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「The Cat has a What?!」w/bastardbabysitter

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What an awful way to spend her time.

She was heading home after work and then gathering groceries, when suddenly a black car had parked nearby. Out of it was some.. questionably shady men in suits. They seemed to stop right near her and then get out and head over.. 

So she bolted. 

They didnt give her much time to respond, chasing her off down a secluded alley where she was convinced wasn’t a dead end that she could lose them over some trash cans and a chain-link fence.

But before she even got that far she was indeed.. met with a dead end. She was backed into a corner and the men growled at her.

If she had just a moment to get her mace out–

‘End of the line for you, prin– what the fuck is this cat doing here?’

Sure enough a cat was there, the man’s attention was taken by the cat nuzzled up to her legs.

That’d have to do– and while the men were surprised by the appearance of a cat she maced the first man in the face and swiftly followed up by kneeing him in the groin, watching him topple. She readies as the other two men seemed to stall, fine she’d make do with this and grabbed the cat off the ground to– “ah! what the fuck!” And she chucked it at one guy, freaked out by the human arms that she kinda missed in the commotion. The guys seemed shaken and she was too but she wasnt gonna lose this, while the cat was scaring the one guy she’d  charge the second, slamming her fist into his neck and forcing him to back off. 

‘Ah… She doesn’t need my help’

He thought this as he watched her fight back, at least satisfied that she was handling this on her own. Putting away the gun with the magic of his gloves, he started to take his arm back into his body. It stretches him a little thin to have the extra limb, but just an arm was ok. 

However, he was suddenly picked up as he was doing this, and then chucked

“RRREOW!!” 

he screeches, flailing and latching on to a man’s face as he’s chucked into the air and on top of this man.

‘Oh? Oh we’re doing this now, huh?!’

So he decides to scratch with his claws, since he’s already here, and grow out his tail into a leg as he does so, swing back and kick with all his might. Whether he hit the man’s stomach or groin, he’ll never really know. But he does know that the man buckled, and as he did so, Jo hopped off, landing on his feet, leg retracting back into him, so that he sat on the ground as a normal looking cat. 

With the carnage of the odd tag team evident, he hurries over to the girl, and meows. 

‘Are you ok? You should run, now, in case more come.’ he thinks as he looks up.

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「 Mess in the Park」w/ bastardbabysitter

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“…….” 

He stared at the man, tired and cold and dizzy from the night he was having– and then looked to the dead body on the ground… and then back to this guy.

“…..I uh– got a wife and kids so– I’ll be going first–” He will raise his hand as if waving off an old friend and promptly turn around and start to walk away, hoping to god that that works cuz god thats a dead body oh no walk faster–

Oh why’d they have to run.

It was really annoying when they ran.

“Try Zig Zags, cuz I still have a clear shot-!” and will run towards the man. 

He wasn’t about to let this guy escape. If he went to the cops, he was done for, after all. And this needed to be cleaned, badly. 

Anyway, like hell he had a wife and kids. Like hell he wouldn’t beat the shit out of this fuck for letting his wife and kids be homeless. Somehow the idea of this hobo having a family made him angrier. But he was sure it was a lie. For the sake of this hobo, let that be a lie.

With a sudden and strong grip, Five glares, fury in his eyes. How could this man have so much energy to look so angry?!

“You’re helping, and I’ll give you food and a bed if you don’t put up any further fuss.” 

The gun was now pressed against his back. Anyway. 

There was no escape.

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「The Cat has a What?!」w/bastardbabysitter

@bastardbabysitter Joseph with Amelia 

He liked to wander.

He liked to spend his days exploring what the world had to offer.

And as a cute little feline, “Jo” had every opportunity to loiter, trespass and jump around where a human couldn’t (at least without it looking a little funny).

So when he wandered onto what was making out to be a crime scene, he wasn’t exactly noticed. 

‘A girl…? Being…. Chased? Hunted?‘

Well, the situation didn’t look very good for this stranger.

The assailant looked like they had guns on hand. Was that legal in this country? He was in Japan, right? 

Definitely not legal.

As an officer of the law, he really should help. 

He wanted to do good, even if it wasn’t technically his jurisdiction, and even if his  job wasn’t actually about keeping the people safe. He wanted a better name for the STPD, one that didn’t spell “Stupid” to boot, and a reputation that wasn’t surrounded in fear. 

So casually, upon this sketchy scene, wanders a cute little black cat, who meows in the face of danger, looking like he was going to protect this girl.

Gun in hand, the assailant lifts his arm.

“End of the line for you, prin-- what the fuck is this cat doing here?”

The man looks down, talking out loud, distracted for a second. 

‘Guns aren’t good… but you shouldn’t bring an axe to a gunfight, right?’

The cat, out of it’s back, grows an arm, and points it to the strange man. 

“Mrow.”

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「 Mess in the Park」w/ bastardbabysitter

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She wasn’t really doing anything. 

She was walking home from work, taking her normal route through the park, thinking about dinner. It was empty, dark, and quiet. She wasn’t really paying attention to her surroundings, minding her own business

‘Pop’

‘Ah...Is this why they close these places after sunset?’

‘Thud’

Suddenly her world went dark, and when she comes to, Miranda finds herself lookin’ a little blue in the park.

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‘Pop’

‘Thud’

Into a crumpled mess on the ground the girl goes, head bleeding out on the ground, the smoking gun in the man’s hand swiftly put away.

There wasn’t really any reason for this assassination. 

Simply put, he was angry in a now empty park.

Something that day pissed him off and he was rambling to himself as he wandered the dark park. He was trying to figure out what it was that he needed to do in order to secure his boss’ trust. Course all this illegal talk in possible earshot of a girl meant she had to go. Even then, well. 

He enjoys a little target practice, and the sound of gunfire. It lights a fire in him he didn’t know he could still light. But he stares down at what he’s done and grunts in disgust.

“Gh… now I gotta clean this up…” he scratches the back of his head. “How annoying…”

Oh…? Maybe it wasn’t quite so empty.

He looks towards a figure. A hobo? That better be a hobo. Hand on his gun he approaches. 

“Hey. Help me with this n’ I won’t shoot you dead like her.” He points to the body on the ground.

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“Tempest” w/cosmicxcauldron

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“thank you.” No name given, She either didnt want to or didnt notice the pause for inflection. Her eyes looked.. hollow, almost hauntingly so. She was here and yet entirely not. Her mind didnt seem to be elsewhere just.. absent. And then she spoke again, “No other injuries no.” And again more silence.

It was as if a doll had found their way into their shop, a real life doll that had learned to speak but not how to engage at all. Or maybe she had and jsut chose when to not. Though it wasn’t like she was being rude, she responded to them just fine, just wasn’t reading subtext.

Just watching her and studying her over and over and wondering whats going on in her head, this silent beauty was a sight to behold.. and she was staring right over at Cyprus.  Her eyes focused on her, staring right at her face unmoving, if she didn’t blink then she was definitely a ghos– no she blinked never mind.

Cy ended up staring for a while, waiting for a response but oops, none given. And they were just…. Staring. Answering questions quickly and succinctly. She’s pretty, though, and got pretty eyes… At least she blinks. Maybe she was a robot? Someone with such perfect skin had to be a robot, right? She really was quite cute…

She shouldn’t be thirsting over strangers.

She sighs, without realizing what, it seems, she’s sighing about.

Well, let’s try this again.

“I’m Cyprus, and this is my older sister, Dr. Nina Tachibana.  Who’re you?”

Nina was picking at the smaller splinters now, having to use a needle to help get out some of them, hopefully not going in too deep.

“Cy, pass some disinfectant”

“Oh, sure--” And Cy walks across the room to do so.

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{Adoption Papers}

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Good they wont bother me  Who Bad man I’m scared I want to go home Scared I need to pee The children God I’m scared Help us Where is it What do we do Teacher will save us I’ll run Keep quiet I can’t stop crying I’m scared Mommy We’re gonna die I just gotta find the papers–

So many thoughts all at once, it made it hard to focus.. But he perked up hearing the mans voice on the phone, “I think.. maybe.. i’m safe..” no ones coming, the police dont know. what do we do. im scared. stay quiet please.  “u-um.. was no.. no bullets..” He’ll kill us we’re dead i need to be fast who would shoot a child why is this happening im scared why does she keep crying– “he.. I don’t think.. he wants to .. um..” As long as they think–i dont want to die– that i’ll shoot– im scared im scared- them they wont fight– I just got this dress– long as the safetys on no one will get hurt– god help us!  “he’s being.. safe.. i think..?” he mumbles trying to sort the thoughts as well as talk but its garbled. Thoughts can only come back in his own voice, and so it all blurs.  the voice of the man.. from what he could guess.. or assume was.. he needed something. Papers..?

“i think.. He wants.. something.. very much” he mumbles a little trying to figure it out but not fully understanding why any person was like this. Wasn’t this only supposed to be in the books and movies..?

It has to be here somewhere.. 

He dared a glance into the hall hearing more voices, fear from the other kids.. the teachers panicked thoughts… the man was.. very upset… what was the word..

“Des…desper..ado..” no that was not the right word at all– “Des..per…despair…” no no not that either. “des..pacito mm.. i don’t.. remember.. that word..” 

Whats this…?

There was a sound in the hall and he stiffened, a small gasp coming from himself as he realized. Still as he was he felt his hands shaking, heart pounding in his ears as he heard the foot steps  in the hall moving closer. He covered his mouth and clung to the phone, feeling safer for having it but.. his heart pounded louder echoing his own thoughts back at him.

Hide Now.

Kei would only here the clatter of the phone and the line suddenly cutting dead.

Kei listens, jotting down the child’s words, piecing together what was said to try and relay better information. Of course he had to be literal in what he conveyed, but it’s a child, so he’ll take some liberties to clarify, possibly. Doesn’t want to shoot means they can negotiate, right? And that ‘being safe’ turns into “cautious”. Kei didn’t wish to interrupt the child, and the more he could talk, the more sure of his safety he was.

This child… didn’t know the word desperate, did he? Desperately looking for something. Money? Documents?  

But the line going dead nearly gets Kei to shout. “Hello? Is anyone there?” He speaks, hushed, anxious because of what could be happening on the other line, but it’s… dead.

He feels himself tense and freeze up further. He doesn’t like this, he doesn’t like this at all...

There’s nothing more that he can do but pass on the info.

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With the other officers here, they can negotiate.

Over the speaker of a police car, and the place surrounded on all sides, Gumshoe took the radio. A bit unorthodox but, well.

If anything goes wrong, he can take the blame.

So hopefully, this thing was loud enough for the perp to hear him.

“We know you’re in there, n’ we have the place surrounded. Come out with your hands out n’ it’ll all be ok, pal.”

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“JunkMail” w/cosmicxcauldron

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Akito nods hearing the uprage for the fridge, “A new kitchen would be nice.. I miss getting to cook properly..” “I don’t want a bunch of junk i got my pizza’s here lady–” “Please show us how to make all these things.” “hey!”

Overruled and out numbered by so little Akito joined Hue at the new microwave to observer her mugs and cooking at work. She was eagerly ready to show off and Kaito even with all his huffy nature was also watching facinated and eagerly awaiting the results. 

While they might be the grankids of the old man they had very unique and sweet personalities, much like two idiot brothers. Though was kaito always a guy.. wasnt he a girl once.. or.. maybe he was evil.. at least thats viably inhereted.. akito did seem more quiet but wasnt he usually the responsible older brother.. though as twins did it mean much.. twins like her and chrome.. 

‘Hey Akito’s single ya know” “!! K-kaito!” “hey i’m just saying theres no harm in seeing if she gets an employee discount–” “i’m sorry for my brother..”

Amazing how a bit of food changes the blondes tune so fast..

Hue gave Akito a thumbs up. “Why don’t you two visit the Court someday. Quick travel between dimensions and we’ll get a room set up so you guys can design your dream kitchen and we can get that all installed for you~ You can leave and come back like no time has passed between your world and the Court, so that should work for you guys, right?” hopefully they can. She doesn’t remember the time conversion between Earth and here but it was definitely long.  

And at least these boys were nice… Fun to joke around with and flaunt. Akito wasn’t protesting her behavior and even if Kaito was, he was getting free stuff out of it so it had to make him happy, right? Even he seemed interested. Kaito was sometimes a pretty cute girl, as she can recall. But sometimes she was Chrome and vice versa, so she can’t say much on that. All and all she simply hopes her current experience with Kaito and Akito here are a universal constant… Wouldn’t it be interesting if there was a third combo one named Ikato… Then maybe them and Zero would get along…

But that’s off topic.

“Pfft~ So ready to give your brother’s hand, what, Kaito, am I not good enough for you?~ If you swing the other way, though, I’ll have you know I have a twin brother who’s more inclined to men~ If you’d like I can introduce him~” she laughs and grins at Kaito getting close as she teases. “As for free things, I’ll let you in on a secret about Zuni. She’s a big softie, and not really in it for the money. Magical trinkets and dragon scales that have shed? Or really anything that you don’t really need can be traded for more than it’s worth. She’s happy to serve~ So if you wanna arrange an earth snack food package for a low rate, I think she’d be more than happy to do so for you two.~”

But she claps her hands

“We’ll talk deals later, the microwave comes first!” and she clears some counter space and sets the microwave down.

“So first, please never ever ever put metal in a microwave. There are plenty of youtube videos to show you why that’s a bad idea, so I won’t be demonstrating. And making sure you other wares are microwave safe is important, which is why I’m giving you guys these mugs. Glass is… usually fine. And plastic.... again check if it’s microwave safe-- That shit can melt if not.”

“If you want, we can do the pizzas first, I’m not actually picky, I just like being showy, haha~”

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The commotion was gaining attention and with all this yelling and fussing Boshi’s head wasn’t doing better.. well… a little.. but not by much. With Sam basically stripping, it left him confused but it didnt fix his problem any. “…” Even so he was handed the shirt from the waiter who them promptly walked into the back.

Boshi felt his spine prickle a little. Relief but not enough. He tossed the shirt to Sam and with eyes like knives looked at the diner and spoke, “go back to your business–” and everyone immediately ignored him and sam, who he turned to eyes still fuming but.. less somehow, “we’re leaving.” and walked out, expecting Sam to follow. 

Sam, shirtless and with a new shirt in his hand huffed. We? We was Mimi and Boshi or… did he want him? The confusion made him not feel so compelled, and so for a moment he was free to do as he will. He’ll walk over to one of the other wait staff, or, at least, someone he assumes to be a waiter.

“Please give this back to the poor waiter, I’m really sorry, I don’t know what this guy is doing, but when he says things you’re compelled to do them. Anyway, uh… see you around.” And will put on his shirt, grab his back, and follow after Boshi.

“Mimi, get out of there, it’s fine now--!” he’ll say, a bit loudly so the other can hear him as he follows behind.

‘Oh thank goodness.’ And out from the other’s head she goes. ‘I feel sick, Sammy…’

“Sorry Mimi…’ he mutters as he walks next to Boshi.

“Look dude, there’s no reason for you to be pulling that crap with the waiter-- You shouldn’t have made him do that--”

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Absolute humiliating.

His own hands felt gross, the idea that he had to strip like this.. for anyone, it left him feeling vulnerable. Had it been his own choice.. he might have punched the guy, lost his job sure but kept his own pride.. or.. honestly just said no– he would have said no– he should have– why didn’t he– why couldn’t he??

Instead between the disgust in himself and the weakness of his own will, he became angry and simply abided so he could walk out.. It.. sort of helped that he wasn’t the only one being weird.. what sort of thing had happened.. 

He’d stormed into the back as soon as his shirt was loose from himself, he dare not go back out though. Phoenix Fucking Wright was out there and saw him basically lick the boots of the other customer.. 

Disgusting..

As soon as he was in the back the other students on shift hurried over, they’d been working in the kitchen so they had no idea what was going on or why and peppered him for questions but.. suddenly even they went back to their work as if nothing happened.. He felt his brain nag him, ache for a moment.. but he suddenly didn’t care.. and the feeling left and soon he did too. Grabbing his jacket and backpack he shot out a text and gathered himself to go.

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“wow–no I don’t remember at that at all–hey do you think I should go with the chedder jack or the mozza??” Maya, easily forgetting the current events of the fuss as most people did too, Phoenix already having decided on his own seemed to be one of the few that was still.. aware of it all. Course the white haired psycho soon left too and the diner was back to normal, though the younger attorney in the making was no where to be seen. 

“Anyways what did you say happ–”

‘hello I’ll be your server today–’

In place of the bright eyed fan, was a new fellow with white hair but the casual complexion of someone who knew they were underpaid and over worked and had resigned to their fate at the bottom of the totem pole.

‘What can I get you folk started with?’

“Oh! I’ll get an orange juice! And I havn’t decided yet!~”

Maya wasn’t bothered of course as she hadnt met or even heard about apollo.

Surya, sitting in Apollo’s dorm room studying for their test, gets a text. Something very unexpected.

「 I’m leaving work, bring a shirt. 」

Surya looked up from his notes and tilted his head. Apollo was hard working, why would he leave so early? Well, Surya will text back.

「There was a casualty, huh? You ok? 」

Apollo usually didn’t leave work due to a stain, but if it was so bad that he had to… well… that must suck.

「 I’ll see you in 5 minutes, bro」

And with that, Surya grabbed his belongings, and shoved one of the shirts in Apollo’s closet into his bag. Surya gets a baseball cap on his head, and a face mask to cover his mouth and nose, not wanting to be recognized as Apollo right now.

There was something nagging him, though. Was Apollo ok? Well… all signs point to no.

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Phoenix was stuck on what happened, and upon seeing this white haired male he frowned. No offense but he really wanted to introduce Apollo to Maya… Flaunt a little. But whatever happened with the stripping made…. Well… naturally, he guesses.

“Uh, um… this might seem a little weird and unorthodox but… is it possible that I get Apollo’s number? I just wanna make sure he’s ok after all that… or uh… if you have a pen I’d like to leave him a message?” he frowns and scratches his ear.

“And… another coffee, please.”

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Guest 04: Zuni

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Ren smiled as she spoke warmly, proud of his shop and his accomplishments here even if to him it felt meager, just to know she thought well of him and this space made him.. very happy. 

“It’s been good.. a slow start, not nearly as easy as learning magic but.. this is going a lot better than before I met you.” He sat across from her at his little table. A flick of the wrist and his store’s sign flipped to say ‘Away for lunch’ So that he could give all his attention to Zuni, not that many people were gonna come knocking right now.. “The locations certainly odd– I mean beggers cant be choosers no where else was giving a fair rate–” he nodded a little, pausing only to blow lightly on the rim of his tea, let it cool a tad before he had any. 

“Have you had time to meet Kurtis? I didn’t have you with me when I bought the shop– shoulda called sooner huh..”: How long had it been.. the span of time.. He’d finished ‘training’ and gathered all he wanted to set up his shop… Once that was done.. he just had to keep it running. If he could just keep making money and make his shop better and better all the rest would sort itself out. But when he got the shop it had been.. about a month or so? Not years no he’d barely gotten started.. He was reliable for restocking but he hadnt made many actual big sales.. and he had so many wonderful things in his curiosity shop..

He didnt have the heart to tell her that business was in fact not bursting at the seams.. Last thing one wants is to let down their parent. 

“Pfft.” She laughs into her hand softly. Whenever she thinks of how easily magic came to Ren, she felt warm. Happy to have taught him everything she could, and secretly glad he didn’t have to go through the trials and tribulations of teaching magic from bottom up to someone less inclined to magic (as she was).

“Locations like these means you’ll have plenty of people. And, plenty of the same people, lots of the time with similar tastes. Once you meet someone, you can know how to market to them, for the most part, and people love it when you can customize things to their wishes.” she nods a sagely nod. “Businesses are… really tough. Especially in the beginning. You’re just a small little guy in this tough world where it feels like everyone will step right over you. You have to be proactive in advertising and letting people know you’re here. They’ll give you a chance if you’re genuine, for the most part. It’s good on you to be able to get this place all on your own, too.  As for Kurtis, I needed to give him a bit of a warning before I stepped into his plane, or he gets sick… Made that mistake before, poor child… But once again, don’t worry about calling, while I’m happy to hear updates from you, don’t feel like you’re obligated. You’re my son and I trust you to call when you need to hear from me.”

She’ll take a sip of her tea once again. Ren was considerate and a good child. Business was not easy, but his drive to open this place and get it started was admirable. All he needed were customers. But that’s ok, if he offers to good and honest service she trusts him to give, he’ll be booming in no time. But she can at least continue to advertise his shop and his goods in the meantime.

“...My, you’ve really grown up so much, haven’t you? I miss having you around though… but that’s cuz i’m sentimental. I can see you whenever, though I’m not gonna come in everyday to bug you… I just really like your company.”

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“Happy Days” w/cosmicxcauldron

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“Anyhow you just need to get more clients! Things will turn around for sure! you’re good at that!” Maya smiled chipperly as she plunked down across from him, happy to be here, even daring to look at the menu even though she already knew what she was interested in. 

“And training has gone super well! I’ve been very focused and meditating in cold waterfalls every morning to practice!” She nods proudly, “I’ll be a proper Spirit Medium soon! For sure! But first– Burgers!”

And she  flattened the menu on the table eyeing over the burgers agian, ok maybe she would have a didfferent one than usual or maybe not but theres so many choices! It was so–

‘DID I FUCKING STUTTER– DO IT NOW–’

She nearly jumped out of her seat– What a loud man!! How rude! She, much like others were all looking to the source of the comotion, the angry customer seeming to be in a fuming state at a poor waiter. 

“wow maybe you’ll have a client there– i mean if someone gets murdered i mean– actually do you take other cases? who stole the cookie from the cookie jar nick??? Though maybe thats a case for a detective– I guess you jsut have to switch professions huh– hey is that guy taking off his shirt??”

Maya talks too fast. Can’t even get a word in, can he--?

 “Such a hard regimen, huh…? Training must be tough. No burgers in the mountains either, what’s a girl gonna do--?” he snickered. But ah, she threw him off! “You didn’t even ask about—”

‘DID I FUCKING STUTTER– DO IT NOW–’

“Gah-!”  with the sudden yelling, he jumped a bit and spun around. Maya’s still talking as he squints to see. 

‘Why was Apollo taking off his shirt-?!’

‘Why was that other guy, also taking off his shirt and yelling.’

“What the hell is going on here…” Phoenix muttered.

He should just… keep his head down. So he sits and turns back to his table to pretend none of this is happening what’s so ever.

“Criminal cases include robbery, Maya. Don’t you remember the ████████ case? Somehow they’re all murders though so... hopefully we don’t get involved again... otherwise you might get framed again, somehow....” sighs.

Gah he feels... really bad for leaving this kid in the lurch but... He wouldn’t want the one fan of his to see him shirtless right? So he should give this kid that same privacy, right? Plus he doesn’t want to be involved in water stripping aura was around that one guy...

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“Express” w/cosmicxcauldron

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“well Chrome–” The curious green haired man smiled as his attention turned back from his purchase to him and his gleaming hair.  He didnt seem phased so either he didn’t care or he was used to it now. “In fact I do have a handful of questions if you’d be willing to answer them for me–”

The other men in the room seemed uninterested and began to idle on their phones or books, working or just keeping busy while this all occured letting the boss act as he will.

“Ah but first please sit, I’m Buer Dubois and I run this establishment and I’m looking for more businesses like your boss has, You see I like knowing about all sorts of things, I run an information business of course so it wouldn’t do for me not to know about anything~ It makes sense right?” He pointed out and smiled, “Ah–Atty get us some tea will you. Here try using my new mug~” ‘hnn.. sure–’ and he looks to chrome and will wait a bit, ‘what you want?’ “Oh and Cas, will you get my reading glasses and note books i left them over by the bookshelf–” ‘…Hey Atticus wanna tra–’ ‘fuck no–’ ‘hmph..’ And the two assistants went off to work while Buer shuffled the papers at his desk and looked for a pen.

“Sure, I’ll do my best.” he nods and follows the other with his eyes. He’ll hold the clipboard close to his chest and the pen in his hand. “Buer…. Dubois..” he murmurs and sort of scratches his face. Does he know that name? Isn’t that the last name of the lady from Streetcar named Desire? Information huh. “Make sure it’s organized…” he mutters, absent-mindedly, as if trying to riffle through all the information in his head. There was too much in there, after all. All the information he’s been flooded with makes him question who the man is in front of him. It feels…. Bad… or does it? He takes a seat in front of Buer’s desk (whether or not there’s a chair there, he sits as if there is one).

“Uh… milk tea, please-” he looks at Atticus and wonders if he should just get everything himself. Would that be too showy? Should he do these guys’ jobs? Probably not, but they don’t seem too happy to be doing them.

But ah, if Buer’s looking for a pen, Chrome will reach out to hand Buer his. Better get it back though.

“So. What would you like to ask first.”

Oh shit did he accidentally insult Buer because of the mess in his office oh fuck--

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“JunkMail” w/cosmicxcauldron

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Akito walked with her as they followed Kaito, He had some idea as to what human currency was like even if only distantly so he eyes the receipt in Hue’s hand sorta leaning beside her to look at it. About 65$… how did that translate into nether coin– He was quietly working the math when his brother took over the conversation happily.

“HA! I don’t need your mug cake! Fool! I already have acquired the necessary test unit!” Kaito florishes and slides on over to the… fridge? is that a fridge.. it just looks like an ice box turned sideways that cant be right– But he opens it as such and pulls out–!!! A pack of frozen mini pizza’s. 

“Behold! tonight we feast like the kings of old!” “I don’t believe the kings ate pizza bites..” “They would if they knew what they were– point is lets test this bad baby out!”

Hue tilts her head, looking at Kaito funny and snickers.

“Well if you want an upgrade on the fridge we can get that for you too, just so you know.” but she looks at the small little pizza and laughs even more

“Oh sweet honey child darling ‘o mine. There’s is but an art to these microwaves, and from experience, pizza? Would use an oven, or Gramps’ open fire wood would probably be delish.” Actually more often than not she’d prefer to use an oven for most things.

“This is not the food of kings! Merely that of common peasantry and desperate college students. If you wish to be king of the microwave world we must feast like there’s no tomorrow!” and with a wave of her arms, above her she happily summons some frozen microwave mac n cheese, ingredients for a chocolate mug cake, and microwave cookie, some Totinos Pizza Rolls, various TV Dinners, and other microwavable goodies.

“Oh, and as a gift from yours truly!” With all the other stuff still floating above her, she also presents some microwavable mugs in front of her. “They’re Zuni Brand, so they shouldn’t spill or break even when thrown against a wall! Red, Blue and Green, unless you guys like different colors” she beams, triumphant in her showy display.

“Anyway, what kinda shitty king doesn’t have desert. We’re doing mug cakes.”

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@cosmicxcauldron Dimi w/miles

Who cares about them. He didnt need them anyways.

It started out bad with breakfast being oatmeal, went on to having to do chores and have to clean up all the toysl, having to do homework, lunch was ok it was just sandwhiches though, none of the kids would play at recess but when did they ever, and then during free time he couldn’t even color cuz no one would share! Kids weren’t nice to him so at this point he didn’t care what happened. 

No one wanted to share so he’d just go play outside in the sandbox. The teachers usually wouldn’t let kids go outside on their own not when they were this young but dimi was a ‘special’ exception. The teachers simply didn’t care if he went missing. A fact he made use of. 

Why did his class and teachers hate him so? Because he was broken. Or that’s what he’d come to understand. Dimi was the only one who could hear thoughts as if they were spoken out loud and when he let people know, they began to hate him. 

It was because of all this that led him to be outside by himself while everyone was inside during story time. The sandbox was more fun anyhow, plus sometimes the neighbors cat would come play.  Sometimes it would go off and see its owner but he never actually saw who it was but the cat usually would come around this time and would sit with him while he made sand castles. They weren’t usually very good cuz he didn’t get to have a shovel or bucket but he had sticks and leaves and rocks he could decorate and make it pretty with. The cat didn’t come today though, and he didn’t get to decorate his castle.. No he barely got to do anything when he heard everything so very loud. 

Voices swam in his head all at once and it hurt, he couldn’t make sense of all of it until it was all silenced with a gunshot. His body shook as he looked back towards the back door hearing muffled cries and yelling from someone. They were in trouble… but he wasn’t. Because he was broken he was outside.. he was the only one safe right now.. 

He didnt have to care.. but maybe.. this was how hero’s were born, he thought. And so he crept back into the building, avoiding the hall and making any noise. He could hear the crying and yelling more. the worried voice of the orphanage teacher protecting the kids behind her. He had to block it out and listen for the shooter.. had to make sure he wasnt seeing him. It was.. a dizzy of thoughts.. something he couldnt fully understand but as long as they all stayed in the classroom, then he could go to the phone in the hall and call the police. It was one of those old home phones, the kind that had the cord and was mounted to the wall.

His tiny hands reached up carefully taking the phone off the receiver, trying not to make a noise as he punched in some numbers. They all knew this number, kids were told to call police if they were in trouble and needed help. So he punched in the code and huddled with the phone, pulling the long cord around to the next room to hide out of sight, so long as the shooter never came into the hall or looked at the phone to closely then he’d be safe there.

“…hello? is this the police? Theres a bad man with a gun–” he spoke softly into the phone.

Before a word could get out of the operator’s mouth, a tiny voice speaks, hushed, maybe scared, but… young. This poor kid… Kei’s heart swelled just thinking about it, his hands going a bit cold and clammy.

“There’s a bad man with a gun.”

A child, had to talk slowly for this one. But definitely alerting dispatch right away for this one.

“Where are you? What’s your address?”

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Without a moment to waste, Gumshoe finds himself running and speeding out to make it to this orphanage in record time. Yeah, sure, he wasn’t a beat cop or a normal crime scene officer, but this was an orphanage!

Who the hell shoots up an orphanage, anyway?

So Gumshoe is speeding, lights blaring, trying to make it as fast as possible to this address. Even if he was a disaster, his driving was, surprisingly, pretty good (so long as he wasn’t on the phone). Hopefully, however someone was closer who could sooner rush the building. But this becomes a hostage situation if the cops don’t scare the shooter into running away. So the Hostage Negotiation team would have to deal with this one.

But kids?? Gah, was he supposed to just stand by?!

Well, yes, his orders weren’t to engage without backup. Gah, he should have brought someone!

But more and more officers should be coming soon, he notes as he hears other sirens make their way towards the building.

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“Are you safe? Were there any shots?” They needed as much information as they could get, and this small, scared child was the best they had. Gah, this poor kid… he could feel his fingertips freeze up against the plastic of the phone. Was this normal?

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That was.. a weird feeling suddenly.. 

All at once rather than heavy.. his head felt a touch lighter.. It didn’t help. The change in pressure made his head feel floaty and slowly it began to ache again. The pressure and pain building up. This hadn’t happened before. He’d never had it build up this quickly.

Of course how was he to know it was a ghost in his body messing with his being… or well trying to. It was hard to grasp Boshi for the simple reason that they weren’t on basic terms, compatible. Boshi wasn’t human. Part of him resembled a human and so his soul was interact-able but it was hard to properly manipulate without taking more time to figure it out. (ie in game terms, 12 didnt cut it cuz he got 18.) 

Boshi was unfamiliar with this sudden pain, but he was familiar with the ways he dealt with getting rid of it. And conveniently he was already there to deal with it. 

“Oi– you– waiter come here–” At least this would sate whatever was eating at his head.. if this got any worse he might actually be in trouble. “Give me your shirt–” 

‘…p..pardon??’

“Take off your shit. I need it–”  

‘..I.. uh.. right… h..here..?’

“DID I FUCKING STUTTER– DO IT NOW–” 

‘….’

Maybe it was this weird headache.. was his powers acting up..? This guy seemed to hesitate.. most people didn’t even give it a second thought… No he was imagining it.. It was just his wording.. had to be.. Because sure enough this guy, burning daggers at him, began unbuttoning his shirt. Boshi didn’t care.

Mimi, within the confines of this strange man’s head, feels…. Sick? Can ghosts feel sick? Well, she does. Uneasy in a head usually means something… normally she’s fine when possessing sam, so what’s this?

‘Bleh… Sammy… I want out…..’

But she’d hang in, try harder to figure out this brain that was so complicated. Maybe get him to walk backwards, something, anything, aah-!

Meanwhile Sam watches and winces at the loud yelling.

Oh fuck oh shit oh fuck oh shit this man is not human how what how what how why what is wrong with this guy-!!

“Boshi no, I don’t need his shirt, tell him to stop-!!” he runs over as best he can. He didn’t even know this man, he’s surprised he even remembered his name… But he was told to call him ‘Boshi’ and so he would continue to do so. But this… this is messed up. Mind control felt wrong but the feeling was similar to possession, where he knew what he was doing and he was doing it himself.

But now he had to figure out how to reason with a mad man. So what do we know? He…. he says things and people do them, even if wildly… wild. But they know they don’t want to be doing them for the most part. He likes to play with people, he said that when he was talking about those theater girls, and he’s doing this “for” Sam, right? That’s probably what it is. So what should he do? He doesn’t want the shirt, but Boshi wants to solve his ‘problem’ right?

And that problem is the need of a new shirt, right?

So in all his genius, Sam will take off his shirt instead.

Doesn’t need a new shirt if he doesn’t need his old one, right-?

“Uh, See-? I don’t need it it’ll be fine.” Oh gosh this wasn’t the solution, but shit he doesn’t wanna get banned from the nicest cheap diner in the area… though surely this will… And since when did he try being so nice to people gah, why couldn’t have this been a quiet dinner!!!

“Sam, what the fuck” Mimi, even within Boshi’s head, was rather stunned

Was he turning red?

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“I don’t want this garbage– go back to your puny rock–” The old man gruffly turns away and storms off. Won’t be talked to like that so he’ll just leave, the castle walls seeming to open a door and then close behind him. 

“Sorry…” “He hasnt had his nap.”

The two brothers sigh and shrug. they dont seem upset or even bothered. Their focus is on each other and they both gather some petty cash from wallets retreived from seemingly nowhere.

“How much do we owe you?” “Hold on– I wanna see it in action first– I need to know it works.” “Kaito its not second hand..” “We got it on sale i’m just making sure theres no defects!”  “Then I’ll pay..” “Oh– good thinking! Half now, the rest after!” The blonde dragon smiles and hurries off to another door that opens up, “come on the kitchens this way!” “…I’m sorry about this.. if you don’t mind.. I think he’s just excited..”

She winces a little and sighs. Her mouth got the better of her, but at least he left. Sorry Grandpa, but you really need to get with the times…

“You’re both fine, sometimes people are just a little too stuck in their ways.” she laughs a little and poofs the receipt in front of her to take a look, but the one wants to go test it out. (Kaito? Was he the loud one in this dimension? She didn’t really know…) “D’aaw, nah you’re fine, you’re well within your rights to test it out.” She steps inside “I can get you guys some stuff to microwave if you want. Any of y’all ever make a mug cake?” she beams.

“As for price, I don’t know if you guys have USD or some other currency you wish to give, but Zuni’s particularly fond of magical items or scales if you have any you shed and don’t need anymore.”  Dragons shed in this dimension, right? She sure hopes they do so not to offend these guys… “But the USD equivalent is $65, with a 1000 year warranty, and free walk in to get it recharged. If you wish for someone to come in and recharge it here, it’s a small additional fee--”

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The boss seemed to look over Chrome with a surveying and judgmental eye but he didnt make any action on it as he gladly accepted the package. He hopped to his feet and paced around to properly greet him as well not only accepting the box but shaking his hand, “and thank you, might i have your name for referance sake?” He smiled bemused as he leaned against the desk, half sitting on it as he set to opening the box. “if you’d wait a moment as well–”

It wasn’t a big box so he was curious as to its state, his instructions were very.. specific. but only the order, not the shipment. Though he was usually particular about that too so he was actually interested in Chrome as well. but without any further worry.

The contents, a single coffee mug, a pack of unlabeled candies, and a gold watch. The mug was travel version, complete with heat resistance handle, and sealing lid to keep from spilling. The candies were hard candy, a soft orange mixed with pink swirls. Lastly the watch had no clear defined face. It was bare with only the two hands pointing off into a void of ambiguity. 

“….fascinating…” he looked over the goods one by one not sure what to make of it even though presumably he had ordered it in the first place..

Chrome felt the judgement in the other’s stare, but assumed it was due to his hair. He supposes the metallic sheen can make it shine like it was too greasy which… well he should fix, but cosmetics weren’t his thing…

And before he realizes, his hand is being shaken (or is it shook?).

“Ah, uh- I’m Chrome. Chrome Vosenota.” he nods as he shakes the other’s hand in return. He quietly watched the other open his package. And… those are pretty mundane… From Zuni? That’s a little weird, but he did already think that the clientele didn’t match the magical type… This man was probably just testing the waters, right? Maybe these items were out of print or impossible to nab so she took them from another reality. Not too out of place, nor too harmful, even if maybe the Space Cops would wish to have a word with her…

Ah, but he has a job to do-! But since these folks are not so magically inclined, he reached behind his back and poofed up the clipboard, and then presented it in front of him.

“If you are satisfied with your items and their condition, may you please sign for them?” he reached into his pocket, taking out one of his two wands, but twirled it in his hand to turn it into a pen. Hopefully no one was looking all too closely to see the change, or, if they did, wouldn’t question it.

“And if you have any questions, please feel free to ask now, or contact us via any means.” There should be a card in the box somewhere.