Being fake with a true personality

"Just because of the bad things I do, does not necessarily mean that I'm a bad person. It just means you can't trust me." (independent oc blog) tracktag; coolspy235 M!A:

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A smile was brought to Kaito’s face. She seemed to be much happier than just a little while before. “Don’t force yourself to speak in a way that doesn’t sound natural.” He commented, before exchanging his greeting.

“Nice to meet you Eri-eri.” He held up his hand, shaking hers in what he supposed was to be a handshake.

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They shake hands then she lets go, smiling, and quite fond that it's only been one minute and the boy is already making nicknames for her. She wants to mimic the other, but can't think of one, so she decides that she'll get to know Kaito before she makes a nickname for him. 

"Did I sound like I was forcing myself? I'm just not used to slang, and it sounds cool, so I was trying to say some for myself!" She flashes a grin towards the other. "Okay, homie?" She's trying again, but it doesn't sound natural.

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What is with this person?! He could literally say just about the same for her. Cain wasn’t even sure if he’s actually angry, or just trying to figure this girl out by making her react in a more appropriately normal way. Maybe he just wanted to piss her off for pissing him off, if that even made sense. He didn’t know anymore.

That shove made him stumble back in surprise. What now? “How is giving people a bundle of money not charity?!” He eyed her suspiciously having never seen someone so eager to give their money away. At her reasoning, his jaw dropped. “What the fuck? You’re still saying I stink, aren’t you?!” He frowned at her, his expression only growing darker by the second then at  some point of all these nonsense, he went pale and unamused.

“W-who would want men to touch them?!” Many women and some men, but that’s besides the point. “Y-You… I can’t even — Don’t you give me that smile.” He flicked her forehead and shoved the pouch back. “Bank it in if it’s such an annoyance! Do I need to show you where a bank is?!” He was so close to blowing up.

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She winces as he flicks her forehead and almost stumbles backwards when the male shoves her pouch back to her. Nothing seems to be working, even when she tries to compliment the man, it only causes more trouble! Her smile drops, but she refrains herself from frowning. Nothing she's saying seems to have a positive effect, what could she be doing wrong?

The best option is to walk away now, walk away from this man and hope she never steps on this landmine again, but she really wants to give this man her pouch. He's poor, he stinks, and he's bitter. What a pitiful man.. 

Being nice doesn't work, being mean would only make him madder, she's sure of it -- Oh! She has an idea! She's seen children do it all the time, it works like a charm! She abruptly drops her school bag on the ground and with pouch still in hand, feigns crying. She gets into it with lip quivering and shoulders shaking. A tear or two rolls down her cheeks and the first step is to guilt trip the man: "Th- That really hurt.. Did you-" Her breath hitches. "r-really have to hit me?" 

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Cat Rescue

"Here kitty~" She calls out with open arms towards a cat perched on a tree branch. She decorates her voice in a sweet tone, in hopes of luring out the cat, but it deems no good when all the cat does is hiss at her.

She looks back at the boy as he stares back at her with hopeless eyes. This makes her heart drop, and even though she knows that all animals hate her for some unknown reason, she keeps trying so that the cat can be reunited with its human. "Kitty, come down please!"

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Robbery his ass. This was likely the worst case of theft ever, seeing how he’d just admitted to it, and that he’s still standing around as if waiting to be arrested. He would’ve ran off, if he wasn’t so unamused by her reaction that it made him curious enough to stay.

“Keep it?” Oh god no, not another one. He’s had just about enough of meeting people who tried to do charity whenever he attempted to rob them. “What is wrong with you people, you just got your money stolen — Okay now that’s just offensive.” Cain deadpanned at the sight of her pinching her nose and without hesitation, he leaned in deliberately. “I reek? Sure, I can take your money, but apparently it’s a problem if I smell? Really?!” He’d yet to move away, somehow exasperated by the situation.

“This is annoying… And I hate charity.” He shoved the pouch back to her and huffed, “Deal with it, kid. This smell’s not going away either.”Blowing into her face, the thief stepped back. 

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Hm?

Hmmm??

She does something nice, and somehow she's getting yelled at. Not just that, she's offended him and she just doesn't know why. When the male leans in, she has to step back a little in surprise and closes her mouth, which she didn't know was hanging open in the first place.

Apparently the man doesn't like it when people point out that he stinks. "I- I'm.. sorry?" She's so confused right now. What is with this person? She doesn't know how many apologies she should give to atone for what she's done - But what has she done?! She was being nice!

Flabbergasted, she nervously accepts the pouch and squints her eyes when the other blows in her face. She needs to organize her thoughts before she says something. One wrong move and the other might blow up again.

What if she compliments him? People like compliments, she knew. "No sir, it's not charity!" She shoves the pouch back to him. "This pouch here is just.. -- An annoyance for me! And if you bought yourself cologne, I'm sure the ladies will fawn all over you." Then she shakes her head, and adds,  "No, not just the ladies, even men would want to touch you!" She doesn't intend to yell it out or have any perverted meaning behind it, but unfortunately it comes out that way, and the whole conversation from the outside seems a bit misleading. Nonetheless, Mimi doesn't notice this and smiles a toothy grin.

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“… Seems like we have some more followers today.”Yumi muttered to herself, sighing softly. She then threw a glance over her shoulder, and with a clear voice she said, “Show yourself.”

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She doesn't intend to stare at the girl, and when she's caught, she looks down, with a guilty look. It's time to approach the other, to say her apologies. 

"Sorry, I didn't mean to stare at you. Your hair color is.." She pokes her head for the right word. "Unique!" Her face brightens, once she finds it. She readjusts her bag strap so she can pull out her phone. "Forgive me, if this sounds a bit rude, but may I take a picture?" She makes a small smile; she doesn't want to weird out the girl, but what she's asking for, may be weird enough. She especially doesn't want to give out her ulterior motive.

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She reminded him of old men who would carry their entire life fortune on their body at all times and to their graves, for some reason. That certainly would be an amusing thought to dwell on especially when the impression was projected onto a girl so young. But the thief hadn’t the time for that, nor the patience.

“Ah.” He responded plainly. Naivety? Or a new cultural phenomenon among youths to seem so…  unaffected by being a frequent target of crime? ”Well,” without further explanation, he picked the pouch off her hand with one swift movement and held it in the air above them. “I guess I can see now why you’d be robbed all the time. Also, this is probably robbery.” He was tempted after all. Though more so by her cluelessness than the money itself.

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She blinks and the next thing she knows, her pouch is out of her reach. Quick, she notes as she gawks at the other.

"..Sir?" Even though his actions seem ill-willed, there is no sense of danger that comes to her at the moment. And he does imply earlier that he is poor, so why not do a good deed and let him have all of it? She can always do another mission and get payed just the same. 

She waves her hands as if to dismiss something. "Mm.. Keep it!" She smiles kindly, "You need it more than I do." Then she pinches her nose and whispers, "I mean, really, sir. Forgive me, but you reek of cigarettes." 

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coolspy235 replied to your post: “Not again…”

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OH, IT'S OKAY! REALLY! you're welcome by the way

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Kaito tilted his head, wondering if she had a switching personality. No matter.

“Uh, yeah, I’m Kaito, and you are?” Her manner of speech seemed as if it wasn’t used to the slang used. His thoughts wandered into wondering if she was trained to speak a certain way, or if she were a recluse.

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"My name is Mochizuki Erika!" She says as if cheering out; she's not on a mission, but it's to be safe in case the institute sends her one while she's off the job.Until then, she guess, she'll just have fun and meet new people.

She smiles eagerly at the boy and brings in her hand for a formal handshake, "It's nice to meet you, Kaito!"

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Off the job & On the job

Off the job

Mimi can't really function as a normal teenage girl. She's an airhead sometimes, and can get very eccentric, but she simply wants to blend in and be normal like the rest. Even though her communication skills are not top notch, she is friendly and tries her best to 'get with the times', even pulling out a few slang terms here and there. It would be beneficial to her work if she could socialize normally. 

On the job

Mimi becomes very contemplative when she's working. She's serious and determined, and she's more meticulous with things. This is where she's in 'devotion-to-work' mode. She does everything according to her mission script and disregards others in the process. Everyone around her are no more than mere uses of information to her. Even if she knew you when she wasn't working- you mean nothing to her. Even if you are her target, she'll sell you out for the sake of the mission.

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He would only huff at her apology. He had half expected her to turn down his absurd demand like any normal person would, but her readiness to comply almost made him skeptical. Also, how could a money pouch even be thick enough to cause difficulty from pulling out from a whole bag?! The thief watched her do her thing warily.

“Yeah… fairness.” He muttered to himself, narrowing his eyes at her bloated pouch. The overflowing mix of notes and coins were, to be completely honest, more aggravating to look at than it was tempting. What a shame he wasn’t a particularly greedy thief.

“What are you… A walking bank? Do people even carry that much money on their body?” He blurted out without really thinking as he reached to take the 500 yen compensation. He wasn’t sure if he could be satisfied with just this after seeing all that in comparison though. Yet he hesitated to do his job right here and now. Instead, “Have you ever been robbed?” He genuinely was curious.

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She blinks at the man when he makes the remark about the walking bank. She makes a sheepish smile and weighs the pouch in her hand, "You're right, I should really deposit these, shouldn't I?"

When he asks the question of if she's been robbed, she frankly answers, "Yes. All the time, actually." What she doesn't include is that the robbers never get away with it. The scenario usually doesn't end well with the ones who try to steal her money. But she makes no effort to include that kind of information, she feels such info is unnecessary. "Why do you ask, mister?" She questions, clueless to his intentions.

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❥— “I’m nineteen.” He said, his eyes widening a little as the girl talked with slang. It was quite strange, no one had ever used that kind of talk with him. “Home dog…?”

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Only two years older. Such formality is not needed then?

Maybe 'home dog' is not the right slang term to use? This makes her ask the male,

"Kazuma, do you not dig it?" Wait a sec. Was it home dog or home boy?

...Definitely home boy. Why would anyone call someone else a dog?

"Ah. My bad. I meant to say, Kazuma, my home boy!" She smiles eagerly at the other. This time, will Kazuma show acceptance?

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“Well, how old are you? I might be much older, or we could quite close in age.” He replied, putting the lollipop back in his mouth and shrugging. “Even if I am older, you don’t need to be formal. It makes me feel a little awkward..” He laughed again.

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"Seventeen, Kazuma, sir." Again, Mimi talks as if she is reporting intel to her higher ups.

She shys away at the fact that she has to now act like her age. Maybe I can use the slang that I've learned?

"I apologize, home dog, Kazuma." She says in a way, that seems so sarcastic. 

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Watching his precious coin airborne felt like life had just slowed down dramatically. Then came the dreadful sound of metal hitting rust and an echoed ‘plop’ three feet beneath them that finally snapped him back to real time. The thief literally cried out loud, running towards the sewer drain cove to mourn his lost coin.

“That’s all the money I have! You!” He turned his head back and glared at the girl. He didn’t even know whether to be angry or despaired anymore. “What do I do now… Oh!” He was a thief, wasn’t he? Rising to his feet, he marched over to her with a frown. An eye for an eye, really. Or so the saying goes. “Give me your money,” he demanded. “This is your fault.”

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"Yes. Yes. I'm sorry. Forgive me. My hands aren't usually that flimsy, sir."    The apologies start spilling as he yells. For every sentence, she bows to the male.

A bit harsh, to outright tell the girl she's at fault, but given the situation, Mimi fully agrees. "Yes, it is all my fault, and again I am so sorry. I think it is only fair, that I repay you."  

She takes out her money pouch, and it's troubling to pull it out of her school bag, since it's so thick. Popping the pouch open, she almost spills her currency, because it's practically overflowing with money. And from all that money, she plucks out only a single 500 yen coin and hands it to the other. "Here you go, sir."

"Or an eye for an eye, we might as well say."

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❥— The male nodded. “Kazuma is my surname, and there’s no need to be polite.” He said, chuckling a little. His chuckle soon faded as he noticed the girl’s laugh had been awkward.

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"I beg to differ, Kazuma, sir. My boss has always taught me to speak to my elders as humbly as possible." Mimi states in a matter-of-fact tone. Then she pauses, "At least, you certainly look older than me." She states, no intention of being rude.

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彡 ☠ 乀 Humans were the most agitating creatures to Ezra, especially when they struggled as he was trying to feed from them; did they not know that they were going to die, and that wriggling and writhing around under his grasp was not going to help their case? Obviously not.

   Finally, the being whom he had his fingers gripped around their neck ceased to move, and their pulse had gone still. He positioned the corpse onto its back, tilting the neck upwards; he had to do this quickly or the blood will be of no use. Placing his pale lips against the hot neck of the woman, he pierced his razor-sharp fangs into the flesh, it emitting a satisfying tear. And at that, he began to drink, relentlessly sucking the body dry; yet not even getting a single drop of the crimson onto his freshly-cleansed scarf. It wasn’t decent of a demon to get himself messy while feeding; I mean, he did have manners after all.

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The next morning, Mimi is called in for a mission. It's not like the ones she's handled recently, because this specific one is a murder case. Her objective is to collect intel and find the person responsible for the murders. Once she's done, she is to report back to the organization.

She's readily prepared to act as a forensic photographer. Her attire is that of wearing a white suit that covers her from head to toe and a surgical mask over her mouth.

She inspects the body, adding up things she notices, whilst taking pictures. Strangle marks and bite marks around the neck area. Bite marks are evident, but too small to be an animal mauling. And she was probably strangled to death... She wasn't really sure what to make of this.

She lowers the camera, contemplating. Whoever set this up must be arrogant enough to just leave the body out in the open like this. Like they know they won't get caught.. She slips out a sigh and puts the camera inside her bag, then slowly inches away from the crime scene. As she's walking through an alley way, she strips herself from the suit and throws the mask away, revealing a high school uniform underneath. Before she can send those pictures back to the institute, she will have to gather information, the old fashioned way as well. There is a lot to learn from this town; she can feel it in the eerie air.

Her first stop was to go to school because.. Teenagers like to gossip, right?

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❥— Zen looked up. Finally, someone had come out to talk to him. “Nice to meet you! I’m Zen Kazuma.” He smiled.

“Where you are? You’re in Japan.” Zen answered the girl’s question. “You came here and didn’t know~?”

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"Oh. Japan, huh?" She feigns a quizzical look. "Haha." She tries to laugh, but it's very dry and awkward. 

Living a secret life, she can hardly remember how to speak to people like a normal person. But she never fails to be polite of course. "Mister, Is Kazuma your surname?" In Japanese dialect, people announce their surnames before their forenames, but maybe this man is a foreigner? She wants to clarify.