUR ARMS! YOUR LEGS! ALL OF YOU IS OURS!">

shura: grk-

Rin: "Shura!" *summons more blue flames* "Come on! Burn up already!"

Rin: "Shura!" *summons more blue flames* "Come on! Burn up already!"

Yukio: "Its regeneration exceeds the rate of Rin's flames..."

stocking: shit...

Yukio: "...We're out of options. Shima. Yamantaka can sever those tentacles--"

Shima: O_O; "Come on! It'll kill me!"

Yukio: "Not literally--so do it."

stocking: make yourself useful for once, shima.

Rin: "I'll make as many flames as I can! Stocking, catch her when Shima slices her loose!"

stocking: right!

Shima: "You're all crazy! Why so reckless over this?!"

stocking: because she's our friend!

Yukio: "..." *grabs Shima by the collar* "And she is reckless, too."

Shima: "..." *gulps*

Hachirou: <NEVER FEAR...WE'LL BE TOGETHER FOREVER...>

shura: grk-....will......you......

Hachirou: <WILL I...?>

-SLICE SLICE SLICE-

shura: SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY!?!?!?

Hachirou: <ARG! YOU ROTTEN TROLLOP! I'LL-->

*blue flames cover Hachirou*

Hachirou: *screams*

Shima: "He's too fast--" *swinging his staff*

Yukio: *firing--until he is captured by a tentacle* "GRK!"

shura: yukio! *SLICE*

Yukio: *coughs...it's knocked out*

stocking: rin, shura, let's triple threat this big bad!

shura: sounds like a plan!

Rin: "I got one more in me..."

Hachirou: "Tatsuko...Don't..."

shura: for the last fucking time *slices her ponytail off* IM SHURA, MOTHERFUCKING, KIRIGAKURE!

-TRI-BLADE ATTACK-

Hachirou: "NOOOOOOOOoooo..."

*an explosion of snow and blue flames covers all...*

Yukio: *collapsed in the snow*

stocking: *pants*

Rin: "...I-I'm done..." *gets on his knees* "Woo..."

shura: ha...ha....

*from the snow...something slithers...*

stocking:....is that?

shura:....huh...tiny little thing, isnt he?

*a small snake, sliced along its side, emerges*

Snake: ._. "..." *slithers away*

-net'd-

gilda: gotcha.

Snake: ._.

shura:.......................GILDA CAN TALK?!?!

gilda: ^^;

Rin: "I know, right..." *falls on his side* "When we get back...just dunk me in the hot spring...Clothed...I want to heat up..."

-the blizzard seems to have stopped-

Rin: "...What? _Now_ the snow stops?"

gilda: i-i convinced her......to go to sapporo....to hibernate.....

stocking: that's good to know.

Rin: "...MVP, Gilda..."

gilda: ^w^

Shima: "...Is it safe to come out now?"

shura: should be.

Shima: "WOO! Okay, good work, team! ...Wow, Shura, the new hair...Kind of boyish, but hot!"

shura: yeah, plus it should be cooler with it being summer soon.

Shima: ^w^ "Great! Pools, bikinis, water slides, bikinis--"

-PUNCH-

Shima: *dead*

stocking: golly~! what's with all the bugs up here~? ^^####

Rin: *still lying down* "Thank you..."

Yukio: "...Shura..."

shura: hm?

Yukio: "...Back there...I was only...I didn't mean it. I would never..."

shura: oh, what, are you too good for me or something?

Yukio: O\\\\O; "N-No! That's not it at all!"

Rin: *back on his feet* "You better not hook up with Shura! Shiemi will murder you! Besides, Shura's like our sister! Our really older sister!"

shura: ah, im just bullshitting you, four-eyes! and rin's technically right. 737; in a way.

Rin: ^w^ "Great! So, now that you're not dead, you can get back to teaching us!"

shura: yeah, and stocking's tutoring....

Yukio: ^^; *clutching his arm...*

gilda:..a-are you....ok?

Yukio: "I...think I'll need medical attention. I feel like I broke it--"

*a helicopter is heard overhead*

Rin: *looks up* "?!"

stocking: huh, how convenient.

Yukio: "They did say True Cross would be here by tonight..."

Shima: *leaps up* "I made sure to call them for assistance, too! Aren't you happy I came~?"

stocking: well, we should probably head back to the inn now.

shura: sounds like a plan.

Yukio: *struggles to move*

shura: hey, you ok?

Rin: "...I can stay to check--"

gilda: *still has hachirou in the net*

Shima: "I'll stay until the True Cross medics see to Mr. Okumura~ It's the laest I can do, my fair beauty~"

Snake: ._.

stocking: *walking away* i dont think kid will take to kindly to you flirting with me.

Shima: ^^; "...It's fine, right? Her husband isn't the jealous sort, is he?"

Yukio: "He'll kill you without regret."

Shima: ._______.;

shura: and given that he is a shinigami, he could probably revive you just to kill you again.

Rin: *limping* "...I'm glad you're here, Shura."

Shima: Q_____Q "...I think I need medical now. I'll wait here with Yukio..."

-elsewhere-

Asher: *reviewing the grocery list* "..."

cassidy: anything else we need?

Asher: "...Um...I think Izumi's having a rough time..." *looks at cookies*

cassidy: oh?

Asher: "She's gotten more quiet. I think something must be up about this time of year." *grabs the cookies, puts back some chips they got for themselves*

cassidy: hmm...well, today is maka albarn's birthday.

Asher: "...Oh...I didn't..."

cassidy: it's fine.

Asher: "...I'll text her tomorrow, or see her for mentoring..."

cassidy: *nods*

Asher: "...I think I'm done."

cassidy: alright, lets head to the register then.

-elsewhere-

Cafeteria Cashier: "Hmm? Bare man? No--everyone who's been through here has been fully dressed."

genny: no, 'bear man' as in b-e-a-r.

Cafeteria Cashier: "Oooooooh...No, but I did see an ape. They bought a muffin and some iced tea."

naho: did you see where they went?

Cafeteria Cashier: "They went to the hall and left--they had on gym clothes and a basketball."

naho: thank you very much. let's go!

Cafeteria Cashier: ^^; *waves*

*there are still a few students roaming the halls*

naho: *looking around*

*The gym is empty...Looks like basketballs were put away...The doors to the locker rooms are open...There's an empty DWMA mascot uniform in the corner--an exaggerated big-head Lord Death suit that a student wears for games*

lei-lei: hmmm.... *points to a door*

*no sound from inside...*

lei-lei: they're in there. i can feel the ki of two people...

genny:...'chi'? you mean soul perception?

lei-lei: same thing!

naho: *opens the door*

*it's dark inside...there's a light switch by the door*

naho: *flips the switch*

*looks to be sports equipment...bin of baseballs, bin of towels, stacks of track hurdles...*

-the three start looking-

naho: *checks the baseballs*

genny: *checks the towels*

lei-lei: *checks the hurdles*

*When Genny pulls back a towel, she is greeted by a horse's head*

genny: *SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM*

*a head pops out of the towels*

???: "Who's that?!"

naho: !?

???: "..." *lifts the towel, revealing someone* "Oh, Enrique! My horse mask!"

genny: found him.

Enrique: *pops up behind thehurdles* "Gou?"

lei-lei: awww, how cute!

Enrique: *holds up arms*

???: "Thanks~ I try to moisturize--"

genny: TMI!

???: -_-; *puts back on the horse head--it's obviously Tezca* "How did you find us?"

lei-lei: questioning and soul perception.

Tezca: " 'Soul perception'?! Darn it, that's too easy!"

-elsewhere-

Free: *staring at a wall* "..." *sighs*

milia: ~?

Free: "..." *musses her hair*

milia: *giggle*

Free: "Sorry, kiddo--Just thinking about clans..."

milia: ah.

Free: *shrugs* "Sorry I don't have a big family like Eruka does."

milia: it's ok, papa. i understand how it feels to be lonely too...

Free: *nods* "..." *pat pat*

milia: ^^

-elsewhere-

Dabi: *in a school uniform* "...I hate this."

himiko: i think it's kinda cute!

Twice: *in a schoolgirl uniform* "YES! ..."

banshee: ^^;

Mustard: -_-; "I prefer my own uniform...This one lacks the seriousness befitting me."

tomura: too stuffy....and why plaid pants?

Dabi: "Some poor colorblind bastard."

banshee: let's try and focus on the objective for now.

Dabi: "Right. The coordinates point to that school, so if it's got some connection to what the painting is hiding, we'll find it there."

-elsewhere-

Yukio: *in a hospital bed* "..."

Shima: *cutting up an apple* "Thought Rin would do this for you..."

yukio: he's still recovering too.

Shima: "Jeez--broken bones in your arms and ribs...Was that because of Shura's hug?"

yukio: that's-

Shima: "Or was it because you were so desperate to get that hydra's power?"

yukio: that was an act.

Shima: "Pretty convincing act...You must've been drawing upon something really real, something visceral, to get that kind of performance to trick even me..."

yukio:...what are you saying?

Shima: "Well, when I have to do my spy thing, I usually base what I'm doing in some basis of truth--some real life experience, some real desire. Helps make the performance seem real. And if you wanted that power, and if you wanted to surpass Rin..." -3- "And if you wanted to get Shura pregnant~<3 Then I guess you kind of wanted some of that..."

yukio: =_=##

Shima: "Good thing you injured yourself like you did, though. Maybe that'll give you a reprieve from such suicidal training methods you've been practicing."

yukio: ?!?!

Shima: "What, you think a spy wouldn't notice? If you're going to be that reckless, I can think of less dangerous methods. Hell, if you're going to be reckless, you might as well join the Illuminati..."

yukio:..........

-elsewhere-

stocking: *ACHOO*

shura: *sniff* =~=;;

Rin: =_= "This sucks..."

True Cross Nurse: "Yes. Who could have imagined that jumping into freezing water would give underdressed people a cold..." -_-;

stocking: and i was hoping to enjoy the sights of aomori too..

True Cross Nurse: "I'll pick you up a pamphlet..."

Rin: -_-; "Rude pain in the..." *looks around* "How's Gilda holding up?"

nurse: xey're doing alright. it will take time for xem to heal...

gilda: *bandaged up, out cold*...adri.....an....

Rin: "..." *sighs* "Good for xem dealing with the snake..."

nurse: i dont think the snake did this damage....i think xey were attacked by a 3rd party...

-elsewhere-

Todo: "Report?"

pazuzu: i got the little snakey right here~ *holds hachirou up in a little pet carrier*

Snake: "Ssss..." ._.;

Todo: "Excellent. Did you have any difficulty?"

pazuzu: not really~ i did see an old friend.....i enjoyed beating xem to a pulp~<3

Todo: "...Let me ask you something. Did you _need_ to beat xem to a pulp? Could you have done this mission faster, more efficiently?"

pazuzu: =3= what, just having a bit of fun on the job~

Todo: "This is work, not fun. If you want 'fun,' do it on your off-time."

pazuzu: 737

Todo: "Let's get the specimen into holding...I'm sure someone will be happy with this."

???: todo, are you there?

Todo: "..." *answers* "Yes, sir--I am here."

lucifer: the knights of true cross are paying special attention to the immortal demons. it's becoming more difficult to obtain materials. worst case scenario, we may need to prepare father's body with what we already have.

Todo: "..." *nods* "I understand. I am recruiting the Chosen."

-elsewhere-

Chisato: *looking around* "Nothing yet..."

-a figure is seen running into an alley-

Chisato: "..." *following*

??: your soul gem...give it to me.

Chisato: "Sorry, but that would be breaking the rules..." *fighting pose*

???: *wielding a flaming sword* then you leave me no choice. *charges*

Chisato: "!!!" *takes out her pistol, aims, and fires*

???: *slashing*

Chisato: *still firing but backing up, trying to find an exit* ("Damn it...She's insane!")

???: *jumps up, bringing her sword down*

Chisato: "!!!" *takes out both guns, firing both--but her back hits the wall as ??? comes down at her--*

-WHACK-

Chisato: *she's knocked down*

???: your soul gem....give it to me....i dont intend to steal it, i just want to see it.

Chisato: "N-No...Please, no..."

???: *examining*.....hm.....looks legit...you got lucky.

Chisato: "What? What was the point of this...?"

???: *walking away* you should learn how to spot fakes. *flees*

Chisato: "Wait..." *trying to get up, but too weak* "Get back..."

arisa: chisato!!

Chisato: "Get her...She's running away."

arisa: *scythe out*

haruka: we should probably get chisato to safety first. it would be bad to go alone.

arisa: but—

Chisato: *collapses*

arisa: !!! *picking chisato up* come on, sayaka will heal you!

-elsewhere-

stocking: *wearing a medical face mask* and that's my report.

Mephisto: "Thank you, sweetie--I know this is difficult, notwithstanding your medical recovery."

stocking: yeah. it's a lot to take in...

Mephisto: "Best to sleep on it--you will have time when you get back to consider it further."

stocking:....yeah. night dad. love ya.

Mephisto: "I love you too, sweetie. Get some rest."

stocking: see ya. *hangs up*......*dials kid*

Kid: "Stocking!"

stocking: hey kid. how're you holding up?

Kid: "I-I'm fine. I heard from others--Are you okay?"

stocking: more or less- *ACHOO* *COUGHING* gleugh... =~=;;

Kid: "Aw...Are the doctors treating you well?"

stocking: yeah. today's been crazy...i really wish you were here.

Kid: "...If you ever need me, I can be there immediately..." *holds a hand up to the webcam*

stocking: yeah. i cant wait to get home. just imagine it, you waiting at the airport, i come back and you pick me up and spin me around.

Kid: *smiles* "It'll be reality soon enough...I love you."

stocking: love you too, always.

Kid: *smiles* "Sleep well. I'll talk with you tomorrow. Please, be safe."

-morning-

Chisato: "..."

Arisa: so that’s what happened.

sayaka: hmm, that does sound suspicious.

Chisato: "She was relentless until she saw my gem."

arisa: it's the ripper, it _has_ to be!

Chisato: "Perhaps...We can't be irrational how we approach this..."

arisa: but think about it, the ripper has been targeting magical girls, and attacked you, i dont think it's just coincidence.

Chisato: "How do you suggest we proceed?"

sayaka: we should probably keep an eye out for this person.

Chisato: "I wish I had more information to help..."

-elsewhere-

haruka: .....

{???: "Time to wake up, little sister."}

haruka: nngh.....

{???: "You can wake...buT I CAN't..." *grabs Haruka's shoulders, leans in*}

haruka: !!!!!!!!!

{*this woman's pale fingers grip Haruka's shoulders...this woman's eyes are pitch black...what is coming out of her eyes? Is that...ink?*}

{woman: murderer, murderer MURDERER MURDERER MURDERER MURDERER-}

haruka: !!! *trying to break free* k-kanata, stop it!

???: "Haruka! Wake up!"

haruka: *bolts up and yelps, panting*

*It's one of her maids*

Maid: "It's okay...You just had a bad dream..."

haruka:...r-right...

Maid: "...May I bring you anything? Water?"

haruka:...y-yes. i'll be in the shower then.

Maid: "As you wish." *exits*

haruka:.....

-elsewhere-

miyuri: *peeeeeek* is it ready yet? is it ready yet?

Chuuya: "Just a little more...These things take perfection."

miyuri: okaaaaay. *sitting on the kitchen bar stool, swinging her legs*

sonia: *packing some things into the boxes*

Chuuya: "Want some juice?"

miyuri: ??

Chuuya: "Orange? Or grape juice?"

miyuri: ????

Chuuya: "..." *pours a small amount of orange juice into a glass with a straw* "Try some."

miyuri:....*sniff* ....*siip* mm, it's good!

Chuuya: ^^ *pours more* "Drink up."

miyuri: *siiiip* ^w^

sonia: i'll have milk.

Chuuya: "You got it." *pours some milk* "No chocolate?"

sonia: maybe another day.

Chuuya: "Okay." *sets out french toast*

miyuri: oooooh! *shiny eyes*

sonia: it smells delicious, papa!

Chuuya: "I hope so." *sets out maple syrup* "Dig in!"

sonia: thanks for the food. *nom*

miyuri: *nom!* mmmm~ yum!! ^^

Chuuya: *smiles* "How's packing going?"

sonia: i think most everything's packed up now.

Chuuya: "Excellent. We'll be able to visit today."

miyuri: YAAAAAY! ^o^

Chuuya: "I hope you'll like it...Should be lovely rooms."

-elsewhere-

Viktor: *wiping a cloth over his magnifying glass*

Vulcan: "What's wrong--been studying the wood pattern under your desk too intently?"

Viktor: "Ha ha--funny. No, an organized desk is a perfect desk. What's wrong, haven't figured out how to make the toilet have an animal theme?"

Vulcan: "HA! I already figured that out!" *playful shoulder jab*

nozomi: ^^;

Akitaru: "Good to see them getting along..."

Takehisa: "Hmm...Is that what you call it?"

tamaki:....

*a scream is heard from the bathroom*

Vulcan: "Oh, hey--someone found the new toilet!"

tamaki: oh my god, i thought that was a joke.

Vulcan: *serious face* "I never joke about the animals."

tamaki: ok, ok. sheeh.

Petra: *screaming* "WHY IS THE TOILET A HIPPO'S FACE?!"

-elsewhere-

Kid: *in the kitchen with a mixing bowl, reviewing a recipe* "Hmm...Is that going to be enough sugar..."

shiori: wha kid doin?

Kid: "Baking. I wanted to see which kind of cake I could make when Stocking gets home." *smiles*

shiori: have some? *reaches hands out*

Kid: "Not yet, unfortunately--raw cake batter can be dangerous to eat..."

shiori: *pout*

Kid: ^^; "You can have some cake as soon as I finish baking, though."

shiori: *hugs his leg* thank you.

Kid: *head pats* "You're welcome. Let me just finish mixing together the ingredients..." *takes the mixer, plugs it in* "You can taste some of the frosting when we put it on."

-elsewhere-

Joker: "Is she behaving herself?"

scarlet: well....

nana: *hiding under her bed, snarling*

scarlet:.....it's a work in progress.

Joker: "Oh dear..." *looks under the bed* "Nana~ If you come out, I'll give you a cookie!"

nana: *HISSSSSSSSSSSSSS* >n<

Joker: "Hmm...Do you want me to bring out the punching bag?"

nana: *backs up under the bed, still growling*

Joker: -_-; "This is harder than I thought...Hey, Red, how do you deal with kids?"

scarlet: ....hey kiddo, we arent going to hurt you, we promise.

nana: .....

Joker: *nods*

scarlet:....*sigh* my suggestion is maybe give her some time to adjust for now.

Joker: "Well, I'm hungry--I'm going to make something..."

scarlet:.....

Joker: *turns on the stove, sets out a bowl of water*

scarlet:....i think she's more scared than anything.

Joker: "..." *nods* "Understandably. She didn't have the best living environment."

scarlet: ...

Joker: "At least the food here will be better...An actual bed...Not getting...Well, you know."

scarlet:......*awkward back pat*

Joker: "Hey, don't get soft on me, Red." *awkward smile*

scarlet: just being sympathetic. dont expect a hug or anything.

Joker: "I wasn't." *smirks as he puts the pasta into the pot*

-elsewhere-

Mori: "Faster, faster--Move that desk to the left."

mafioso: -_-;

mafioso 2: it's going to take me days to get all our computer data back up to speed. -_-; you're lucky i have a recalling memory type ability.

Mafioso 3: "No one likes a braggart."

Mori: *looking outside the newly repaired window in his Mafia office, looking over Death City...smirks*

miura:......*glances at his hands*

Mori: *his hands are barely shaking*

miura:.......

Mori: "...You three--get to the reception area. The new furniture should arrive."

Mafioso 3: *sighs* *leaves*

-the other two exit-

miura:......sir-

Mori: *collapses onto the new couch*

miura: .....sir?

Mori: *covers his face* "What am I doing back here..."

miura:.....*sitting next to him*

Mori: "...I know why...To take control of this business. To exert my will again! ...Because I can't control myself..."

miura: *listening*

Mori: "...When I want something so badly, I obsess over it. Plan it...I didn't plan for the Rats, or my psychotic break. How do I account for that in the future to not be weak again..."

miura:...you're still only human, and making mistakes is normal. the best thing i could suggest is learn from those mistakes.

Mori: "...So, don't see them as mistakes...but as opportunities..."

miura: i suppose that's a way to view it.

Mori: "..." *smiles* "Perhaps there is something to be learned from 'Rintarou.'" *smirking...but there is still a quiver in that smirk*

miura:......

elise:.... im gonna go for a walk, is that cool?

Mori: "??? Where, Elise~?"

elise: -3-; just around the building. catch up with everyone and stuff, y'know?

Mori: *smiles* "Very well. Say hello to Higuchi for me."

elise: BRB~ *walks off* .................

Mori: *lies back down*

*Mafiosos roam the halls*

elise:......*looks ahead* hiiii, higuchi~ ^^

Higuchi: "Oh...Hello. How are you, Elise?"

elise: ok, i guess. getting used to everything....so Q told me you and gin adopted him.

Higuchi: *nods* "...We thought it was best to give him a more stable homelife."

elise: lucky for him....so, go on any trips lately?

Higuchi: "Just...out of town, more or less."

elise: out of the country, perhaps?

Higuchi: "Yes....?"

elise: and you even brought rintarou a little souvenir, how nice. ^^

Higuchi: "I hope so..."

elise: yeah, it's a very pretty doll.

Higuchi: "Does she remind you of anyone?"

elise: it look exactly like rintarou's doll...*gives a knowing look at her*

Higuchi: "...Yes, it does."

elise:....its kind of unfair. i've been with rintarou for over 30 years, and while he's changed, i havent...

Higuchi: "Why do you think that is?"

elise: because he refuses to grow-up completely. he unconsciously keeps me in this form to cling to his childhood. well he wouldnt _have_ to if his dad didnt mess everything up for him!

Higuchi: "So when you...weren't with him..."

elise: i could have come back whenever i wanted to, but i chose not to, i guess i was kind of mad at him for changing into a different person, and i still kind of am.

Higuchi: "Then why come back? He hasn't changed."

elise:...even with everything horrible he's done, deep down, i know he's still the same crybaby dork i remember.

Higuchi: "Hmm. Maybe you could awaken something else in him."

elise: maybe.....*rubs her eyes* i really miss the old rintarou....he was my best friend, and he still is.

Higuchi: "Do you think there's really any of that left in someone like him? After what he's done?"

elise: i think so. even so, im still part of his ability, so i'll stick with him until he dies.

Higuchi: "Hm. If you could, try to improve upon him." *leans down to eye level*

elise: what do you think i've been doing? =3=

Higuchi: "Try something different. Everything's not the same since we first left this place."

elise:.....do you think if he apologized for what he did to those girls, he'll be forgiven?

Higuchi: "I don't know that that would be enough."

elise:....right.

Higuchi: "...Well, I have to review inventory..."

elise: ok then, bye~ *walks off*

Higuchi: "..." *walks in the other direction*

gin: ......

Higuchi: "Hey. How's progress?"

gin: just about got everything unpacked.

Higuchi: "Good..." *rubs her arm*

gin: you ok, ichiyou?

Higuchi: "I spoke with Elise."

gin: i heard.

Higuchi: *small laugh* "Following me around?"

gin: *smirking under the mask* i just have really good hearing.

Higuchi: "Of course..." *sighs* "I can never forgive him."

gin: yeah... in all honesty, i preferred it when hirotsu was in charge.

Higuchi: *nods* "Maybe another time..." *shivers* "And I think it's his fault for what Elise has gone through."

gin: *hugs*

Higuchi: *hug, pat* "Thank you."

gin: any time.

Higuchi: "...Okay. Let's get this work done. We still have the training facility to re-design."

gin: yeah. i better get back to the weapon storeroom before katya talks everyone's ears off.

Higuchi: "Have fun...This is going to be a long day."

gin: yeah.

-elsewhere-

kirako: how does he sound, yosano?

Yosano: "Pretty well...All signs point to healthy."

kirako: that's good.

Yosano: "...How's the baby room coming along?" *writing in her chart*

kirako: it's doing well.

Yosano: "Is Dazai doing anything to help?"

kirako: mostly moving in furniture. we even found some wallpaper with sailboats on it and its going to look so cute! ^^

Yosano: *smiles* "Consider me surprised."

kirako: ^^; he's trying.

Yosano: "After his disappearing act while the rest of us were fighting on our own, I'm still suspicious." *picks up a bone-saw*

kirako: ^^;;

Yosano: "How're your feet holding up? Need anything?"

kirako: does back pain usually happen during pregnancy?

Yosano: "Yes, that is normal for many expecting parents...Are you keeping up with exercises, walking?"

kirako: *nods*

-elsewhere-

Mantis: *rubbing his face* "Ugh--what an annoying time..."

izzy: yeah no shit.

nailfile: my head's still reeling.

Mantis: "I was locked up with crazy people...At least you fought someone."

pixie: so what happened?

Mantis: "Yeah--you fought someone underground?"

-izzy explains most of what happened-

Mantis: "...Fucking clown people? Creepy."

pixie: yikes!

izzy: no shit.

Mantis: "...Did the clown even pay us?"

-elsewhere-

Saria: *unpacks her lunch* "What's everyone having?"

genny: im just having some fruit.

Asher: *pulls out a peanut butter sandwich*

Axel: *puts ketchup on his fries*

lukas: *he brought some mille feuille*

Kanin: "Oh, that looks fancy!" *smiles as he takes out some pasta, passes prepare lunch to Amelia*

Saria: "Really fancy!"

lukas: thank you.

Axel: "Anyone got summer plans?"

saria: my dads and i were planning to visit the grand canyon and mt zion national park.

Kanin: "Oh? Have you been before?"

-elsewhere-

Stein: "How do you think the new students are coming along?"

marie: they seem to be doing well.

Tezca: "Resourceful!" *shoves a stick of gum under his mask* "How about you two?"

-elsewhere-

Justin: *knocks on Arachne and Giriko's door*

arachne: may i help you- oh, you're that priest.

oriko: good afternoon, ma'am.

Justin: ^^; "Yes. Hello. I'm Justin Law. And this is Oriko." *holds up a bag* "Giriko asked us to bring this..."

arachne: i see. thank you. he's asleep right now.

Justin: "Ah..." *looks around* "You have a lovely home."

anna: *in her little play pen, plaing with blocks*

oriko: *tiny wave*

anna: abba?

Justin: "I see Anna's doing well..." *takes out of the bag some wrapped items*

arachne: ??

Justin: "Giriko said something about 'surprises' for his children..."

arachne: ^^

Giriko: *yawns* "Hey..." *stretches*

anna: is dada!

Giriko: "It's Dada!" *picks her up*

anna: *laughs*

Justin: "We picked them up..."

Giriko: "Oh, cool--cleaning stuff."

arachne: ^^;

Justin: "You...clean?" ._.;

oriko: ??

Giriko: "...I mean, more than I used to?"

arachne: old habits hard to break~?

Giriko: -^-; "I think I've cleaned up more...I don't leave beer bottles..."

arachne: *head pets* ^^

Giriko: -\\\\- *soft purr*

-elsewhere-

atsushi: *looking at vacation pamphlets*

Kyoka: "Ideas?"

atsushi: oh, check this out. 'standard island'.

Kyoka: "...If it's 'standard,' it sounds boring.”

atsushi: *sweatdrop*

Kyoka: "What is there to do?"

-elsewhere-

Rin: *knocks* "Yo, Stocking..."

stocking: *wearing a medical mask* come on in.

Rin: "How's recovery?" *he's still bandaged*

stocking: still a bit cold....say, you can control your flames now, right?

Rin: *nods* "Still getting the finer points, but at least I'm not burning people."

stocking: can you light your tail up a bit?

Rin: "??? Um...Like this?" *tries, getting a small fire on his tail*

stocking: *holds her hands up to the fire* ahhhh, nice and warm. ^w^

Rin: ._.; "Well...Happy to help?"

-elsewhere-

fani: why are we doing this again?

Meme: "I think it'll be good for you. Crona's nice..."

fani: *grumble* 7_7

Meme: *knocks on a door*

mami: yes? oh, meme. good to see you.

fani: *sniffs* !!!! the gorgon's spawn is in there!!

mami: !!!

Meme: "Fani!"

fani: hmph. >n<

mio: -_-; would it kill you to give someone a chance?

fani: for all i know, yes.

mio:...... *siiiiiiiiiiiigh*

Crona: "Hmm? Mami? Who's there?"

mami: meme and mio and someone named 'fani'.

fani: 7,7

Crona: "Oh! H-Hi, Meme, Mio." *smiles* "Nice to meet you, Fani..."

fani: you're one of gorgon's arent you?

mio: please excuse her, she has trust issues with humans.

fani: i dont need you speaking for me! >n<

Meme: *frowns at Fani*

Crona: "Oh...Um...Thanks for thinking of me as 'human'? I guess?"

fani: =~= why am i even here??

Crona: "??? Oh? Are you feeling sick?"

Meme: "Fani is...on probation with the DWMA."

Crona: "???"

mio: long story short, she's kind of a rogue witch.

Crona: "O-Oh...I'm sorry."

fani: .....

Crona: ^^; "So...I guess you invited Fani given my earlier...um...'probation' as well?"

mio: more or less, yeah. no offence.

Crona: "None taken...I'll make some tea, and we can talk."

-elsewhere-

Chuuya: "We're here."

miyuri: WOOOOOOOW!!!!

sonia: it's so big!

Chuuya: "Ready to check it out?" *holds up keys*

miyuri: what's all this green stuff out here??

Chuuya: "It's grass. A plant."

miyuri: *she starts rolling around in the grass* it's so sooooooft! =w=

sonia: ^^;

Chuuya: ("Glad they didn't put down pesticides...") "Well, just avoid the sprinklers..." *opens the door* "Come on, Miyuri--let's see the rooms."

miyuri: OK! *runs inside*

sonia: she seems pretty excited.

Chuuya: "I guess new experiences can do that..."

sonia: i guess so...seems she's been having a lot of those. i just hope she doesnt get hurt.

Chuuya: *sighs* *nods* "She'll need some boundaries...and supervision."

sonia: *nods* i'll try and help her calm down a bit more.

Chuuya: "Thank you..." *enters* "Miyuri? Where are you?"

miyuri: *pokes her head out of a small closet in the staircase* MIYURI FOUND THIS ROOM! ISNT IT COOL?? ^u^

Chuuya: ^^; "That’s the closet."

miyuri: ooooh, can this be miyuri and sonia's secret fortress?

sonia: ^-^;

Chuuya: "Maybe something softer--with pillows."

miyuri: a pillow fortress?

Chuuya: "Or a 'blanket fort'?"

sonia: why not both?

Chuuya: "Or a 'blanket fort'?"

sonia: why not both?

miyuri: *GASP* CAN WE _DO_ THAT?! CAN WE CAN WE CAN WE?? OwO

Chuuya: "Just need to buy the blankets and pillows..."

miyuri: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!! ^o^

sonia: we also need to buy you some more clothes too.

Chuuya: "So, a mall trip..."

miyuri: mall?

sonia: it's a big building with a lot of stores inside. they sell lots of things there, like clothes, food, movies, and other things.

miyuri: FOR REALS?!

sonia: yes, for reals.

miyuri: SO COOL!

Chuuya: ^^; "We'll focus on clothes, first."

-elsewhere-

Kid: *sighs* *looks out the window*

lord death: feeling lonely, kiddo?

Kid: *nods* "I thought preoccupying myself with work would help--yet I finished it all."

lord death: hmmmm. say, why dont we go to the park?

Kid: *smiles* *nods* "Okay." *opens the door*

-elsewhere-

Crona: ^^; "So, I do some missions now and then..."

fani:...i...see...

Meme: ^^; "Crona has saved a lot of lives."

Crona: .\\\\.;

fani:.....

Meme: "Death City is a place for people to rebuild lives...especially after what they lose."

fani:....*bites her lip as tears fall*

Crona: "??? Miss Fani?" *holds up a box of tissues*

fani: i dont know what to do....lady liluye was all i had...all i have...

Crona: "...Like L-Lady Medusa..."

mami: ...*hug*

Crona: "Y-You don't have to do what others tell you to do...but here, you do get the chance to decide for yourself what you want."

fani:....i just want somewhere to call 'home'...

Crona: *smiles, nods* "Then maybe Death City could be 'home'?"

fani:....can humans and witches really get along?

mio: yeah, it's kind of what we've been trying to tell you for days now. -_-;

Meme: *small tug on Mio's cheek*

Crona: *nods* "Some do. There's always some bad apples in any group..."

fani:.....alright gorgon, i _guess_ i'll try to take your word for it. 7_7

Crona: ^^; "Cr-Crona. Please."

fani:...r-right...chrona.

Crona: ^^ "...Want more tea, Fani?"

fani: s-sure.

-elsewhere-

Dumas: *curled up in bed*

haydee: *sniffs his hand and licks it*

Dumas: "..." *pets her* *small sigh*

marquis: you ok, dumas? miguel made scones.

Dumas: "...I'm just tired. Thanks." *sits up* *sighs*

marquis: wanna talk about it? it might help. ^^

Dumas: -_-; "You wouldn't understand...I mean, aside from imprisonment. And abandonment. And--"

marquis:........

Dumas: "...Sorry. ...You know why I'm in this hell?"

marquis: *shakes head, tearing up*

Dumas: "..." *pat pat* "I got wrongfully arrested and put into a black ops prison."

marquis: oh no, what happened?

Dumas: "I'm not quite sure myself. My ship was accused of smuggling illegal materials. The prosecutor said it had something that had to be covered up for 'national security.' I never knew...If I only knew who told the cops, I'd kill them..."

marquis: i wish we could help.

Dumas: "..." *nods* "I know. So do I. Without knowing what to do, not much to go on. I can't just kill everyone in the French police and courts--that's not practical."

Cervantes: *from the kitchen* "IT'S ALSO HIGHLY ILLEGAL!"

marquis: hmmm....

Dumas: -_-# "In any case, that life is gone forever. My job, my freedom, my Mer--..."

marquis: your car?

Cervantes: *from the kitchen* "YOUR MERMAID?"

Dumas: >_<# "No, you idiots! My fiancee!"

marquis: D8> ohhhh. *HUG* you poor thing! TT~TT

Cervantes: *from the kitchen* "...WAIT, IS HIS FIANCEE A CAR OR A MERMAID? I THINK THE FIRST ONE IS STILL ILLEGAL, TOO."

Dumas: -_-;;; "I appreciate your pity...But it's done. She has a new husband, a child...She's happy, I'm sure."

marquis: ....why dont we go out for dinner later? it might help!

Dumas: -___-; "Fine. Cervantes can even order from the kid's menu again."

Cervantes: "YAY!"

-elsewhere-

tomura: what.......the hell.....was THAT this morning?!

banshee: a flash mob, most likely.

Dabi: -_-; "Noisy."

himiko: *singing along*

Twice: *dancing*

tomura: -_-#### will. you two. STOP THAT.

himiko: ruuuuude.

Mustard: ._.; *looks around* "Where is our residence?"

Twice: *whispers* "The music is in my soul."

banshee: it's here.

Mustard: *looks*

Twice: "OOoooo!" *frowns* "Too bougie."

*It's a Brooklyn brownstone, 3 stories tall with a stoop*

tomura: it's doable.

Mustard: "Looks tiny...Couldn't our benefactor find something bigger?"

-elsewhere-

Akutagawa: *staring out the window*

Q: ~?

Akutagawa: "...Does this neighborhood look suspicious?"

Q: how so?

Akutagawa: "No way this place is as pleasant as it appears...Look at that woman walking her dog. She's likely a trained assassin."

kuniko: *sweatdrop*

Akutagawa: "...Let me question her..." *moves to the door*

kuniko: siiiis! ryu's acting weird again.

Higuchi: "Ryu, stop acting weird!"

gin: ^^;;

Akutagawa: "...I'll run a background check." *opens a laptop*

gin: *sigh* ryu, dont you think you're being a bit paranoid?

Akutagawa: "...We were attacked. I do not want that to happen again."

gin: ......

Higuchi: "...Ryu... *sighs* Just...make something for Q to eat."

Q: french toast! french toast!

Akutagawa: "...Very well." *closes the laptop, goes to the kitchen*

gin:...im worried for him.

Higuchi: *nods* "...Ideas?"

gin: ....well, there is one, but i dont know if _they_ will like it.

Higuchi: "???"

-elsewhere-

atsushi: did anyone else feel a cold chill just now?

Lucy: T_T "I don't feel anything...Every one of my muscles wants to kill me."

Kyoka: *eating crepes*

sylvia: *eating a chocolate crepe*

Lucy: "Am I any stronger now?"

atsushi: i think so.

Lucy: TWT "Yay...Thank you, muscle mass..." *collapses*

atsushi: *picks her up* ^^;

-elsewhere-

Kafka: *pacing outside a door*

george: you ok?

Kafka: >_>; "I'm considering how big a fool I am."

george: something up?

Kafka: "...You're too young to understand."

george: -_-; im 16.

Kafka: "Which is why my desire to date Etta is none of your business! ... ... ..."

george: oh, so that's what's got you all hung up, eh?

Kafka: "..." *covers his face* "What if she says no..."

george: you dont know if you dont try, i know, cliche thing to say, but that doesnt mean its not true.

Kafka: "..." *sighs, knocks*

etta: yes?

Kafka: "...Etta, would you like to go out? ... ... ..."

etta: sure, out where?

Kafka: "...I didn't think that far ahead. Um...Dinner?"

etta: that sounds lovely! ^^

Kafka: "Gr-Great...Um, French or something else?"

etta: hmm. oh, maybe we can go to a cafe? those are always nice!

Kafka: "Great! Shall we say 6?"

etta: perfect! im gonna get changed now, kay?

Kafka: "So will I! See you at 6." *turns*

george: well?

Kafka: "... ...." *whispers* "I don't know what to wear."

leroux: why dont we pick something?

george: 0_0 how long were you-

Kafka: ._.;

-elsewhere-

Fitzgerald: *seated in his lounge* *looks over files* "Hmm...Looks to be good business."

louisa: sir?

Fitzgerald: "Looking over the records of the shipping company that approached us..."

louisa: ah, and you have a meeting with mr danglars coming up, yes?

Fitzgerald: "Yes...Has Mr. Eckleburg finished the background check?"

-elsewhere-

Chuuya: *setting items on the mantle*

miyuri: *rubbing mito's belly*

mito: =w= *purr*

Chuuya: *opens another box* "..." *sighs* *takes out a photo*

sonia: ....

-it's rain's photo-

Chuuya: *sets it at a memorial he is setting up* "..."

sonia: ....*hug* do you think she's watching us?

Chuuya: *nods* "She has to be..." *hugs her*

sonia: .....

Chuuya: "...Let's set up the rest..."

-elsewhere-

Joker: *has a black eye* #w# "That won't get you out of eating your vegetables, Nana~"

nana: *HISSSSSSSSSSSSSS*

Joker: "But Nana, how will you get big and strong for our next sparring session?"

Viktor: ._.; "...This is some family drama I do not need..."

nana: you probably poisoned them!

Joker: "Nonsense! Your uncle Viktor loves them!"

Viktor: "...How do I know she's not right?"

Joker: *glare*

scarlet: why dont we make you something simple first? a pb and j, and we'll even let you watch us make it so you know it isnt poisoned.

nana: what if you poisoned it beforehand?

scarlet:.....*siiiigh*

Joker: "I'm stumped. I guess we keep eating until she gets hungry, too."

nana: D8<

Viktor: "Too bad--this pasta is delicious!"

Joker: "Scarlet, pass the garlic bread."

-elsewhere-

Ivan: *pacing*

lydia: <vanya...>

Ivan: *shaking his head* <All gone...>

lydia: <well im still here. so are gogol and elizaveta. zoey's here too, but i know you cant stand her.>

Ivan: *groans* <I suppose 3 out of 4 is good enough...> *sighs* <Maybe the others' return will help...>

lydia: <hopefully they arrive soon...>

Ivan: *nods* <Back to security review...>

-elsewhere-

???: <Mercedes! He's crying again!>

mercedes: *picks him up* shhh <it's ok, sweetie.> *hums*

Albert: *sniffs* T^T *holds onto her*

Fernand: <Unbelievable...> *reviewing news on his phone* <Getting walloped in the market...>

mercedes: ...

Fernand: *sighs* <I need to make some calls...Damn it, Danglars...>

-elsewhere-

Kafka: *looking in the mirror* ._.; "...I'm not sure this is me."

leroux: well, cafe's are a rather casual setting, so it should be fine.

Kafka: "...I'm going to crawl back under my bed--"

leroux: *dragging him away from there* oh dont you think you can get out of this, mister!

Kafka: >~<

Walter: *snaps a pic* "You'll look back on this day with fondness! Or humiliation..."

-elsewhere-

eugenie: *having a tea party with her dolls*

Danglars: *yelling into the phone in the other room* <I did what I promised--now back off! I can't keep bailing you out!>

mrs danglars: ......

Danglars: <...For crying out loud, fine! I'll see what I can do! I meet the American tomorrow, I'll bring it up...Why are you even trying to sell sunflowers? ...Who the hell wants Iberian sunflowers?!>

eugenie: <more tea, uncle lucy?>

lucian: <thank you, gigi, that would be lovely.> ^^;

Danglars: *hangs up, growls as he grabs a jacket to exit...* *spots Lucian and Eugenie* "...Hmph."

mrs danglars:.....

Danglars: <Why did you bring him on this trip? He just wanted a free vacation?>

lucian: <sir, i'm still your secretary. -_-; >

Danglars: *holds up his phone* <Um, yeah? I think _this_ is getting the job done. Maybe instead of tea parties, you could be answering my calls, filing my paperwork, getting the research for the meeting tomorrow--and where's my suit from the cleaners?!>

lucian: <you dont have to shout, sir.>

Danglars: <Just answer the question!>

eugenie: =~=

lucian: <it will be here tomorrow morning, now please stop yelling, you're upsetting your daughter>

Danglars: "..." *smiles at Eugenie, but it looks fake* <Hey, sweetie? While we're here, is there anything you want to go to?>

eugenie:....<i want friendly's.>

Danglars: <Okay...Lucian, book a reservation.>

lucian: <im sure you dont need a reservation for->

Danglars: <Then why go for such cheap fare?! Only the best for my family!>

lucian: *siiiiigh*

Danglars: <Now, Daddy has some important meetings, so be a good girl...> *pats her head*

eugenie: =3=

lucian: *whispers* <we'll get friendly's later>

-elsewhere-

Kishiri: "So, let me get this straight--your dad's job takes him throughout Europe, right?'

vivian: pretty much, yeah. *sips her milkshake*

Kishiri: "Neat. Which countries have you been to?"

vivian: i've been to england, germany, france, romania, luxembourg, some parts of russia, norway, sweden, switzerland, and a few others. im actually half english-half german.

Kishiri: ._.; "...I've been to Reno?"

-6-o-clock-

etta: isnt it cute? ^^

Kafka: "Y-Y-Yeah?" *staring at her, not the cafe*

etta: ^^ well, shall we order?

Kafka: *pulls her chair out for her* "A-After you?"

etta: *sits down* ^^

*seem to be other couples seated around the cafe...*

Kepuri: *squeeing everywhere*

Waiter: "Greetings." *looks at Etta and Kafka* "What may I get you?"

etta: i'll have a raspberry iced tea to start. franzy, do you want anything?

Kepuri: "A-A-A green tea lemonade?"

etta: ^^

Waiter: "Very good!" *hands menus* "Our soup today is broccoli cheddar. I'll give you a few moments to decide on your items." *smiles, leaves*

Kafka: "Raspberry does taste good..."

etta: hehe, ^^

Kafka: "...Are you feeling better?"

etta: im fine, why do you ask?

Kafka: "Sorry, I didn't mean to be too serious off the bat...It's just been a trying number of weeks."

etta: yeah, it has been. it's kind of lonely without our guests, but oh well.

Kafka: "I'm sure we'll see them. It gives us a bit more room now."

-elsewhere-

Motojiro: *sets down dinner*

leo: it looks wonderful. *smiles*

Motojiro: ^\\\^ "I hope so..." *sits next to her* "More water?"

leo: *she nods*

-manic laughter is heard in the other room-

leo: ^^; i see kati is enjoying the game room.

pushkin: ^-^;

katya: *cackling as she shoots in game*

Motojiro: "...I should soundproof that room."

leo: probably a good call.

-elsewhere-

Chisato: *looking out a window* "..."

sayaka: see anything, chisato?

Chisato: "Not yet..." *small groan as she shifts*

sayaka: say, what did you wish for?

Chisato: "...It's complicated. It had to do with my father."

sayaka: oh?

Chisato: *nods* "He used to write and draw children's books."

sayaka: ooh, cool!

Chisato: "I used to think so...Other people didn't. He rarely made money from them."

sayaka: *listening*

Chisato: "...He would get drunk..."

sayaka: !!!!

Chisato: *shakes* "The things he did to Mama...Then when she died…” *steadies herself, wipes her eyes* "...I wished for my father to go back to how he was, to be kind again...When he did, he stopped making children's books...I still have all of them, to remember when we were happy."

sayaka: *gross weeping* uguuuu... TT~TT

Chisato: "!!! S-Sorry." *pulls out a packet of tissues* "Here." *offers one*

sayaka: *BLOWS* s-sorry bout that. i havent cried this hard since i read the last chapter of mermama. *hic* its so saaad. TT~TT

arisa: chisato, you there?!

Chisato: T~T; *answers* "Speaking."

arisa: we found that girl you saw the other day! matsuri and i are in pursuit!

suzune: *running along rooftops*

Chisato: "Your location?" *checking her map*

arisa: we're on 15th street!

???: *watching, smirking*

suzune: *SLASHES*

Matsuri: *dodging* "Jeez! Can't we talk this out?"

suzune: if you just let me see your soul gems, i'll leave you be-

arisa: i dont think so, ripper!

Matsuri: "Y-Yeah! So just stop fighting!"

suzune: tch- suit yourself then. *slashing*

arisa: *blocking with her scythe*

suzune: *spin kick*

arisa: *jumps up and kicks suzune through a window* THAT'S for hurting chisato!

Matsuri: *looks through the window* "..."

arisa: *jumps in, still attacking*

suzune: *blocking, as wine bottles get broken*

Matsuri: "!!!" *follows*

-SLASH SLASH CRASH BANG-

Matsuri: "Hmmm..." *shines a light onto the scene*

suzune: GRK-

Matsuri: "!!!" *pushes Suzune into a rack*

suzune: GAH!

-the rack then falls onto suzune, knocking her out cold-

Matsuri: "... ... ..." Q________Q "I KILLED SOMEONE!"

arisa: i-i-im sure she's fine! sh-she's just knocked out! ^^;;;

Matsuri: "I'M GOING TO JAIL! OR HELL! OR HELL JAIL! WAAAAH!"

arisa: matsuri! chill!

sayaka: holy cannoli!

haruka: oh goodness!

Chisato: "That's her...Is she dead?"

Matsuri: "WAH!"

sayaka: *checks* she's still got a pulse, and i can hear breathing, but we should probably get her out of there so i can heal her and bring her somewhere safe.

Chisato: "Right." *helps Sayaka lift Suzune*

-elsewhere-

Rin: *groans* "I wanna go home..." *flails on the bed*

stocking: soon, rin, soon

Rin: "I can't be the only one feeling stir crazy..." *pokes Yukio's cheek*

Yukio: -_-# ("My ribs still hurt to talk...")

-elsewhere-

Kafka: ^^ "That was...surprisingly delicious."

etta: ^^ glad you liked it, franzy. ^^

Kafka: ^^; "I have to say, I hadn't considered slicing bread into butterfly shape. This was a good choice. Thank you, Etta..."

etta: hehe ^^

Kafka: "..." *gulps* "I'm glad you survived that fight." ("..." *SCREAMING INTERNALLY*)

etta: yeah. i think in a way, you saved me too.

Kafka: "M-Me? I didn't do anything..."

etta: well, your ability did fight mine, so...

Kafka: T_T "...I hate my ability..."

etta: franzy-

Kafka: "...Sorry. I didn't mean to do self-pity. That's all I act. That's not what I want you to think of me..."

etta: i dont think its _that_ bad.

Kafka: "R-Really? ...It's gross...Not like your ability..."

etta: so? goethe tells me there's been weirder abilities, so i doubt a giant roach is anything to sneeze at.

Kafka: "...Nothing to sneeze at? NOTHING TO SNEEZE AT?!" *groan-whimper, as he transforms*

etta:.....

Kafka: *gravelly voice* "Well...This is the true me. At my worst. Ugly. Monstrous. A craven bug."

etta:....even if it is scary looking, i dont think it's bad at all.

Kafka: "...Really? Why?"

etta: because it's still you. *small smooch on the snout*

Kafka: .\\\\\.; "...Th-Thank you." T\\\\T

etta: any time, franzy. ^///^

Kafka: "...So...D-Did you want to walk before we returned?"

etta: sure!

Kafka: *he's still in his roach form* "... ... ..."

etta: um...franzy?

Kafka: "Y-Yes?"

etta: you're still roach mode. ^^;

Kafka: O_O; "...Please turn around."

etta: *turns*

Kafka: *reverts to human form, his clothes reappearing*

etta: oh.

Kafka: "Okay, I'm back to normal...Well, human, anyway."

-morning-

suzune: nngh.....nuhh....my head.....where....where am i...tsu-

arisa: alright you, up an at-em!

suzune: ahh, not so loud, i feel awful.

Matsuri: ^^; "I understand. You've had a rough time. Would you like some water?"

suzune: um...yes-

arisa: TOO BAD!

suzune: er-

arisa: you, start talkin!

suzune: i- what's even going on?

Matsuri: "My friend tends to be a bit abrasive. Here, let me make things more comfortable..." *places a neck pillow onto her*

suzune:....what?

sayaka: *chuckling* >u<

Chisato: *facepalm* "What even is this..."

Death the Kid: ((No, wasn't trying to make a Lego Movie ref))

arisa: alright, explain why you've committed murder on innocent magical girls then?

Chisato: "And what did you mean by 'fakes'?"

suzune:....im only trying to spare them, and it's not magical girls in general, im targeting illegal contractors.

haruka: ?!

arisa: huh?

-suzune then explains-

arisa:...holy shit.

sayaka: .... illegal contractors, could the wings of magius have something to do with it?

suzune: wings of magius? i've heard about that from various places, but i dont know much. so yes, the reason i've been killing illegal contractors is to keep them from turning into wraiths and causing problems.

arisa: still, that doesnt justify murder.

Matsuri: "..."

arisa: we have every reason to take you to the authorities.

suzune:....so?

arisa: dont act so casual! you killed innocent people who did nothing to you!

suzune: if i let them live and become wraiths, more people would have died!

Matsuri: "But the case has been solved. We should focus no saving these contractors..."

suzune: ??

arisa: saving them? how?

sayaka: well, the only way _i_ know is by officiating a contract with the DWMA.

Matsuri: "..." *looks down*

suzune: can i leave? can i just leave?

arisa: oh no, _you're_ still under house arrest!

suzune: since when?

arisa: since last night.

Chisato: *looks at her watch* "Which would be around 10-ish?"

suzune:....

haruka: i dont think we got your name.

suzune:...suzune amano.

Matsuri: ^^;

-elsewhere-

himiko: first day of school~ first day of schoool~

banshee: fortunately, no one knows who we are here yet, so we should be good, i hope.

-a lion man watches as students enter the school-

Twice: "We're just completely normal students...Nothing to worry about..." *INTERNAL SCREAMING*

Mustard: *tugging at the collar of his uniform*

lion man: ah yes, welcome to Silverwing Academy! i'm vice principal Leonhart.

Dabi: "Hello, kitty."

leonhart: your classroom is right this way.

-there are quite a number of students-

-one student is in the corner, mumbling to themselves...they have on a full-face mask-

-on one wall, there is a picture of a darker skinned woman with a semi-mowhawk style haircut with the plaque 'principal jocelyn 'incredigal' boyer'-

himiko: fancy.

Twice: "OOooooooo! I like!" *rubs a hand along the poster*

banshee: that's incredi-gal, right? she was really popular during the 80s.

leonhart: yes, that's our principal. *smacks twice's hand* stop that.

Twice: T3T

-a tall young man is at the front of the class, speaking loudly about rules with a hearty and friendly laugh-

tomura:.....*grimace*

Dabi: "Hmm...Where's our teach?"

tomura: here is your classroom, your teacher will be mr lastic.

Mustard: "Where're our seats?"

himiko: dibs!

Mustard: "H-Hey!" *scrambles for one*

girl with parasol: oh?

Twice: "Nice umbrella! ARE YOU AN ALIEN?!"

girl: oh this? i have a rainy day quirk, so i take an umbrella with me wherever i go, my name's Reina Rivers, by the way.

Twice: "Hello, Miss Raindrop!"

Mask: *mumbling something about newspaper clippings...their unwashed smell is reaching Banshee's nostrils*

reina: actually, my hero name is gonna be 'Drizzle'

banshee: *grimace* oh...oh dear lord. *covers her face*

Tall Boy: "HA HA HA!" *All Might face, dramatic pose* "Stevi! Didn't I encourage you to practice proper hygiene?! New York school board policies promote a healthy body towards building a healthy mind--"

Stevi (Mask): *groans* "I know. I was busy...Can I go to bed now?"

tomura: *glare* (this guy....he's pissing me off so much right now.)

boy: hey, anyone know where the class prez is?

Mustard: *whispers* "I thought it would've been the loud guy doing the poses..."

tomura: if that's the case, im disintegrating myself here and now.

*the door is kicked open--crushing Mustard*

???: "Okay, you scum-sucking bottom-feeders! At attention!"

Tall Boy: *stands up straight*

Stevi: *groans, just puts their head down on their desk*

-the others look-

*A female student is at the door...She marches her way to a desk, slams her foot onto the chair, and shouts--*

Student: "WHO ARE WE?!"

students: SILVERWING!

Student: "I CAN'T HEAR YOU! WHO ARE WE?!"

students: SIVLER WING!!

Student: *raises her arms* "ALL HAIL YOUR QUEEN!"

Twice: "..." *bows down* "QUEEN!"

Mustard: X____X *slides under the door, crushed*

reina: is he ok? ._.;

Dabi: "His...Quirk is recovery. He'll survive."

reina: ^^;

Queen: *slams herself into her seat, kicks up her feet, pulls out a notepad...*

Tall Student: "Excellent opening call, Class President!"

Queen: *blows a bubble*

Mustard: X_X ("How the hell is she Class President...?")

tomura: .....

-elsewhere-

stocking: *yaaaawn*

Rin: "Zzz..."

stocking: *inhales* ah....

shura: i think the cold's better now. let's go check out the sights of aomori!

Rin: *turns over--and falls out of bed*

stocking: that does sound like fun.

Rin: "Ow..." *gets up* "What's going on?"

stocking: well, seems shura and i are better from our colds, so why not check out aomori a bit?

Rin: "Sounds good..." *stretches* "I doubt the others can go, though..."

shura: i think they were key-transported back to death city last night.

Rin: "?! Yukio didn't even say 'bye'!"

shura: he did leave a note.

Yukio's Note: "I went back via the key. Enjoy Aomori. I'll see you at home."

Rin: "..." *sighs*

-elsewhere-

mrs danglars:....

{mrs danglars: *weeping*}

{*a door is heard opening*}

{mrs danglars:......}

{Danglars: <Good evening! What's for dinner?>}

{mrs danglars:..........}

{Danglars: <...I said, 'What's for dinner?'>}

{mrs danglars:.......<i miscarried....>}

{Danglars: <... ... ...> *puts back on his coat and hat* <I'll get take-out.> *heads to the door*}

{mrs danglars: *sobbing*}

mrs danglars:....

lucian: hermine? you ok?

mrs danglars: i.....im fine....just thinking....

Eugenie: *coloring in the corner*

-elsewhere-

boy: *nomming on bread*

Man: <Hey.> *knocks him upside the head* <There's a fat one.>

-someone in a fancy outfit walks by...likely has some money on them...-

boy: hmm.. <got it> *runs out and trips* <ow!> *whimpers*

Fancy Person: <??? Oh, you poor boy...> *leans down, offers a hand* <Are you okay?>

boy: *sniff* <i-i think i hurt my ankle!>

Fancy Person: <Come on, let me help you up...>

boy: *takes the person's hand....and stabs them in the hip*

Fancy Person: *gasps* *screams*

Man: *reaches into the Fancy Person's pocket, ripping out their wallet* <Run!>

-the two run-

{*in a garden, at nighttime, a man is hunched over a hole he is digging...next to him is a small box...*}

{-sounds can be heard from inside-}

{Man: *muttering* <Quiet...Just a bit longer...> *the hole is deep enough* <...> *picks up the box* <...> *inhales deeply*

{-WHACK-}

{Man: "GRK!" *he's knocked down, dropping the box*}

{-the lid comes off, revealing a crying baby-}

{Man: *struggling to get up--*}

{-KICK TO THE HEAD-}

{???: <what the hell? a kid?>}

{Man: *knocked out, collapsed on the ground*}

{baby: *crying*}

{*lights turn on in the house behind ???*}

{???: !!! *takes the baby and runs*}

Man: *checking the wallet*

boy: <anything good, uncle bert?>

Bertuccio: <Shh!> *takes out only a few bills* <Pheh. Bet they didn't even tip well...>

boy: =3=

Bertuccio: *looks at the boy* <Did you get their blood on you?!>

boy: <no, i made sure not to!> >3<

Bertuccio: <You better not--you know laundry day isn't until next week!>

-elsewhere-

*a man walks with a cane...*

edouard: <papa, im bored.>

Villefort: <Well, what do you want to do?>

edouard: <i wanna go to the park and play.>

Villefort: *groans, clutching his back* <I...have paperwork to do...>

edouard: <but papaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa>

valentine: <why dont _i_ take him, dad?>

Villefort: <Thank you. He's all yours.>

valentine: <ok. come on, eddie, i'll even get you some mcdonalds on the way.>

Villefort: <Valentine...Don't spoil him.>

valentine: <im not spoiling him, im just trying to be nice.> -_-;

-elsewhere-

Fitzgerald: *seated across a table* "..."

Danglars: *fake grin, reclining in his chair*

Fitzgerald: "..." ("This feels familiar...Only I think I was on the other side...")

daisy: *adjusts glasses*

lucian: *nods*

Fitzgerald: "Now, I've reviewed your proposal. Well, I didn't review it--I have people I pay to do that and think for me."

daisy: (it's amazing he gets _anything_ done.)

Danglars: "I as well." *gestures to Lucian*

lucian: ...

Danglars: "Now, let me show you what Danglars Shipping Enterprise can do for Manhasset." *nods to Lucian to turn on the 3D projector*

lucian: *doing so*

*An airship appears on the projector*

Jordan: *pops up from behind the couch* "OOooo!"

Danglars: "Yes! The Danglars Inter-Coastal Airship 4300X Grande is the vessel you need for all of your international shipping needs!"

Fitzgerald: "..."

Danglars: *pointing to features on the ship, rambling--* "On-board navigation. Quintuple turbines. Can carry 2 tons of freight anywhere in the world!"

daisy: two tons?

Danglars: "What, that not enough? Fine--" *takes a stylus, writes over the projection* "How's 5 tons?"

daisy: .......

Jordan: *reading the projection* "Wait...Danglar Inter-Coastal...D-I-C...Dude, did you name your thing "DIC(K) Ship Grande?"

lucian: *stiffles laugh*

Danglars: "?!" *glares at Lucian before quickly turning back* ^^; "Sir Francis, please consider what I'm offering to your company. Never again will you have to contend with nuisances of the ocean, the water causing wear-and-tear on your ships or precious cargo. No one yet owns the air--and you can capitalize upon it!"

Fitzgerald: "..." *yawns*

Danglars: "!!! M-Maybe a live demonstration--"

Fitzgerald: "You brought it?"

Danglars: .____.;;; "N-No, it's back in our manufacturer in Rome--"

Fitzgerald: *stands to leave*

Danglars: "!!! Lucian, do something!"

lucian: we can offer a free trip to rome to see for yourself.

Danglars: "WHAT?!"

Fitzgerald: *stops, turns around* "Ooo...Hotel included?"

lucian: why yes. ^^;

Fitzgerald: "Meals included?"

lucian: of course!

Danglars: *jaw drops*

Fitzgerald: "Wonderful! My assistant will schedule the visit." *shakes Lucian' s hand*

lucian: ^^;

daisy: ._.;

Jordan: "Cool! For my room, I'd like a queen-size away from the ice machine--"

Danglars: *glaring*

Jordan: ._.; *hides behind the couch again*

Danglars: *barely able to hold a grin as he shakes Fitzgerald's hand* "We'll see you then! I'm sure you'll love our airships..."

Fitzgerald: ^^ "I'm sure I will..."

Danglars: <Lucian! Let's go!>

mary: *peeeeek*

lucian: <yes sir.>

Danglars: "...Your child?"

Fitzgerald: "...Yes."

mary: really? OwO *HUG* DADDY! >w<

daisy: ._.;

Fitzgerald: ._.; "..." *pat pat*

Danglars: "Huh. I have a little ankle-biter, too. Are you feeding this thing?"

daisy: mary isnt a 'thing', mr danglars. she's a human being. -_-;

Toby: O^O

Danglars: "Can hardly tell--she looks like a gremlin..."

Fitzgerald: "... ... ..."

Toby: "..." *stands behind Danglars, lifts his leg...*

daisy: .___________.

Danglars: "If there is one thing I admire in business, it's honesty. Isn't that right, Sir Francis?"

Fitzgerald: "You're a gross tiny little man who has been rude during this entire visit."

Danglars: "..." Q_Q " 'Tiny'?"

daisy: <-<;;;;

lucian: um....sir?

Toby: ^w^ *lowers his leg, walks back to Mary*

Danglars: "Wh-What?!"

lucian: you...your leg....

mary: *picks toby up*

Danglars: *looks down* "?! What the he--"

-elsewhere-

Dumas: "..." *removes something from around his neck...it's a ring on a string that he was wearing like a necklace*

{Dumas: <I think...this one. Want to see it closer?>}

{mercedes: <it's beautiful, alex!>}

{Dumas: ^^ <Let's try it on...Pardon me? Could we see this ring there?>}

-…-

{morrel: <congrats, dumas.> }

{Dumas: <Thank you, ma'am!> *salutes* <I just wish it was under better circumstances...>}

{morrel: <yeah...>}

{Danglars: *sweeping the deck, grumbling to himself*}

{Dumas: <Before he passed, he asked me to handle some business--mind if I head out?>}

{morrel: <go right ahead.>}

{Dumas: *nods, departs*}

{Danglars: *watches...then rushes to Morrel* <How can you let him take over?!>}

{morrel: <i was just doing as captain leclere asked.>}

{Danglars: <That's absurd! I'm more qualified! That child doesn't even know which way he's walking!>}

{Dumas: *behind him* <Whoops--wrong way!> *looks at his compass*}

{morrel: <i dont know what to tell you.>}

{Danglars: *growls...then sighs* <Look, if you listen to me, I could increase this business ten-fold! I know someone with some really good cargo that he needs to move--now!>}

-...-

{fernand: <damn him, what does mercedes see in him?>}

{Danglars: *sips from another bottle* <Not his talent, I'll tell you that. She's probably just some gold-digger...> *starts counting bills in his wallet*}

{fernand: <HOW DARE YOU INSULT HER THAT WAY!> D8< }

{Danglars: <Wow!> *holds up his hands* <Sorry! Hit a sore spot, I see...> *ahem* <In any case, he's off on some errand to some Noirtier or something. I even saw the logo on the wax seal on the letter--some trippy stuff...>}

{fernand: !!! <thats-....*whispers* that's mimic's logo.<}

{Danglars: <!!!! ...> *whispers* <What is 'Mimic'?>}

{fernand: <they're a terrorist group and enemies of the country>}

{Danglars: <...> *a grim smile comes to his face*}

{fernand: ?? }

{Danglars: <And if someone was found carrying material for just such an organization?>}

{fernand:.....*wicked grin*}

lucian: sir?

Danglars: *goofy smile* *humming*

lucian:... *sigh*

-elsewhere-

Rin: *staring at a jellyfish in the tank* "..."

stocking: they look pretty, huh?

Rin: "Yep...The zebrafish looks all kinds of funny."

shura: they sure do.

-elsewhere-

-knocks on lucy's door-

atsushi: ???

Lucy: "???" *looks through the peephole* "??? There's some woman outside."

atsushi: ?? *looks* oh, that's just gin...wait, why is she here? um...hello?

gin: yes, may i come in. dont worry, i have no ill intent.

Lucy: ("Gin? That's...Oh, marbles...") -_-; "Hey, I'm not in the Agency, so I have no beef with you. But if it's about Atsushi--"

gin: i'm here to speak with you too, miss...lucy, right?

Lucy: -^- "Yes."

-and so-

atsushi: so you want us to become friends with akutagawa.

gin: yes, if it helps.

Lucy: >_>; "You'll understand if I'm hesitant given his prior encounters with Atsushi..."

gin: it is understandable, but still, ryu does need friends outside the mafia, and i think it could help him.

Lucy: "...Is he still following his 'no-kill' policy?"

gin: yes.

atsushi: well, we have considered befriending him in the past...though it's not going to be easy for us.

Lucy: "..." *sighs* "I get the feeling of being alone. I wouldn't want that either..."

atsushi:....we'll consider it, but can you join to supervise him?

gin: sure.

Lucy: "And perhaps we should meet in a neutral area."

-elsewhere-

Chisato: "Is this a good idea? Someone should stay."

arisa: my mom said she'd check on her. and i think she's still mad about last night's winery incident.

Matsuri: T~T "I'm sorry..."

arisa: hey, it's alright, no one was hurt too bad, and sayaka did heal her.

-elsewhere-

suzune:.....*looks at her charm* ..... (tsubaki...)

{Tsubaki Mikoto: "Suzune? Time for bed."}

{small suzune: ok. *yaaawn* ^^ good night!}

{Tsubaki Mikoto: *smiles* "No bedtime story?"}

{suzune: bedtime story! bedtime story! ^w^ }

{Tsubaki Mikoto: "How about 'The Kind-Hearted Witch'?"}

{suzune: ok! ^^ }

{Tsubaki Mikoto: "Once upon a time, there was a small girl in a village. She stood out in her community because of her bright shiny hair..." *playful hair-tussle*}

{suzune: hehehe ^^ }

{Tsubaki Mikoto: "She was truly beloved...And she was also magical."}

Suzune:.....

{suzune: tsubaki! tsubakiiii, where are you? *looking around* come onnn, we're gonna be late!}

{*a flower petal passes Suzune*}

{suzune: *glances*}

{*it looks like a camellia petal*}

{suzune: tsubaki?}

{*a shadow begins to loom...*}

{suzune: ah-... !!!! }

{*it's like a human body in a kimono dress...only the limbs and head are flowery vines...*}

{suzune: w-what? *notices something; tsubaki's charm* !!!!! n-no....}

{Wraith!Tsubaki Mikoto: *a whooshing sound escapes from her branches, as flower petal descend onto Suzune*}

{suzune: grk- }

{*the petals are practically drowning her...*}

{suzune: tsubaki! stop! its me, suzune! please!}

{Wraith!Tsubaki Mikoto: *growls out--* "Suzune..."}

{suzune: !!! tsubaki!}

{Wraith!Tsubaki Mikoto: "...Move..."}

{suzune: *shaking, summons her sword* what...what do i do?}

{Wraith!Tsubaki: "..." *releases her vines at Suzune*}

{suzune: !!!! *slicing* *crying*}

{Wraith!Tsubaki: *knocked around, blood coming out of the vines as this Wraith wails...*}

{suzune: *something surges within her, and flames come from her sword as she attacks, sobbing as she cuts the wraith down*}

{Wraith!Tsubaki: *gasps, as her form collapses*}

{suzune: *collapses to her knees, sobbing*}

suzune: (you became a wraith.....because you contracted illegally....) *clutches her charm* (i dont want anyone else to share that fate....so that's why.....) *bites her lip*

-elsewhere-

izumi: ....

Saria: "Hey, Izumi!"

izumi: oh, hey saria. whats up?

Saria: "Not much--just taking a walk. How's your day going?"

izumi: pretty ok, just thinking i guess.

Saria: "??? Something on your mind?"

izumi: just...i guess im confused.

Saria: "Oh?"

izumi: i mean, im an albarn now, so i have a lot to live up to....and im confused if i want to be like maka, or if i want to stand out as my own person....but i feel like im always going to be compared to her. how can i live up to someone i've never met?!

Saria: "...Wow. That's...kind of a lot to take in. I guess I'd ask, do you think others are comparing you, or are you comparing yourself to Maka?"

izumi: !!! .....i guess it's the latter....

Saria: "Which means...you're not feeling confident in yourself."

izumi: kind of hard to be. im only really an albarn because mom's marrying him...i dont have any real talents or skills, and i freeze up in battle.....did i really do the right thing coming here? to become a meister?

Saria: "Well, you are in NOT--you don't have to go into EAT. You do get to decide what you want to do next, even if it's not combat. I'm sure there's other things 'being an Albarn' could mean. And what do you mean you have no talents? You're smart and friendly, and those are important qualities."

izumi: hmm.....but i dont want to abandon asher either...

Saria: "You think Asher will move onto EAT?"

izumi:.....i didnt ask them.

Saria: "Worried about putting pressure on them?"

izumi:....i guess. and they have enough to worry about...

Saria: "..." *pat pat* "We still have the rest of the semester. I would focus on getting through the rest before deciding anything...Maybe your dad could help."

izumi: yeah....im kind of nervous about asking him, though.

Saria: "I'm sure he wants the best for you, given what you've said. Do you think he'd understand where you're coming from?"

izumi:....i dont know....im kind of scared.....my previous dad was-.........not exactly a nice person......

Saria: "Oh...But Mr. Albarn's not like that..."

izumi: r-right......i'll....talk to him after school....thanks saria, you're a good friend.

Saria: ^\\\^ "Thanks. Just want to be supportive."

-elsewhere-

naomi: BROOOOO!!! OH MY GOOOOSH >w<

Tanizaki: "???"

naomi: *INHALES* YAMAMIN IS DOWNSTAAAAIRS!!!! >w<

Tanizaki: "..." *holds up a brown paper bag for her* "Um, I'll see her in..."

naomi: actually, she's here for the consultation office.

-in the consultation office-

frances: so, you've suddenly gained an ability, you say?

misa: y-yes.....it really scary....

Producer: "So we thought it best to speak with you."

frances: i see. it seems after the mist incident, multiple people worldwide have been gaining abilities left-right and sideways. miss yamamura is no different.

misa: ....i...i think i killed someone with it.....he-he turned into a tree.

Producer: "..."

frances: i see. well, it would be advisable to train this ability in order to better control it. there are training centers around the city if you wish.

misa: ....

Producer: "Which center would you recommend?"

frances: well, there is the special ability department's education center.

Producer: "Could we have their contact information?"

frances: *hands them a business card*

Producer: "Thank you. Misa, shall we...?"

misa:...*nod* i-i dont want to hurt anyone with this ability....

Producer: "Right. Our driver will take us..."

-elsewhere-

Rin: *looking at jewelry at a vendor stand*

shura: oh, this looks pretty cool!

stocking: oh these earrings are so cute!

Rin: *picks up a bracelet* "This could work..."

shura: getting a present for your girlfriend~?

Rin: "Wh-What if I am?!"

shura: d'awww, ^^

Rin: >\\\\>; <Pardon me...I'd like to buy this?>

shopkeeper: <ah yes> ^^

-elsewhere-

felisia: *sewing*

shion: *watches*

Mephisto: "She's quite talented, yes, Shion?"

shion: *babble*

felisia: ^^

Mephisto: "What do you think it'll turn out to be?"

felisia: you'll just have to wait~ ^^

Mephisto: "Oh, the suspense!" *holds Shion*

-elsewhere-

Fujimoto: "..."

Yukio: "Zzz..."

kyouko: im home.

Fujimoto: "Welcome back...He's still asleep."

kyouko: ...any word from rin?

Fujimoto: "He's still there, traveling with Stocking and Shura."

kyouko: ah.

-elsewhere-

Lucy: -^-

Akutagawa: "..."

atsushi: ^^;;; so.....heyyyy...... ^^;;;;;;

gin: ^^;;

Akutagawa: "Hello. I still have not killed."

atsushi: i know, you dont have to keep repeating it, you're sounding like a broken record.

Akutagawa: "...I don't have much else I thought would be interesting to discuss."

atsushi: oh, we did hear you had your crimes pardoned...

Akutagawa: "Yes. Now I have to consider what to do now that I will not be at risk of being arrested for past crimes..."

atsushi: maybe going back to school?

Akutagawa: "Hmm...Not sure. Are you still attending?"

atsushi: yeah, we are.

Akutagawa: "Hmm...Not sure. Are you still attending?"

atsushi: yeah, we are.

gin: chuuya probably wont be returning, since he has a lot on his plate right now.

atsushi: oh yeah, how's that other girl he adopted?

gin: she's doing well.

Akutagawa: "Gin and Higuchi have adopted Q."

atsushi: *remembering the incident at the train station* ....good for them. owo;;

Akutagawa: "Yes, I think so as well. So far, Q has also not killed people."

Lucy: "You both better not! I'm stronger than I was before!" *flexes her arm*

Akutagawa: "... ... ...I hadn't noticed."

Lucy: >_<#

gin: ^^;;

atsushi:....sooooo, do you have hobbies?

Akutagawa: "...I like art museums. I like classical music."

atsushi: i see.

Akutagawa: "It'll be good to visit a museum again. Gin and I used to go to them before, um, 'work' started to pile up more."

gin: *nods*

Lucy: "Hmm...I suppose a museum visit would be low-stakes..."

atsushi: that would be fun. ^^

Akutagawa: "Yes. I know there's the Kirby exhibit, as well as a new calligraphy exhibit."

atsushi: *nods* how about we head over after lunch?

Akutagawa: "Oh? Who's cooking?"

gin:....ryu...we're in a cafe. -.-;

Akutagawa: "My question still stands. What if the chef intends to kill us?"

gin: ryu, please.

Lucy: "...Miss Gin? Has he always been like this?"

gin: *sigh*

atsushi:....ryu. please get therapy.

-elsewhere-

Rin: *on webcam* "So we should be home soon."

kyouko: great to hear.

madoka: *smiles*

konekomaru: sounds like you had quite the adventure.

Rin: "Yep! I--" *sneezes* *rubs his nose* "Ugh..."

madoka: still sick? ^^;

unagi: did renzou give uncle uwabami my letter?

Rin: *wipes his nose* "Yeah, Shima ran off after the mission to head home. I'm sure he delivered it."

unagi: that's good. *smiles*

-elsewhere-

frances: *listening to her flowers* hmm...i see....*dials the phone*

Cervantes: "Oh! Well, I'm not sure, we have a tremendously loaded schedule..." *flipping through an empty schedule book*

frances: ....are you sure about that?

Cervantes: OwO;;; "Weeeeeeeeell, I may be able to fit you in...We got a few minutes after our next big mission..."

frances: and that would be?

Cervantes: OWO;;;;;;;;; "We should be back in our office in..." *talking off the phone* "How long does it take to fly from Timbuktu to Death City?"

marquis: owo~?

-knocks on the door-

Cervantes: "EEEK!" *jumps*

Dumas: *looks through the peephole* "???" *opens the door*

marquis: who is it?

Dumas: "Someone from that consultation office..."

Cervantes: "OH MY GOSH, OUR INSTANT TELEPORTER WORKED! WHAT A SURPRISE! WE ARE ALREADY BACK IN DEATH CITY! Yay!"

frances: may i speak with mr dumas~? ^^

Dumas: "...Here I am. What do you want?"

frances: you three. over here. now. ^^# geoffery, be a dear and escort our three friends over to the office~ ^^

Cervantes: QwQ;

Dumas: *slight shudder but frowns*

-elsewhere-

Dabi: *looking* "Why is gym held in the basement?"

tomura: ....

Queen: *frowns* "Are you an idiot? Do you not know how expensive New York real estate is?"

Gym Teacher: *blows the whistle* "Assume the position!"

himiko: ooook!

Tall Student: "Ready!"

reina: *taking stance*

Mask Student: *stands a bit back from the wall, ready to move*

Twice: "??? 'Position'? What? It's just gym. Is this dodgeball? WE DIDN'T EVEN PICK TEAM CAPTAINS!"

Queen: "Oh, you're going to die today..."

Mustard: "...What?"

*SHNITCK*

*spikes poke out of the ceiling*

Dabi: "?!!!"

*a laser gun turret pops out of the floor*

Twice: "Ooooh, I get it...So, it's a laser light show!"

Gym Teacher: *blows the whistle* "Begin!"

*lasers fire at the students, a fire pit opens behind Mustard--burning his bottom*

Mustard: "ARG!" *leaps*

reina: welcome to the basement.

Tall Student: *hearty laugh* "Nothing like a rousing bit of calisthenics while avoiding almost certain doom to light a fire under you and make you go, go, go!"

Mustard: *running* "I'M ON FIRE!"

Tall Student: "See? He gets it!"

himiko: *dancing around* wheee!

Queen: *she's moving a bit too much, as if she predicts where each attack derives*

Dabi: "..."

Twice: "Son of a--" *holding up Mask Student as a shield*

banshee: *shaking* ah-....*frozen on the spot*

*a rope suddenly loops around Banshee's wrist...*

banshee: !!!!

*the rope tugs, pulling Banshee up from the floor and into the arms of--*

Peter: "Relax, newbie! Just your friendly classmate picking you up!" *smiles*

banshee: s-sorry about that...

Peter: *smiles* ^\\\^ "Think nothing of it!"

[PETER DITKO! The aerobatic superhero! His wrist bands are tech support to help him swing around! Years of training and innate balance allows him to swing from the highest ledge and leap above your head!]

Gym Teacher: *blows his whistle* "Damn it, Ditko--get down from there! That girl's obviously not ready for this..."

Queen: *dodging* "How revolting..."

banshee: ^-^;;

Peter: "??? Hey, you okay? You looked like you were...tearing up?"

banshee: !!! *wipes eyes* sorry for that, i just.....b-bad memories, i guess...

Peter: "..." *nods* "Y-Yeah...This place is a pretty rough training course. I've seen others react worse..."

banshee: ...no one's actually died here, right?

{???: just you wait sis, im gonna be the greatest hero yet!}

banshee:......

Vulcan: "??? Hold up. I thought you lived with your grandmom. When were you at Hajima?"

shinra: it was....on and off, mostly....it was scary there, but to be honest, it was better than being with my grandma, and locked in the pantry.

lisa: where the hell was child services?!

shinra: i know, right?!

Vulcan: "Fix that upper body strength!" *checking the pistons while talking to Shinra* "And while you were there, they experimented on you?"

shinra: i think, but i think i also repressed most of it.

Vulcan: "...Sorry."

shinra: it's all good.

Vulcan: *sets down the wrench* "Okay, that's enough for today..."

-elsewhere-

Assi: "--and he was dressed really tacky, like he was colorblind and shopped consignment."

Shotaro: "Wooooooow...Airship?"

mana:.... <-<

Emine: "How can one procure such an airship? Perhaps to drop items down upon my enemies?"

-elsewhere-

Akutagawa: *points to calligraphy* "This one is Shen Zhou's 'On Growing a Beard.' Notice how well spaced are the characters."

atsushi: huh. neat.

gin: ^^

Lucy: "Hmm...So, you do research this stuff? Is this all they have? Just stuff about beards?"

Akutagawa: *hard stare* "No." *points* "Emperor Huizong's 'Poem of Fragrance.' Using the slender gold style."

atsushi: i see. *side glance to lucy that says 'i have no idea what any of this means, help'*

Lucy: *puffs her cheeks* "So, is that 'regal' or something?"

Akutagawa: "To simplify, it means the strokes are thin and sharp, showing precision suited to elite writing. notice the flaring, quick movement of the brush..."

gin: ^^; (at least ryu's enjoying himself.)

Akutagawa: *looks at a display* "Here, you can try your own hand at calligraphy..." *picks up a brush*

atsushi: hmm...

gin: *already writing something; the kanji for 'family'*

Akutagawa: "..." *small smile before he orders--* "Tiger. Doll Girl. Write something."

atsushi: *writing something* ._.; *he just drew a tiger* .....*sweats*

gin: that's pretty good.

Akutagawa: "It's...cute."

atsushi: um.... thanks. ^^;

Lucy: -_-; "First, my name is 'Lucy.' Second, I can't write, so..." *holds up a painting of a smiley face*

atsushi: that's really good, lucy.

Lucy: ^^ "Thank you!"

atsushi: and, maybe i could teach you to write?

Akutagawa: "...The line is thicker along the bottom, adding some tension to the overall piece..."

Lucy: "I would like that."

Akutagawa: "..."

gin: ^^;

-elsewhere-

higuchi: *looking at a book on parenting life hacks*

Q: *picks up a lighter--*

kuniko: Q, no!

Q: "???"

higuchi: Q, the lighter's not a toy. it can hurt someone if used wrong. why dont we play some candyland instead?

Q: "Can I be the yellow piece?"

higuchi: sure thing.

kuniko: im gonna go finish up the laundry now. *exits*

Q: "...That lady..."

higuchi: ??

Q: "Miss Rain."

higuchi:....*bites her lip*

Q: "Mori seemed weird after she died."

higuchi:.....when-....when you were captured, she was really worried about you.

Q: "..." *nods* "Yeah."

higuchi:...im a bit jealous. you and chuuya...and ryu and the tiger....were some of the last people that saw her...s-sorry, im not trying to blame you for anything. its just...i miss her so much.

Q: "...Do you want a hug?"

higuchi: *sniff* but first, i need to make sure you arent hurting yourself, ok?

Q: -^- "I'm not." *holds up his hands*

higuchi: *soft hug*

Q: "..." *hug*

higuchi:......*smiles*

Q: "Sorry."

higuchi: it's ok. im not mad at you.

Q: "...She was nice."

higuchi: yeah. she really was.

Q: "Chuuya seems to miss her, too."

higuchi:...

-meanwhile-

-a soft breeze blows-

Chuuya: *approaches a tombstone*

-rain's...-

Chuuya: "Long time..."

-…-

Chuuya: "Glad to be back here after so long."

-.....-

Chuuya: "You can imagine a lot has happened...and that one surprise I didn't know..."

-birds chirp overhead. squirrels scamper. even in this place of death, life goes on-

Chuuya: "Rain...That child you found...I'm still surprised. Sometimes, I think you were too kind for your own good." *his eyes are full of tears*

-...-

Chuuya: "I just wanted you to know, Miyuri and Sonia are well. I'm taking care of them."

-a soft breeze blows-

Chuuya: *sighs, wipes his eyes* "Th-Thank you, Rain..."

???: figured we'd find you here, chuuya.

Chuuya: *sighs* "Hello."

elise: i'll let you two talk it out. *walks off*

mori: chuuya. *nods*

Chuuya: "Sir..." *gets up* "I see you're up and about."

mori: indeed. it has been a hectic few months for us all, hasnt it. likewise, i want to thank you for your hard work. it's thanks to you we can safely walk the streets again, after all.

Chuuya: "...It was just business."

mori: regardless, i wished to speak with you. and since you were sooo kind enough not to tell me your new address, i figured the only logical place for you to be was....well....*glances at rain's grave*

Chuuya: "...You have some nerve coming here."

mori: ...

Chuuya: "Don't think I have forgotten it...every last thing you did to her."

mori:.......

Chuuya: "I will never forget it. You may be my boss, I may respect that..." *looks up at him, his eyes filled with a deep hatred* "But I will never forgive you for what you did to Rain."

mori:...you loved her, didnt you?

Chuuya: "You're damn right I do."

mori:......i see. then i have no further business here for now. come along, elise.

elise: kay, lets go get crepes, i havent had one in soooo looooooong!

Mori: *smiles at Chuuya, tips his own hat, departs* *walks with her...the hand by her side is shaking slightly...*

elise:.....*glances back at chuuya*

Chuuya: *glaring after Mori*

elise:....you know he has every reason to want to try to kill you now, rintarou. you do know that, right?

Mori: "Shh...Let's...just be on our way. Crepes await..." *struggles to smile*

elise:.....

-elsewhere-

sayaka: so how come the rest of you became magical girls?

haruka: we could ask the same of you.

sayaka: well, i used my wish to heal my friends arm that i _thought_ i had a crush on, but turns out i just liked his music. we're still friends though. <3<; he's also kind of my other friends ex-boyfriend but thats neither here nor there.

Arisa: "That's rough, buddy." *stretches* "Well, honestly, I was kind of different before I got my powers."

sayaka: how so?

Arisa: "Would you believe I was a lot shyer, timid, and weak?"

sayaka: i didnt know you back then, so who am i to say?

Arisa: -3- "I used to get bullied all the time...I wanted to die."

sayaka: oh no! D8>

Arisa: "This one girl, Mika Nishinaka, was horrible to me...Then I met Kokoro."

{kokoro: DONT THROW AWAY YOUR LIIIIFE! *yoinks arisa back*}

{Arisa: *crying, shaking her head* "No...I don't want to live anymore!"}

{kokoro: but there's so many wonderful things in this world! i dont know what exactly's bothering you, but im sure it'll get better soon. *smiles*}

{masara: ...}

{Arisa: Q_Q "H-How do you know that?"}

{???: *growls*}

{masara: kokoro, we got company.}

{monster: *a large lizard like monster appears, hissing*}

{kokoro: *weapons out* masara, stay with her, i'll handle this one! *she fights the monster off*}

{Arisa: *watches...her eyes widening*}

{kokoro: let's finish this! HYAAAAH!}

{-the monster vanishes, leaving behind a pile of grief cubes-}

{kokoro: *phew* that was a close one.}

{Arisa: "... ... ...WOW! THAT WAS INCREDIBLE!"}

{kokoro: all in a magical girl's work. ^^}

Arisa: "Kokoro inspired me--so I faced that bully Mika and never looked back."

sayaka: wow.

Arisa: =W= "Yes, I am amazing."

Matsuri: "..."

sayaka: how about you, haruka?

haruka: oh, nothing really special, just a girl from a rich family with a-...i had a sister, b-but she was stillborn.....

chisato: i've never heard anything about you having a sister.

haruka: they dont like talking about it...

sayaka: and how about you, matsurin?

Matsuri: "I...used to be blind."

sayaka: ....

Matsuri: "I wished to see...but since then, I feel like I forgot something about myself."

???: indeed you have, dear sister of mine~

sayaka: ?!?!?

-a figure in purple drops down from the roofs-

???: hello girls~ i hope you dont mind my dropping in~ fufufu~

Matsuri: *tenses*

chisato: *aims pistol* just who the hell are you?

???: please, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Kagari Hinata.

haruka: ?!

Matsuri: "What? ..." *shakes her head* "No. No, this can't be!"

kagari: say, i see you met suzune! where is she, if i may ask~?

Arisa: *keeps her mouth shut* "..."

kagari:....nothing to say? very well. *STAB*

Arisa: "GRK--" *coughs up blood, collapses*

Haruka: "Arisa!"

kagari: *glances at her* oh? my my, how curious~

Haruka: "?!" *backs up*

kagari: you made quite an interesting wish, i see. you felt like your parents didnt love you enough, in favor of your dear elder sister, kanata, right?

Haruka: "..." *shaking her head* "N-No...Stop..."

kagari: so you decided to wish for her to disappear, effectively erasing her....

arisa: ?!

kagari: by contracting illegally....and getting away with murder~ *laughs* selfish, selfish murderer~ cold blooded sister killer~ ahahaha~<3

Haruka: "STOP IT!" *something glows in the middle of her head...pulling in her face*

kagari: you think you're such a perfect, pretty face, but under that beauty, is a hideous monster~

Haruka: *screams, as something explodes out of her back*

arisa: !!!! HARUKA!

Haruka: *her eyes are pulled inward into one, swallowing her face and silencing her screams--before multiple arms rip out of her body*

sayaka: w-what the hell?!

kagari: fufu- for now, i bid you girls adeu~ *grabs matsuri and flees*

arisa: MATSURI! GRK- o-ow...

*The Wraith that was Haruka lunges at Sayaka*

sayaka: !!!! *fending it off with her swords*

Chisato: *firing* "Sayaka! Heal Arisa!"

sayaka: right! *healing her*

arisa: nghh..

sayaka: just hold on, it'll be ok... *notices her soul-gem* ._.;; (oh crap, im low on magic! if i run out here, then im basically screwed!)

-something bursts from her soul-gem; an armored mermaid?-

sayaka:....*SCREAMS* WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU?! WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT THE FUCK?!!!

armored mermaid: *attacking the wraith*

Wraith: *swinging arms at the Mermaid*

armored mermaid: *slashing with swords*

*The Wraith's eye charges before releasing an energy blast*

-SLICE SLICE STAB-

*An inhuman scream erupts from the mouthless Wraith...*

sayaka: chisato! now!

Chisato: *aims...hesitates...*

Wraith: *charges up again*

Chisato: "!!!" *fires*

-BOOOOOM-

Wraith: *collapses...starts to revert...*

-the armored mermaid vanishes, leaving sayaka's soul gem cleansed-

sayaka:...ah...what....was that...?

Chisato: "HARUKA!"

-haruka's crumpled body lay lifeless on the ground-

arisa: !!!

Chisato: "..." *can't speak, just holding Haruka, crying*

arisa:....*grips fist* that bitch....i'm gonna kill her! *runs off*

sayaka: arisa, wait! you arent fully healed yet!

Chisato: *still holding onto Haruka*

-elsewhere-

kagari: there we go, now you cant run off~ ^^

Matsuri: *tied up* "Let me go!" *struggling to free herself* "Why?!"

kagari: lets see if _this_ jogs your memory~ *pokes her forehead* boop~

Matsuri: "!!!"

*FWOOSH*

{Child!Matsuri: *sniffle*}

{???: matsuri?}

{Matsuri: "H-Huh?" *looks up*}

{tsubaki mikoto: *smiles* are you doing alright?}

{Matsuri: "...Just feeling sad..."}

{tsubaki mikoto: *hug* why dont i tell you girls the story again?}

{kagari: oh will you, miss tsubaki!?}

{Matsuri: "I-I'd like that..."}

{tsubaki mikoto: ^^ of course, girls.}

{-...-}

{Matsuri: "..." *listening...*}

{suzune: *whimpering*}

{Matsuri: *spots Suzune...sees the bell on her collar* "..."}

{suzune: *hic* *sniff*}

{Matsuri: "..." *approaches*}

{suzune: ?! *looks up*}

{Matsuri: "It's okay...Don't be afraid..."}

{suzune:...t-tsu...*hic*}

{Matsuri: "...Tsubaki..."}

{suzune:.........*shaking*}

{Matsuri: "Hey...It's going to be okay...Do you want to be friends?"}

kagari:.....i was the one to find tsubaki's body.....that little brat, suzune....i want her to suffer....so that's why i'll kill you in front of her, and then kill her. hehehe....AHAHAHA!

Matsuri: "Wh-Why?! Stop! You don't need to do this--"

???: "No. She needs to die."

kagari: oh suzune! did you get my message? *holds up her phone, which has a selfie of herself and the captive matsuri*

Suzune: *aims her sword--and lunges*

-SLASH SLASH CLANG-

Matsuri: *staring, shocked...tries to break out of her confines*

kagari: AHAHAHA! oh what's this? playing the hero?! after all the blood you spilled? after you took our tsubaki away from us?!

Suzune: *eyes widen, as the ferociousness of her attacks increase, stamping onto Kagari's foot before swinging her blade again*

Matsuri: "Oh god oh god..." ("What do I do...")

-dont give up, matsuri, i believe in you both-

Matsuri: "!!! ...Tsu-Tsubaki?"

kagari: *SLASHING* AHAHAHAHA!

Suzune: *being pushed back* "..."

Matsuri: "..." *breaks the restraints, rushes at them...*

kagari: eh-

Matsuri: "Beam Blades!" *hard-light blades emerge from her hands*

kagari: oh?

Suzune: "?!"

Matsuri: *swings her blades at Kagari*

kagari: very well, TWO FOR THE PRICE OF ONE! *summons illusionary doubles of herself* AHAHAHA!

Matsuri: "..." *narrows her eyes*

Suzune: *glancing at each one*

kagari: do you really think you can stop me? i wont stop until you suffer like she did!

Suzune: "...I doubt that."

Matsuri: "..." *aims at one copy*

kagari: ah-

Matsuri: *SLICE*

kagari: GRK- m-matsuri....*laughs* h-how could you? and to your dear big sister too~?

Matsuri: "...I'm sorry." *knocks her in the head*

-POW-

kagari: nghh....

Matsuri: "..." *looks at Suzune* "You look hurt..."

suzune: she got me good....*coughing blood* s-shit....y-you ok, matsuri?

Matsuri: "Yes..." *helps her up*

suzune: *stumbles* please, dont bother with me...

Matsuri: "Be quiet. You need help..."

suzune: you'd really help a killer?

Matsuri: "...Why do you do it? Why do you kill?"

suzune:...tsubaki contracted illegally...she became a monster as a result....i dont want any other illegal contractor to share that fate...

Matsuri: "And killing them is better?"

suzune:.....

Matsuri: "...Let's get you to medical."

suzune:....you hate me, dont you?

Matsuri: "I just...don't want anyone else to die."

suzune:....

-elsewhere-

Jeje: "..."

Mikuni: "La la la..."

Johannes: *trying to capture a cricket on the windowsill*

metsu: *checking the money and writing notes*

Jeje: *looks over the notes*

-mostly just how much money was made that day and such. work related stuff mostly-

Mikuni: "New dress for Abel! Do we have the money for it?!"

Johannes: *holds up the jar with the cricket* "New specimen!"

metsu: depends on if we have coupons, and also that is a cricket.

Mikuni: OwO; "..." *hunts through the newspaper for coupons*

Johannes: -_-# "It will be a _vampire_ cricket..."

Jeje: "Ssss..."

metsu: *sigh* *glances at the calendar* .... summer will be here before we know it.

Johannes: "Yay!" *opens the closet, dives in...exits in an old-fashioned swimsuit with a duck floaty on, holding a kiddie pool*

Mikuni: *already has Abel in a sundress and holds a pitcher of water* "Fill up the pool!"

metsu: *sweatdrop*

-morning-

frances: good morning, gentlemen~ ^^

Dumas: *looks around, feeling a dangerous aura*

Cervantes: *sipping his drink through a straw*

frances: mr dumas, i've received some interesting information about you through a contact of mine~ does the 'chateau d'lf' ring any bells to you?

Cervantes: "Hang on...I remember being around there..."

frances: my contact mentioned they know who put you there, i will allow you to visit europe to meet them, on condition that you three will officially join the consultation office~ now gentlemen....do we have a deal~?

Dumas: "IT WAS BLACK OPS, CERVANTES--HOW WOULD YOU--Wait, what?"

frances: i'll add an additional wager, do so, and i wont tell anyone about your little 'prison escape' friend~<3

Cervantes: "..." *slams the drink down, slides it away...adjusts the straw, crosses his arms* "Pardon me, ma'am, but we are an independent operation, not for 'joining.' We are, how should I put it...three...three...Um...Three blind mice? Three stooges--"

Dumas: *covers Cervantes's mouth* -_-# "And what, if you tell, I have to run off again?"

marquis: OxO h-how does she know about that?

frances: well, if you three wish to be arrested, by all means, run off~

Cervantes: OxO

marquis: yeeeeah no thanks. ^^;;;;;

Dumas: -_-###

frances: do we have a deal?

Cervantes: *gulps* "I-I'll leave it to Dumas..."

Dumas: "...When do we leave?"

-elsewhere-

izumi: dad? you up yet?

Spirit: *yawns, stretches* "Yeah...Hey, kiddo."

izumi: can i talk to you about something?

Spirit: "Sure..."

-she explains everything-

Spirit: "Izumi...I'm sorry."

izumi: you're not mad at me?

Spirit: "Of course not! I mean, I would never be angry with you over what you want to do. I'm sorry for not letting you know that more..."

izumi:....i still dont know what i want to do...

Spirit: "Well, I can say one thing: I don't want you to drop out of the DWMA--not yet. You still have the rest of this semester to finish..."

izumi: i wont. i'll finish through NOT classes before i decide what i want to do...

Spirit: *nods* "Okay. Whether you stay or not, I promise, I will support your decision--so long as you stay in some school."

izumi: ok. *hugs* thanks, dad.

Spirit: *pat pat* "You're welcome. Please, don't ever be afraid to talk about this..."

-elsewhere-

Rin: *snoozing in his plane seat*

stocking: *looking out the window*

Rin: *shifts in his seat, muttering*

Flight Attendant: "May I get you something to drink, ma'am?"

stocking: some raspberry iced tea please.

Flight Attendant: "Right away! And you, sir--"

Rin: *sleep talk* "Fizzy lifting drink..." "

Flight Attendant: "..." *writes down 'soda'* "And you, ma'am?

shura: im good.

Flight Attendant: "Very good." *leaves*

Rin: *sits up* "Hmm...Did we forget someone?"

-elsewhere-

Shima: *somehow buried under snow*

-elsewhere-

stocking: probably no one important.

Rin: "Yeah, you're right...When we get home, I need to scoop up the ice in the back of the freezer, make it into a snowball, and throw it at Bon."

-elsewhere-

Bon: "..." *writes a note: 'Toss something at Rin'*

-elsewhere-

Walter: "He's been in there for hours...Or maybe just minutes."

leroux: did something happen?

Walter: "Nothing much--he checked the mail, took some package for himself, ran into your room--"

-inside-

Kafka: *opens the package, showing a book* "TEACH ME TO DANCE!"

-outside-

leroux: oh dear...

Walter: "--and I just keep hearing some '3, 2, 1, 1, 2, 3' pattern with music. I think it's the waltz?"

leroux: seems so.

-elsewhere-

Tall Student: "A HEALTHY LUNCH IS JUST THE THING TO FILL EVERY MITOCHONDRIA IN YOUR BODY WITH THE ENERGY IT NEEDS TO GET THROUGH THE REST OF THE DAY! HA HA HA--"

Dabi: =_=### ("Kill kill kill kill--")

Queen: *feet on the table, sipping a milk carton*

banshee: ^^; he's....enthusiastic...

Peter: "I guess we haven't had the best introductions yet--Hi, I'm Peter!"

banshee: komachi.

Masked Student: "...Stevi."

Tall Student: "CALL ME SIMON!"

Twice: "Wow, you're a tall drink of water, ain't ya?!" *suddenly pulls open Simon's mouth* "HOW DID YOU GET SO BIG?! DID YOU EAT ALVIN AND THEODORE?!"

tomura: *glances at queen*

Queen: "...'Queen.' I said it in class. You deaf?"

himiko: noooo, like what's your naaaaaame!

Queen: "...I'm not fucking telling you my name."

himiko: ruuuuude. =3=

???: *a lanky student with big glasses* "Nevermind her--Queen's just always a little anxious around strangers..."

Queen: "SHUT UP, STANLEY--I KNOW WHAT YOU DID AT THE VOLLEYBALL GAME!" >_<

Stanley: *whistles innocently*

banshee: ... ^-^;

Mustard: "So, what do people do for fun at this school--"

Simon: "HOLD THE PHONE!" *hands his phone to Stevi*

Stevi: "..." *holds up the phone* *thumbs up*

*music kicks in*

Stevi: *films as a flash mob starts*

-the students start dancing and singing-

Dabi: =_=#

tomura:.....(i...fucking....hate this place.)

Twice: *doing the monkey*

-elsewhere-

Kepuri: "Okay, try them out, WASHU." *she's designed robotic butterfly wings*

WASHU: ^o^

GET: -_-#

Kepuri: "Okay, now try flapping..." *jotting notes*

GET: *tugs on Yohei's pants leg*

yohei: *hug*

-elsewhere-

Tanizaki: *reviewing files*

atsushi: have any plans for today, tanizaki?

Tanizaki: "So far, just scheduling the next jobs and interviews for potential jobs..." *stretches* "I think I'll head out to run some errands."

kirako: *hands him a list*

Tanizaki: "Oh?" *reviews* "Seems do-able...Anything to add?"

-mostly the list includes snacks, bandages, baby toys, printer paper, and such-

Tanizaki: "Looks like a bit, though...Anyone up for going?"

sylvia: i-i'll come along..

Tanizaki: "Oh, cool!" *hands her a bag* "This'll help with carrying stuff."

sylvia: i-i'll d-do my best!

Tanizaki: ^^; "We'll even pick up some snacks."

-elsewhere-

principal: so you wish for us to rehabilitate miss amano, miss hinata?

Matsuri: "...I don't know whether it is the right thing to do in the long term...but for now, I think it's our best shot..."

principal: hmmm, well, she will need to be rehabilitated in the detention center for at least a week, just to evaluate her.

Matsuri: "...No visitors?"

principal:....i cant guarantee that at this time.

Matsuri: "...Okay. Is there anything else?"

principal: i've contacted miss kanade's family, and the funeral will be scheduled for this weekend.

Matsuri: "..." *shakes*

principal:....*pats on the back* she was a good student, and a good friend.

Matsuri: *breaks down crying*

principal:.....*awkward hug*

-elsewhere-

#death city days

[honeygoldtxt]

See I love trauma because you’ll go x amount of months thinking you’re moving forward and then you wake up from the recurring dream™️ an hour before your alarm goes off and it feels like ALL of your process has been undone!!!!!!!

#i feel like the kafka bug girl help #this is a rough start to the day #trauma and recovery

[honeygoldtxt]

Getting my updated vaccinations tomorrow (Covid + Flu) and my dormant fear of needles is no longer dormant!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As long as I can see it going into my arm I’m fine but I swear I can feel my left arm tensing up at the thought!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I swear I’m an adult and I can handle needles but if I think about it for too long my brain blows it out of proportion

#i feel like the kafka bug girl help #HHNNNGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!! #guys it’s okay #once it’s over I’ll be like wtf was I freaking out about but UNTIL THEN!!!!!!!! #panic!!!!!!!

[honeygoldtxt]

The passage of time is making me nauseous but other than that I’m GREAT HOW ARE YOU DOING?!????:8;83&;&;’&:$,&3);6,)3?;&;73?;7;$

#i feel like the kafka bug girl help