Post by therunawaygirl on Sept 19, 2019 11:02:55 GMT -5
M'Lyn couldn't hide her shock, after hearing Kujo's mother shout through the cellphone. Just by the demand alone she could understand how worried Kujo's mother was.
And slowly, her anger was becoming justified over Kujo's take on the issue. As he hung up, and asked her about meeting with his mother, M'Lyn sighed. Nothing but a "hassle"?
"Says the child who believes that lying their way out of this will solve everything..." M'Lyn groaned, "The longer you lie, the harder it'll be to keep it hidden. The way you're treating this, like a little kid who's done something wrong and yet is frightened of being punished for telling the truth... You act much the same way, Kujo."
Since Kujo wasn't listening any longer, as he was tired just like anyone else, M'Lyn simply dropped the issue. No point in arguing with someone in such state. Although she did want to reassure the woman at the other end of the phone... Asking would be pointless, since Kujo had stated his dislike to confront things head on, albeit indirectly.
Once the two were inside, the Almira's bridge was raised, and the aircraft took flight. Alice was still typing away, commanding the ship while the others went to their rooms.
"You're not sleeping?" M'Lyn asked calmly. "..." Alice took a deep breath, "Don't feel like it just yet. I'll go take a break in a bit." "...If you say so..."
M’Lyn’s words found Kujo’s back, though the man showed no sign of hearing them, as he didn’t react visibly in any way. His emerald eyes stayed on the sky just above the ship in view, wondering about something else they had all discussed earlier. Other worlds, huh? Though many would shrug off such an idea as childish fantasy, Kujo had seen enough things with his own two eyes to banish any disbelief. Are they rampaging through other worlds, too? As the door to the ship opened, Kujo ducked his head to make his way inside. Tap! Tap! Tap! The sound of furious typing greeted him.
Alice sat at her computer station, hardly looking up as she worked while M’Lyn followed in behind Kujo. ”You’re not sleeping?” M’Lyn seemed concerned, not by her tone, but by everything else. It seemed the two really were strong comrades. Alice finally glanced over at the two of them, taking a deep breath. ”Don’t feel like it just yet. I’ll go take a break in a bit.” The girl seemed stressed. Kujo stood there silently, his hands in his pockets. He didn’t want to ask his questions if she was already overexerting herself. As M’Lyn resigned to Alice’s will, Kujo walked over to a nearby chair, sitting down as he sighed and looked at the ceiling of the aircraft they were in.
What a night—I can’t catch a break. Leaning back in the chair, the mans emerald gaze found Alice once more. ”Don’t be too hard on him. In the end—he managed to pull it off.” Sure, it could have gone better, but in the end everything had worked out. Jack had seemed to grow stronger. Just what happened back there? Alice seemed tired, even if she didn’t want to show it—he couldn’t blame her. They had all been awake all night by the looks of it. He’d ask about it in the morning. Raising to his feet, Kujo looked over towards M’Lyn.
”So—where’s the room?” He hadn’t really explored much of the ship they were in yet. Eager to be done with the night (technically, morning?), Kujo had decided it would be best to call it in.
Post by therunawaygirl on Sept 24, 2019 3:20:00 GMT -5
Alice didn't reply, to neither M'Lyn or Kujo. She just played deaf, and M'Lyn knew she was doing that. Shaking her head, the Miqo'te decided to guide Kujo through the craft instead.
"This way" she said, glancing towards him, "Hopefully, you'll be ok with it. There's not much variety, to be fair."
M'Lyn led Kujo through the one hallway, with about 6 doors per side -making a total of 12 rooms. One of them was locked -Jack's- while the other two were open, with a faint green light beeping every now and then. The rest all had a yellow, permanent light, showing they were all vacant.
"You can take any of the ones with yellow" M'Lyn explained, "Doesn't matter which one, since they're all the same when it comes to furniture and color."
"With that said... Good night" M'Lyn waved, as she left for her own room. [TIME SKIP]
"Wake... UP!" "UWAH!"
A loud thump was heard throughout, loud enough to wake most people. It came from Jack's room, and the door was open. Groaning, M'Lyn stood up and walked out to the hallway.
”This way” M’Lyn’s voice broke the silence that had hung in the air. Alice was seemingly ignoring them—stewing on whatever it was her heart was feeling at the moment. ”Hopefully you’ll be ok with it. There’s not much variety, to be fair.” Kujo nodded as he followed her out of the room through the hallway. The man could sleep anywhere—though he did prefer beds, relieved at the fact he’d have that much luxury. As they came upon multiple doors lining the hallway, Kujo found himself a bit surprised. There were twelve rooms in total—hadn’t M’Lyn mentioned not having much variety? This was much more than he had expected.
Filling him in on the fact that all the rooms were identical, and to take any of the yellow doors, Kujo’s gaze fell on the one with the faint green light shining from within. Wonder what he’s doing… That guy always seemed to be fiddling with something. ”With that said…good night.” Heading for her own room, Kujo waved and bid good night to M’Lyn before heading into one of the rooms with yellow doors. Heading to the bed, the man didn’t bother with removing any clothes as he fell back and stared at the ceiling—waiting for sleep to come to him as he thought about all of the events that had happened the past few days…
THUMP! A loud crash woke Kujo up, causing the man to sit upright on the bed immediately as a faint light began to shimmer around him. ”What now…?” Hearing M’Lyn’s voice from the hallway, Kujo sighed, the light fading almost as quickly as it appeared. Ah…it’s probably about that time… Had Alice taken the initiative? He hadn’t expected a surprise attack—the girl was clever. With the barest hint of a grin on his face, Kujo left the bed and opened the yellow door leading into the hallway. Stepping out from the room, the tall man rubbed the back of his head before cracking his neck a bit.
”Dammit Alice—did you have to wake us up, too?” The man grunted in efforts of fighting off sleep. Glancing over at M’Lyn, Kujo gave a smirk before raising an eyebrow. ”Well—suppose we should help him again?” With that, Kujo shoved his hands into his pockets before walking over to Jack’s open bedroom door, leaning in the doorway. ”You’re both so noisy.” Though his tone was its usual gruff and stoic self, the glint in his eyes as well as the faint smile on his lips was a sign of his good humor.
He didn't have any siblings. At moments like this, he was grateful.
Post by therunawaygirl on Sept 28, 2019 14:38:22 GMT -5
M'Lyn blinked a few times after realizing Kujo had also woken up, and only drew a bitter smile. Yet, at the man's resolve, the Miqo'te couldn't help but agree.
"I suppose that's one of the options at the moment..." she chuckled, "Those two definitely know how to quarrel, though, so I'd advice to choose your words with care. Especially with Alice in such a mood."
Jack's room, from Kujo's stand-point, was rather similar to his own -a single bed, a desk, a chair and a small wardrobe, all complemented by white walls and floor. Jack was laying on the ground with both hands and knees on the floor, soothing the back of his head and groaning, while Alice was before him, her green eyes glaring at her brother and fists clenched tightly.
"...Why'd you have to wake me up like that...?" Jack complained, "You even woke the other two up..." "Well, that's good" Alice said bitter, "Now's the time where you explain what the hell you were thinking back there, Jack. Why'd you go on your own? And why did you issue Code White?! What's going on already?!"
Jack raised his view a bit, frowning, while Alice made her best not to cry. Seeing her hold back caused Jack to sigh and stand up, stretching a bit.
"...Fine. I guess I do own y'all an explanation..." the boy mumbled, and looked at the rest, "This'll sound like a fairy tail and stuff, but trust me -I ain't lying my way out of this one."
"So... For a while now, I've had this dream, okay? It's... Honestly not much, but it kept saying the same thing, over and over... And, well..." Jack struggled to find the right words, "Long story short, it was trying to tell me about something I had to find. Up until yesterday, though... I didn't know where I had to look for it, though..." "And going out on your own was your way of searching, then?" M'Lyn asked, coldly. "I wouldn't say that..." Jack admitted, looking away, "It's more like... What I had to find was... That Heartless. You know which one I'm talking about -all of you. I dunno why I had to find it, but I just... Did. And..." to further prove his point, Jack summoned his Keyblade in the blink of an eye, "This also was in my hand. I've yet to know what it is, or how it works, though... But while I fought that Heartless, it suddenly appeared. And then... Something else happened, but I honestly have no idea what it was. And, well---"
Jack was cut short, as Alice quickly hugged him. At first shocked, Jack smiled with a bittersweet look. To think she'd get this worried...
"Don't EVER do that again!" she cried, "I was worried sick!" "Heh... Okay."
Kujo sighed a bit while the two siblings quarreled. It seemed there wasn’t much to be done when it came to aiding Jack—he was quick to provide an explanation to Alice’s question. It seemed his moments of secrecy and recklessness were on pause…for now. Listening to Jack’s explanation silently, Kujo crossed his arms over his chest as he gazed at the two in front of him. Truthfully, the explanation was almost as vague as the happenings themselves. Can’t I catch a break? This whole mess at first appeared simple…or was he just not that complex? As Jack summoned his Keyblade, the oddly shaped weapon Kujo had witnessed appear the other day, the man felt its surge of power from the doorway he stood in.
That weapon… Whatever it was, it wasn’t normal, that was for sure. The sheer power the man sensed from it signified that—as well as how the Heartless had responded. ”This also was in my hand. I’ve yet to know what it is, or how it works, though…but while I fought that Heartless, it suddenly appeared. And then…something else happened,” At Jack’s last comment, Kujo’s emerald eyes narrowed. There had been a blinding light and a faint clicking sound—but other than that, Kujo had completely missed whatever it was that had actually occurred. Staring at the odd weapon in Jack’s hand, Kujo remained silent as Alice suddenly hugged her brother, tears escaping as she finally broke her wall down.
Whatever it was that happened…it was caused by that weapon of his… Given what Kujo had witnessed on the battlefield, it was the only explanation he could come up with at this point. Jack, Alice and M’Lyn seemed just as clueless about it as he was, though, so there was no real way of confirming his theory…yet. ”Don’t EVER do that again! I was worried sick!” For a moment, Alice’s badgering caused the weight of nostalgia to settle on Kujo’s shoulders. He’d heard similar lines before, once upon a time… Shaking his head, Kujo remained leaning in the doorway with his arms crossed as he grinned.
Post by therunawaygirl on Sept 30, 2019 9:10:17 GMT -5
Jack was caught off-guard by Kujo's comment, at first dumbstruck. But he managed to draw a faint smile as a reply.
"I dunno... I think it would've been harder had you not been there" he replied, shaking his head, "I owe ya one, bud." "If I may..." M'Lyn coughed to draw attention, "I think we have 2 matters left pending as of now... First... Alice" the Miqo'te looked at Alice, who was wiping away her tears, listening, "I have to ask what it was that kept you so late at night... Care to share?" "Oh... That..." Alice looked away for a second, as if she was trying to hide something obvious, "I... Looked into that Heartless Jack and Kujo fought... I just wanted to make sure it didn't run away." "And?" "Well... That's the thing... After you two came back to the Almira... Any Heartless readings dropped to 0... In fact, before I came to wake Jack up... They were still at 0%. I wonder if that means something of importance..." she wondered aloud. "I mean... If the scanners ain't showing anything, it's 'cause the Heartless aren't active, right?" Jack asked, confused. "Maybe... I still wanna get a bit more data about that. For now, I can't say whether it's permanent or temporary." "Fair enough" M'Lyn nodded, "Now, onto the second issue..."
The Miqo'te turned to face Kujo, still leaning in the doorway. While the two siblings looked with clear confusion, M'Lyn was cold and dead serious. There was something that had bothered her ever since last night...
"Don't try to hide it, now" the Miqo'te warned, "I'm very much aware of what transpired." "M'Lyn, what'cha talkin' about?" "Oh, Kujo knows. I was hoping he would enlighten us, less I embarrass him in front of you two" the Miqo'te finished with a sly smirk.
At Jack’s thanks, Kujo averted his gaze a bit while mumbling something along the lines of ”You’re more trouble than you’re worth…” Was the big guy embarrassed? Whatever it was, it lasted hardly a second as the man’s stoic and serious demeanor seemed to recover itself. At M’Lyn’s sudden announcement, Kujo raised an eyebrow at the cat woman as she explained the ‘two matters’ on the docket. ”First…Alice, I have to ask what it was that kept you so late at night…” Kujo’s gaze fell to the other girl—who was wiping away tears and recovering herself rather quickly. Admitting to have been researching the Heartless they had fought, Kujo’s interesting was piqued. He had never seen a demon like that before—a twisting mass of pitiful Heartless. The sight itself was grotesque. ”Well…that’s the thing…after you two came back to the Almira…any Heartless readings dropped to 0…”
Alice’s sudden statistic caused Kujo to hold his breath for a moment. Zero…? Really? Just like that? Glancing over at Jack with a raised brow, Kujo remained silent. There had been something after that battle that had happened, though he didn’t understand it. Something had appeared in the sky…something that almost looked like the keyhole one would find on a really old fashioned door… ”Now, onto the second issue…” M’Lyn’s voice brought the man out of his thoughts as his emerald gaze fell back to the cat woman. As she met his gaze, Kujo saw the weight of seriousness on her expression, noting him that whatever this ‘second point’ was, it must be important. After the woman’s warning, and Jack’s obvious confusion, Kujo felt a nagging suspicion creeping into his heart.
”Oh, Kujo knows. I was hoping he would enlighten us, less I embarrass him in front of you two.” The sly smirk that appeared on her lips only caused the man to scowl back in return. Damned woman! He knew it! The cellphone in his pocket remained turned off, both to conserve battery life as well as ignore any incoming calls or messages. Keeping his arms crossed and scowl permanent, Kujo sighed a bit. ”You’re incorrigible.” Despite the fact he had meant it as an insult, there was an admiring tone in his voice. He couldn’t help but respect the woman’s battle strategy as well as ferocity. ”Can’t I catch a break? You really don’t let stuff go.” With a look of exasperation, Kujo avoided M’Lyn’s gaze before finding Alice’s and Jack’s.
”Sigh—M’Lyn wants to meet my mom.” Raising a hand to his forehead as he shook his head, Kujo’s grimace returned as he looked down at the floor. ”For some reason, she’s convinced it’s a good idea—“ Glancing back up at M’Lyn, his emerald eyes betrayed the annoyance he was feeling. ”—but I can’t imagine telling some normal, mundane woman about demons that form in the night, devouring hearts, being helpful to our situation.”
Post by therunawaygirl on Sept 30, 2019 11:57:19 GMT -5
Jack and Alice listened carefully. While Kujo had his points well built, M'Lyn's reasons were also a point to take in mind. Crossing his arms, Jack hummed in thought, while Alice looked at Kujo with doubt. Both knew what it was like to hide something from family -they could most certainly explain why that was.
"Well... Sooner or later, you'll be asked all about it, right?" Alice asked, "I get why you're doubtful, but no one's an idiot. Heck, even idiots have their bright moments!" she shouted, that last phrase clearly aimed at Jack, who scowled a bit at the comment. "...Ha..." Jack sighed, "It ain't about it being hepful for us. And, as Alice said, we still don't know whether the Heartless took a temporary retreat, or a permanent one. We still have time to get more casual things done, until we get the data we're after. 'Sides, ain't her the reason for your worry?" he asked with a grin, "Heh... I'm right, aren't I? If M'Lyn thinks meeting her is a good idea, I can only guess the reasons why." "Although I have to wonder how you knew about her..." Alice told M'Lyn. "That, I believe, is a rather triffle matter..."
As M'Lyn finished talking, she decided to take her leave. Once out, past Kujo -whom she glared at one last time, coy- she made her way to the deck. Jack and Alice remained there for a while, before following suit. Alice remained back, waiting for Kujo, while smiling with a bit of unease.
"Y'know... The longer you hide things, the worse it'll be once the bubble bursts..." she said, calmly, "I get it, though -not anyone would understand what's been happening. But... y'know..." Alice looked at Kujo with a smile, "No matter how much of a fantasy it may be, the truth is the truth. And, besides, you don't have to go alone, if you think she won't believe you. We can help by giving concrete proof, remember?"
Kujo couldn’t help but stifle a smirk at Alice’s jab towards Jack, though he was a bit annoyed that she also seemed to think it wasn’t a bad idea. ”We still don’t know whether the Heartless took a temporary retreat, or a permanent one. We still have time to get more casual things done, until we get the data we’re after.” Jack was no help whatsoever. With a look of contempt, Kujo felt a pang of regret at helping to save the guy’s skin earlier. Tch—traitor! I should’ve let him die out there! It seemed both were conceding to M’Lyn—further proven by the Miqo’te giving a coy glare as she made her exit passed Kujo and out of the room. With a sigh, the large man stayed leaning against the doorway as Jack also made his exit, following M’Lyn. Only Alice now remained in the room, with a slight smile on her face.
”Y’know…the longer you hide things, the worse it’ll be once the bubble bursts…” It seemed the girl was attempting to console him in his defeat. How gracious of her. ”No matter how much of a fantasy it may be, the truth is the truth. Besides, you don’t have to go alone, if you think she won’t believe you.” The smile on Alice’s face wasn’t one Kujo could bring himself to argue with. Shoving his hands in his pockets, Kujo glanced away from the bright girl in front of him, thinking back on a darker memory. One in a small apartment complex, partially falling apart, close to the broken down and abandoned section of the city. A night where even the moonlight seemed dimmer than usual. An open door—her, lying on the floor. Two yellow eyes glaring back.
Shaking the thought off, Kujo’s face remained in a grimace as he sighed a bit, looking back at Alice. “Tch—it’s not that I think she won’t believe me…” His mother had always taken his side on things, almost to a fault. She wouldn’t ever question something he told her to be true. It was what she’d do with the knowledge this group had, that frightened him. Luckily, the events of that night were still mostly forgotten on his mother’s end, so Kujo had never truly had to explain what a ‘Heartless’ was—not that he’d have been able to, at the time. It wasn’t until Alice, Jack and M’Lyn showed up that he even started getting any answers. I guess I owe ‘em a bit, for that much… Admitting his defeat, the man pushed himself away from the doorway, talking to Alice over his shoulder as he made his way for the deck.
”Tch—I still don’t think it’ll end well, but it seems it’s useless arguing with you all about it.” It was time to tell M’Lyn and Jack. They would have to figure out some sort of meeting. Glancing down at his pocket, the one he knew the turned off cellphone was in, Kujo felt his heart grow heavy. Entering the deck, Kujo found M’Lyn and Jack, keeping his hands in his pockets as he made himself comfortable in an empty seat. ”I’ll set up a meeting.” He said it with a short tone, one that pointed out his annoyance at having lost this match. It seemed at the end of the day, Kujo really was a bit of a sore loser. With a sigh, the man pulled the cellphone from out of his pocket, turning it on. There were 10 new voicemails and 24 unread text messages. What a pain. It seemed his mother had tried to reach out to him after he had hung up on her yesterday. Opening the 'Messages' screen, Kujo began to silently type a short message that told his mother he needed to meet with her when she was out of work, and that he'd be bringing company.
He would have preferred to fight another Demon Tower.
Post by therunawaygirl on Sept 30, 2019 13:05:47 GMT -5
Alice followed him, wondering why Kujo didn't want them to meet with his mother. He was lucky she had her... Alice looked down. She had Jack, but still... Parents were different from siblings. The thought of her family caused her to shake her head.
"He'll just tease me if I even hint to it..." she thought, knowing Jack's faint lack of touch sometimes.
At the deck, Jack was trying to contact someone, by the image on screen. M'Lyn was besides him, looking the same way. As Kujo spoke, both of them glanced back towards him, and smiled faintly. M'Lyn did chuckle a bit, but without any hints of tease behind it -a genuine laugh.
"Well... Whenever it is, I ain't gonna join" Jack informed, "Trust me, I'd like to. But I gotta get HQ on the phone ASAP. And... Well... They can reply back at any time, and only to the Almira. ...Sorry if ya feel I pushed ya to this" he added with a hint of apology. "I have to wonder if I should go... While I do admit I must, due to being my insist, well..." she looked at Kujo with a bittersweet glance, "Let's just say I don't want anyone else touching without my consent." "You can always wear a hood..." Alice said, innocent, "I'll go regardless. It's not often I get to leave the ship. And, since Jack'll be staying, he can get the data for me!" "Hey, you'll be doin' field work if you leave!" Jack bickered back.
Alice giggled naively, and turned to face Kujo. The look on his face left much to be said, but she could guess the reason. Kujo wasn't the only one who would be like that after losing an argument.
"I'm ready when you are" she said, "You wouldn't mind showing me around a bit if we leave early, right?" "...I guess that means I'll go grab a hood, then..." M'Lyn said with a sigh, "It won't take much."
M'Lyn left quickly to her room, returning moment later with a plain, white hoodie, that casually melted fine with her ears. Putting it on, the Miqo'te's ears popped right out of the holes above, but it was almost impossible to tell whether or not they were part of the hoodie. A perfect camouflage. The tail was neatly hidden under the long vest, which almost looked like a dress on its own, but still stylish enough to not be embarrassed by it.
"Looks good!" Alice cheered. "It's not often I wear these... But they have their uses..." M'Lyn admitted.
”Whatever it is, I ain’t gonna join. Trust me, I’d like to. But I gotta get HQ on the phone ASAP.” As Jack explained how communication with the higher-ups worked, Kujo narrowed his eyes a bit. HQ? Who was it this group worked for? Jack had dodged the question when they first met, and Kujo hadn’t thought to bring it up since. There was a new curiosity sparking in his eyes for a moment—as well as a hint of envy. Bastard. I’d rather contact some HQ this time… Waving off Jack’s apology, Kujo sighed and shook his head. ”Tch—to think, I used to think you were reliable.” There was a faint humor in his tone that suggested not too take the words too seriously, betraying the stoic and serious expression on his face. ”I have to wonder if I should go…” Disclosing her reluctancy, Kujo straightened a bit—readying a retort, though Alice suddenly swooped in.
A hood was a brilliant idea. Kujo had to admit, Alice always seemed to have some sort of ace up her sleeve. Offering to go in Jack’s place, Kujo leaned back in his chair with a relaxed pose as he crossed his arms. So—Alice doesn’t get out much… He assumed as much, considering all the tech work the girl did on the ship, but hearing it aloud gave it a different meaning. ”You wouldn’t mind showing me around a bit if we leave early, right?” Alice’s giggle and overall light caught Kujo off guard. Glancing away, he tilted back in the chair, balancing it on two legs as he nodded. ”Er—sure.” For some reason, Alice was difficult for him to say no to. What’s with that? He’d be irritated if so much wasn’t happening.
Leaving to change into a disguised look, M’Lyn exited and reentered the room swiftly, showcasing her speed. The white hoodie worked perfectly to disguise her ears, the vest covering her tail in order to not raise suspicion. ”Looks good.” Pushing himself to his feet, Kujo shoved his hands in his pockets before glancing back at Jack. ”Alright, guess you’re guarding the ship.” With that, the man turned and headed for the door of the ship. Pulling the cellphone from his pocket, Kujo glanced at the text messages he received from his mother. Tch—she’s too excited. It’s not like anything good was going to happen. Sighing, Kujo decided to take one battle at a time.
Post by therunawaygirl on Oct 1, 2019 8:31:12 GMT -5
"Hey! I'm still reliable...!" Jack said, taking Kujo's tease a bit too close to heart. "Not so much~!" Alice chuckled, following along Jack's self-made game. "Alice~!"
Jack was left unanswered, as Kujo began to make his way to the door, Alice and M'Lyn following suit. The boy was, therefore, left a bit disheartened, watching the rest leave without him.
"It's not like I want to stay..." he thought in a bitter tone.
As the bridge was lowered, allowing the trio to leave without delay. Once more, there were barely any people around, although the area they were in was somewhat far away from the city itself. Alice frowned, but M'Lyn already knew what had happened...
"You do realize you're the one who landed here, correct?" M'Lyn mentioned Alice. "Well... Yeah..." Alice mumbled, "But only because I didn't know we'd go back!" "Really? Even though Kujo's been with us?" the Miqo'te sighed, "He's not a member of the Brigade, you know. And he's still not. Sooner or later, we will have to part ways to resume in our mission." "Mm... I guess..."
The two girls continued to chat, while they waited for Kujo to tell them where to go. Alice, on her end, was eager to know the city, if only on the way to meeting Kujo's mother.
Walking down the bridge to the city floor, Kujo took a moment to observe where they were. It seemed they were some distance from the heart of the city, as the buildings around them were smaller and more spread out. In the distance was the city’s iconic red bridge, leading to the tall skyscrapers and floating sharks that signaled the area Kujo came to know as home. Hm…without Jack, there’s no way we’re getting a free ride. It seemed he’d have to invest in this trip—albeit, not by much. Thankfully, Kujo’s past career had been rather lucrative, allowing him and his mother to live comfortably for the past two years. His mother had always worked in the heart of the city, as that’s where most of the jobs were to begin with—so it had only made it easier for her once Kujo had decided that the area they lived in was no longer safe. She wasn’t the type to simply stay at home, after all.
M’Lyn and Alice were busy talking, so Kujo reached for his cellphone once more. He already knew a cab driver who’d give him a good deal. He wasn’t elated to talk to the guy, though. Dialing while looking for a street sign, Kujo sighed in relief as the call was answered after the first ring!”Hey—yeah, I needa lift into town. Vermoth and 6th.” Hanging up, Kujo shoved his hands into his pockets as he walked over to Alice and M’Lyn. ”Alright, I got us a ride into town.” Looking up at the sky, Kujo was grateful for the sunlight and few clouds. It seemed like too long he had grown accustomed to the city at night time. His phone had read 10:00, so they had a handful of hours to kill. Luckily, SanFransokyo was a big place—it’d be hard for anyone to get bored. ”I know a good cafe, we can start there.” When was the last time he ate? Glancing over at Alice and M’Lyn, he figured they’d be hungry by now, too.
In the distance, the faint sound of a car could be heard. Looking over towards the direction it came from, Kujo realized it was thanks to his Akogare he could hear it at all. No trees stirred, nor did it seem any cars were passing by. Ever since his powers awakening, he had gained an extraordinary perception.
After a short time, the noise became louder until finally a sleek black car with tinted windows turned around the small town street corner, parking abruptly in front of the trio, who were standing on the side of the road. As the driver’s side window lowered, obnoxiously loud music began to invade the soundscape of the quiet area they were in. Kujo’s face flashed into a mask of annoyance as finally the driver was revealed. ”Hey, Kujo! How ya been, man? It’s been a while!” The music began to lower while the driver was talking—in the driver’s seat was a man built similarly to Kujo, wearing a yellow vest and green visor hat with large dark sunglasses. ”Whacha doin’ out here, anyway?”
That was when the driver noticed Kujo’s companions. Glancing at the two, the man laughed and motioned for Kujo to get closer. Kujo of course made no sign of moving, standing as stoic as ever with both hands in his pockets. ”Hey, hey, what’re you doin’? Since when’d you become a guy like that?” Barking out a rough laugh, the man in the driver’s seat lit a cigarette, waving off Kujo’s distance as he leaned out of the window. ”’Ey there, ladies! Nice ta meet'cha!” Kujo finally walked over to the driver side window, his hand a flash of motion as suddenly the man’s cigarette was wrested from his grip. Kujo held it between his fingers, taking a drag before throwing it down to the ground, stepping on it to butt it out.
”Just shut up and drive, Lou.” Opening the rear door, Kujo glanced over at M’Lyn and Alice, an odd look in his emerald gaze as he glanced between them and the driver. ”Don’t worry, you can ignore him. He's all bark and no bite.” The driver, ‘Lou’ by the sounds of it, was grumbling about his cigarette. Once Alice and M’Lyn would get in the car—if they did, that is, which no one would probably blame them for if they didn’t—Kujo would close the rear door, getting into the passenger’s seat in the front. Suddenly, the car was whipping out of the street in an impossibly sharp ‘U’ turn, as ‘Lou’ began to drive them away from the small town towards the red bridge in the distance at an illegal speed.
”So—what’re you doin’ these days, man? I haven’t seen you 'round since—“ Lou’s sentence was cut off as Kujo reached for the volume dial on the car stereo. Turning on the music once more, albeit at a much lower volume, Kujo’s icy gaze found Lou. ”I said shut up and drive, didn’t I?” Lou was sent into another fit of laughter before looking into the rear view mirror at M’Lyn and Alice. ”So—how you both know this ass-hat?”
Post by therunawaygirl on Oct 2, 2019 8:35:59 GMT -5
Immerse in their conversation, M'Lyn and Alice didn't even hear the car arriving until the music became unbearably loud. M'Lyn was not amused, and groaned. Alice couldn't help but chuckle a bit at her discomfort, although it was understandable. At least they had the decency to lower the volume while they talked, but it didn't help when it came to M'Lyn's already growing headache.
"This better be a worth-while headache..." the Miqo'te groaned.
At the driver's greeting, M'Lyn didn't even raise her view, having already determined him to be a lousy person. Alice simply smiled with unease, not exactly sure how to react. Who was he? And how'd he know Kujo? While they were naive questions and without any ill intention, Alice thought it best not to ask, unless Kujo himself explained it.
The two entered without much hurry, Alice nodding her head as means of thaking their temporary partner. M'Lyn was more than fed up with the music, although it wasn't like she could say anything, as the driver -whose name was apparently Lou- asked how they met Kujo. Alice, as uneasy as she was, let the talking to M'Lyn.
"He's been helping us in something. Work-related" the Miqo'te said without much doubt, "It's rather trivial, really. Now... I'd appreciate it if you could lower the volume, less I do it myself without much care." "It's already low, though..." Alice mentioned, embarrassed. "Bah... Then, surely, the volume from before left echoes in my hearing..." M'Lyn groaned back. "So..." Alice jumped a bit in her seat, uncomfortable as she was, "How come... You two know each other? If... If I can know..."
Truthfully, Alice wanted to get rid of her tension. Since she rarely left the Almira, meeting new people was something she felt uncomfortable with, particularly alone. Not to mention, it was so sudden...
Lou whipped the car through the empty suburban streets, causing the space greenery outside to blur into a single hue. Kujo simply leaned against the door, resting his arm on the window as he gazed out of the car. ”He’s been helping us with something. Work-related.” M’Lyn’s tact was appreciated on Kujo’s end. He didn’t feel the need to fill in people like Lou of the recent going-ons. ”So…how come…you two know each other?” Alice’s voice reached the front of the car, causing Lou to glance over at Kujo with a devious grin. Elbowing Kujo’s arm, causing the man to glare and swat at him, Lou began to chuckle before raising his head to look back in the rear-view mirror. Exactly where he was looking was unknown, as the sunglasses he wore were so dark one couldn’t see his eyes through them.
”Oh—me and this guy? We go waaaaaaaaay back. What, elementary school?” Lou glanced over at Kujo to verify the memory—Kujo did nothing to acknowledge that Lou had even spoken. Shrugging a bit, Lou whipped the car around some more as the streets began to grow more crowded with small buildings and less trees. The once empty roads were becoming peppered with the occasional driver, though Lou simply raced past them with little regard. ”We used to get in all sorts’a trouble together! Ain’t that right, Kuta—“ Kujo had suddenly punched Lou in the arm, causing the man to yelp out in pain as he rubbed the tender spot. ”Tch—bastard.”
The large red bridge was finally in view, though traffic had forced Lou’s metal foot to a poised rest. Traffic over the bridge was always hectic, no matter what time it was. With a groan, Lou thumped! the steering wheel of his car, slouching down in his seat a bit. ”Anyway—we were practically inseparable—“ Kujo’s voice was icy as he quickly interjected. ”Y’mean you’d follow me around.” Lou seemed to ignore Kujo’s comment, talking over it. ”—we used to ‘work’ together, too, you could call it.” Lou gave a devious grin at the last remark, causing Kujo to grit his teeth and glare some more from the passenger side.
When will this damned ride end? Glancing at the cars ahead, Kujo felt the agonizing slowness of their crawling forward all too presently. ”’Till little Kujo here decided he was too good for all that—“ For the first time, Lou showed slight animosity towards Kujo, his mouth twisting into a scowl as the driver seemed to focus intently on the car in front of him. Kujo glanced over with a faint look of surprise. Immediately his face turned back into its stoic and serious demeanor. ”You know that’s not how it happened.” If Lou heard the remark, he didn't show it. Instead he was all too eager to escape the traffic, finally having crossed the large bridge, entering the larger city. During the daytime, this area was beyond crowded. Countless cars zoomed by on wide roads, tourists and locals mingled together in large masses that were occupying countless shops or restaurants. Here the sunlight was shaded, as the numerous skyscrapers and taller buildings in SanFransokyo blotted out the sun. Lou whipped the car down a busy side street, Kujo sighing in relief as he saw the cafe in the distance.
"Anyway, you girls be careful, hangin' 'round with this guy." Lou's sarcastic nature had ceased, his tone slightly ominous as he gazed at the two in the back seriously through the mirror. "Too many people in this city want 'im dead." With the last comment, Lou pulled up to a stop at the side of a street less crowded by the public. "Don't worry, Kuta. Even if you hate me, I'm lookin' out for ya." Lou elbowed Kujo as the man opened the door, scowling in response. "Tch—suit yourself." With that Kujo exited the car, slamming the door shut as he waited for Alice and M'Lyn to exit. He was grateful that the ride was over. Once the two exited the vehicle, Kujo would begin to lead them down the street, lined with small ramen shops, coffee houses, diners and other shops. "It's not too far from here." Keeping a steady pace, he seemed a little on edge. Something about having his past dredge up before him didn't sit right. It seemed no matter what neighborhood Kujo moved to—he'd never truly escape SanFransokyo and its underbelly.
The street the trio were on was less busy, but still had enough locals and tourists on it to be considered lively. Some eyes were drawn towards M'Lyn, though most averted once 'realizing' it was a 'hoodie'. It seemed the disguise was a success. Cat hoodies weren't totally uncommon in this city, after all.
Post by therunawaygirl on Oct 4, 2019 8:16:52 GMT -5
"Anyway, you girls be careful, hangin' 'round with this guy. Too many people in this city want 'im dead."
The comment caught both of them off guard, M'Lyn's expressions slowly turning into a scowl. Alice, on the other hand, couldn't help but feel even more uncomfortable. While she knew that some secrets were meant to be kept hidden, Alice couldn't help but feel curious about Kujo's past.
Hearing another name referring to Kujo -Kuta- also rose some suspicious, yet again from M'Lyn. Alice didn't mind it, since she'd heard pseudonyms almost constantly. The Miqo'te, dismissing the curious glances looking and averting her own gaze, just had to say what went through her head. Reaching for her com -just in case she needed to record the conversation for proof-, M'Lyn began her own tactics.
"I really hope we've been earnest to each other" she said, acting nonchalantly, "I'd hate to think that someone of trust would lie to anyone of us, or hide things of importance. ...Trust is a delicate thing -at one moment, one can trust another, and the next, they distrust each other to death."
Alice, oblivious to what M'Lyn was aiming for, titled her head in confusion. Now a bit less uncomfortable, she was following Kujo without any doubt, although it seemed as if her partner didn't. The sudden tension rising was visible enough to cut with a knife...
"Uhh... You're not going to pick a fight, are you...?" Alice mumbled. "..." M'Lyn simply kept looking at Kujo. "H-Hey, M'Lyn...!"
Stepping through the moderate crowd that flowed to form the sidewalk traffic, Kujo kept both hands in his pockets as he led M’Lyn and Alice to a smaller building, one with glass doors and hanging decorations within the window. ”I really hope we’ve been earnest with each other” M’Lyn’s voice reached Kujo’s back as the man went to open the door to the small and quaint cafe. ”I’d hate to think that someone of trust would lie to any one of us, or hide things of importance…” Rolling his eyes a bit, Kujo paused, glancing over his shoulder with a scowl at the Miqo’te.
”Didn’t I tell you to ignore that guy?” Sighing a bit, Kujo opened the cafe door, allowing Alice and M’Lyn to enter first. It couldn’t be helped. Clearly agitated and annoyed, Kujo ushered the two girls inside while grumbling ”Tch—seems your trust is frail, after all…” He was used to it. His past deeds always seemed to rear their ugly head in time to ruin his good mood. All of that was cut off though, as once the trio entered the cafe (bustling with commotion, but not overly crowded) a loud voice erupted from behind the counter. ”KUTA?! Ha ha! Where’ve you been?!”
A portly man came out from behind the counter, his grey shirt covered in flour and other various food items, showing that he must be one of the bakers that made the delicious snacks and desserts at this cafe. With a smile that shone like the sun, the older man with scruff on his face rushed over to where the trio was, slapping Kujo on the arm as he hugged the tall man suddenly. Grunting a bit, though not verbally protesting, Kujo wore a face of mixed emotions—both relief and annoyance lingered there. ”Things've been…busy.” He grumbled a short, vague answer, hopefully placating the man. The portly baker raised his brows at Kujo’s comment, but knew better than to press the matter.
Glancing over at M’Lyn and Alice, the baker beamed once more and offered out a hand to each woman. ”Oh, my, forgive my rudeness! I’m Paustif, the cook of this cafe!” Overall the baker seemed jovial and friendly—his fondness for Kujo draping off of him obviously. ”Why, Kuta, they’re absolutely beautiful!” Doting over the girls, the man immediately began to usher out endless compliments, offering free desserts to both. Kujo grumbled a bit, visibly holding a hand to his face in embarrassment. ”Ho ho! You girls are in excellent company! Kuta here is one of my most favorite customers!”Resting his hands on his hips, the portly baker smiled brightly at Kujo.”The guy’s really one of the few genuine people in this city!”
With that, the baker laughed, slapping Kujo on the arm once more before shaking his head and waving his arms. ”Alright, alright, enough of that. Sorry, Kuta, but this is why you need to stop in every day! If you don’t, I get so worried and it gets me too emotional when you come back!” Kujo rolled his eyes, but a faint smile warmed his stoic features as Paustif led the trio to a small ornate table in the cafe. Bringing over a small cup of coffee for Kujo, lacking any cream or sugar, Paustif grabbed a notepad and turned to Alice and M’Lyn. ”So—what can I start you both out with? I know what Kuta’ll get, as usual.”
Sure enough, Kujo merely sat at the table quietly, sipping his coffee as Alice and M’Lyn ordered. There would be a menu they could look through, which had an arrangement of classic 'traditional' breakfast foods, as well as sweets and desserts of every kind.
Post by therunawaygirl on Oct 10, 2019 11:25:00 GMT -5
"So there's nothing you've been hiding? Odd... Considering that someone's told us to be careful..." "I-I'm sure it's just a general!" Alice jumped in, quick to defend him.
M'Lyn sighed, not in the best of moods. She was sure Kujo was hiding something, but she could only guess things would be said given time. The Miqo'te wasn't exactly willing to let him keep secrets, and was adamant to make him spill them sooner or later. For now... Her only option was to comply. ”KUTA?! Ha ha! Where’ve you been?!”
The sudden greeting, and further attempts for compliments shattered the tension, if only a moment, although it definitely made them uncomfortable. Alice was quick to blush, and advert her gaze to the floor, while M'Lyn was already quite irritable. A simple groan was all of her reply, as she and Alice followed Kujo to a table.
"...I'll have the shortcake and a coffee" M'Lyn said. "Umm..." Alice was still clearly flustered, "Uhh... Chocolate Milshake, please?"
Once made their order, the two went a rather different way -Alice just looked down, trying to ignore the customers around her, and just focus on calming down. M'Lyn, on the other hand, simply played along with her fingers, tapping in the table to a random tune, and glancing every now and then at Kujo.
"The child's definitely hiding something, and it truly bothers me..." she thought, and after sighing quickly, "Say... How was your past like? If we can know, that is. I don't think knowing about each other's past is a bad idea, especially considering we have time to spare."
Hopefully, Kujo would at least take the bait. Little by little, the Miqo'te wanted to dive into his past, much like he wanted to know more about the worlds outside.
Kujo leaned back in his chair, rocking like a steady conductor with lazy footwork. Alice seemed to withdraw a bit, making Kujo wonder how used to more lively environments she was. Truthfully, he had no knowledge of where Jack and her came from, or how often she got out of that ship they rode around in. M’Lyn’s tapping was joining with the clatter and banging of kitchen work as warm fragrances filled the cafe. Though there were plenty patrons, the din wasn’t too loud, making it so none of them would have to raise their voices. ”Say…how was your past like? If we can know, that is.” M’Lyn’s sudden question had broken the silence since Ustaff’s appearance, though Kujo showed no sign of surprise as he calmly sipped his coffee. ”I don’t think knowing about each other’s past is a bad idea, especially considering we have time to spare.”
It was a simple enough question, not uncommon in idle conversation. Kujo set down his cup while glancing at the Miqo’te with a level stare. ”Boring and a pain in the ass, mostly.” It was a vague and short response, though not one of severity. It seemed Kujo wasn’t used to talking about himself much, rather than actively keeping things back. ”I am curious, though…” He realized that perhaps this was a good time for a bargain. ”I don’t know much about you both, either.” He glanced over at Alice as well. Sitting up straight to cause the chair to rest on all fours, Kujo placed his coffee down as he rested his elbows on the table. ”This is as good a time as any, I guess…” Though in Kujo’s opinion, he didn’t have much to tell.
Just then, the portly man that had greeted them earlier returned, placing a large plate in front of Kujo. It was a rather large portion of fried rice, with countless vegetables and egg as well as meat spilling from within. Glancing over at Alice and M’Lyn, the man smiled graciously. ”I know Kuta’s favorite, every time! It's not actually on the menu anymore, but I always keep the supplies handy! Would either of you like anything?” Gesturing at the man with his thumb, Kujo smirked a bit as he reached for the spoon next to his plate. ”This is Ustaff—I’ve known him since he worked in the other part of town.” At this comment, Ustaff jolted a bit as he stood upright, giving Kujo a sour look. ”I encourage you, Kuta, don’t mention that! I’d hate for my beautiful restaurant’s image to be tarnished!” At this comment, Kujo genuinely chuckled, a sound not common for him. Shaking his head a bit, he started to dig in.
”I swear, he’s such a handful…” Despite the comment, Ustaff seemed to shake his head and give Kujo a kind look—almost like that of a relative beaming with pride, though the two looked nothing alike. Unlike Kujo, Ustaff wasn't very tall, only adding to his stocky appearance. Though his hair had receded greatly, it shone with a lustrous grey. Despite his apparent age, he seemed lively and full of energy. Recovering himself, Ustaff turned to Alice and M’Lyn once more. ”Forgive me—would you like anything?”
straxeragous: so, a while back Hood and i were on another kh rp site on devientart. and we may have sent this places link to our friends that we still keep in touch with so they can join.
Mar 8, 2019 0:52:56 GMT -5
Conrí: Awesome! Thanks, Hood and Strax!
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Alma Taschner: Been a long while since I did stuff here. Currently considering the idea of coming back and making a new character.
Mar 19, 2019 0:32:43 GMT -5
Alma Taschner: I know I won't be using this old version of Alma if I do.
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hoodwink: Heads up for anyone that might check out Discord--a lot of folks are on hiatus so those of us who are active are typically not in general chat but in DMs instead. If you hop in the discord and wanna see who's active just message in general first!
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