BWOM BWOM WHAT'S NEW PUSSYCAT

[[Hajime Hinata rp blog. Completely spoiled. Spoilers will be tagged as #SDR2 Spoilers. I track the DetectiveAhoge tag. Associated with Citta Alveare]]Sidebar SourceSubmitStatus: Guardian (5/May/2014)Housing: House, shares room with fiancé SigmaWeapon:...

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

Mmkay. You know yourself best, Hinata-kun.

[stifling a very immature giggle.] Huh. I guess some people are into that.

Hmm. [well, it’s something to pass the time, so why not probe you, is his thinking.] Does it feel like it runs all through? That means they took something big, probably. [almost as an afterthought.] I’m sorry if it hurts.

Mm, I think you’re right ne. After all, if that was the case, you would remember dying too, wouldn’t you?

If you can’t remember that, I wonder if that’s your prize. Sounds like a shit one.

[detectiveahoge]

“Some people are into having a car in them? I’ll make sure to stay away from that thanks.” He rolled his eyes at the thought.

“It... kinda I guess? It’s not unlike something that’s happened before. I just wonder what was taken you know? Something really important. Or maybe I knew something about this game. Who knows, I sure don’t. My death might’ve been involved in this too.”

He clenched his jaw in thought while they walked. “Yeah well my life is full of shit prizes so why stop now?”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

Well, it’d be inconvenient if you collapsed, wouldn’t it? I’d rather not use your heal button on exhaustion.

[doesn’t even twitch, hauling you across the road, eyes forward.] It’d just pass through us. Don’t be scared.

If that’s the case, maybe they’re related. [he does slow down a little, for that.] Uhm– the technique we used to use– what does the hole feel like? 

If you’ve had something taken from you, there’s a hole where it was, unless someone was being very careful, very gentle, and this person doesn’t feel like either. So feel it out. What’s the shape of what’s missing?

….It might be my price. I don’t know. It feels– awfully specific. If that makes sense. I can’t figure out why anyone would take something like that. Maybe there’s just something wrong with me. It feels like it.

[detectiveahoge]

“I get what you’re saying but I’m fine walking, I’m used to it.” He was fine walking around, he did it all the time, and at school too.

“Sorry, normal reaction I guess. Doesn’t mean I wanna look down and see a car inside of me.”

“The... hole? What does it feel like? I... I’m not sure...” Hinata tried concentrating. He’s had memories ripped from him before but this was different than that time and he couldn’t feel a shape then either. “I... I dunno I guess... it feels more like an open void than a hole but...”

“Maybe the prices in this thing are specific to each person here. It would make sense right? Your own personal prize for if you win this thing?”

He kept a steady pace with Io as they crossed into the next district over. It wasn’t too long of a walk but it was still time consuming.

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

[nods, not pausing, and slams the crosswalk button without apparently caring that to the passing cars, there’s no-one waiting there.] I can move really fast. I can carry you, if you want. [a pause and a narrowed look.] Might be a little slower though.

[tugging you through the crosswalk. hope someone doesn’t decide to break t– ooh, close call.] If you can’t remember your death, that might be the “price” you paid to come here.

[looking away again.] I know I’ve lost something, but I can’t describe what it is.

[detectiveahoge]

Hinata waited, rocking on his heels for the light to change. He didn’t wanna get hit, even though he wasn’t sure he could die normally a second time while already dead.

“Are you actually offering to carry me across two districts? That’s crazy, even if you are fast.”

Hinata jerked at the car almost not breaking in time. For the living people walking there it was more of a risk than to him,but that didn’t mean he wanted to chance it.

“Maybe... I feel like I’m forgetting something else too though... something really important.”

Hinata followed after him again, up the streets. “Maybe that was your price then.”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

[by contrast, Io seems quite comfortable, not being noticed. this is what he aims for, after all– fading into the background. he comfortably sidesteps, leading you through people without even brushing shoulders.]

I’m not sure. [screwing his eyes up, a little.] He didn’t say anything that I can remember, but he was smiling. I think. We have a….. no-weapons policy. And he came in, just like everyday, and Yuan stopped him. Not at first. He must have seen the weapon. And he…. [his pace has slowed, though he’s trying not to lag.] He shot Yuan. So I fired on him and…. no, I didn’t get to, I was halfway through it, and he…. [falling silent, a little.]

….Yeah. That’d be good.

[detectiveahoge]

Hinata was used to not being noticed between his peers. It was normal for him. Just another part of his daily high school life it seemed. It was weird being so invisible though. You couldn’t even touch the people around you, though he tried to not bump into them all the same.

He didn’t mean to bring up such painful memories but he figured his death might have had some insight into what was going on. He thought back. It felt like there was a hole in his memory where things should have been but he really didn’t know what it was that was missing. It felt important though.

“I suppose with how long it takes to cross districts we jsut need to play it by ear.”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

[your expression says it all, even before you say anything. letting his hand fall.] It’s alright. I remember. [maybe altogether too well, that expression seems to say.] A– man? Came into my bar and shot me. I think. [a furrowed brow.] Looked like me.

Either way, it doesn’t matter right now. [taking your hand, tugging it.] We’ll talk as we go, because it looks like we’re walking. Come on.

[detectiveahoge]

“A man who looked like you...? That’s really weird. Why did he... why did he do it, do you know? Was it because of this game?” When Hinata found out who was behind this they were getting a piece of his mind.

Hinata followed after Io as his hand was tugged, looking around the city. Nothing was unusual except them. Is this how ghosts felt in the city? Just an eternal cycle of not being seen or heard?

“If we hurry we should be able to make it in time to do something for this bank robbery today.”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

[Well, Io, apparently. clearly. have you never roughhoused, Hinata.]

[even so, what’s happening is clear. slowly rising from the ground, coming to stand beside you. pausing, a little but, while you keep trying, and eventually laying a hand on your arm– part reassurance, part checking– but no, you two already know that you are solid to each other.] ….Well. [it’s a little eerie that no-one is even glancing in your direction.]

That explains a lot, actually. [a pause, thinking.] ….I remember being shot. D’you— remember anything like that?

[Fail, and face erasure. That has a meaning now, too. but he doesn’t want to worry you with that.]

[detectiveahoge]

Hinata felt the hand on his arm and was reassured when it was solid. At least he wasn’t alone in this. Io was here too and if no one else could see them at least they had that.

Hinata thought back. Remember how he died.... This time anyways. He was just coming up with a blank. What was it... Why couldn’t he remember?

“Sorry I... I don’t remember how I died I guess...”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

[oh no. it looks like this guy is more fragile than he’s used to. raw as he is, he still clearly feels apologetic. murmuring a soft apology as you get up, offering a hand, just shifting the soccer ball as he does. he’s clearly sunk into his thoughts, gaze turning empty– you can do that, and he can sink his processing power into trying to figure out what’s wrong with him.]

[his eyes flick up without moving his head, eyes a little dull.] …….What?;

[detectiveahoge]

Hinata just wasn’t used to being kicked by an actual soccer player because who went around doing that really?

Hinata crossed his arms in thought, trying to piece this together. Maybe he would ask someone. The next time someone walked by, he tried getting their attention. And the next, and the next.

“It feels like no one can see us. No one’s stopping or paying attention to us. What else could it be? Feels like we’re ghosts.”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

Mm, I’m glad for that. [a pause.] Please don’t drop them or anything. [he sounds serious.]

[he promptly kicks you in the shin. that’s gotta hurt, coming from a soccer player, Hinata.]

For that, you go hail it. [huffing.]

[detectiveahoge]

Hinata wavered a little, almost dropping he pins when he felt the sharp kick to his shin, causing him to fall down onto his knee. Holy shit that hurt. This kid had already kicked him and given him a bloody nose. This was going to be a fantastic 72 hours.

Getting up and grumbling, he dusted himself off.

“Fine fine, I get it.”

Waiving down a cab was impossible. No one would stop for him. What kind of bullshit was this? It wasn’t even that busy out.

“Why wont someone pick us up. It’s like they can’t see us or something... It’s like we’re ghosts or--”

Hinata stopped. Now it made sense. An entry fee. Not being seen. A weird arbitrary task.

“Holy shit I think we’re dead.”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

Ooh. [perks up at the mention of pins, peering at them.] Just don’t heal them by accident. Uhm, my powers are all gone, but I also have pyrokenesis…. Rather, they’ve given me that. Usually I’m a wind element, I don’t usually use fire….

It sounds good. Though I might rely on you for the details. [a small, strained smile, but he gives you an odd look when you mention the train.] It…. might be, but it only goes clockwise, and we’re in sector six right now. So it would take us two hours, maybe….?

[detectiveahoge]

“Yeah I’ll make sure of that. I think I need to be holding them or something for them to work so I wont even pick it up unless it’s for one of us.”

Hinata, apparently unable to help himself, asked Io “So would you say you’re... out of your element then...?”

He paused for a second or two before responding to him about the train. “A-Anyways, it’s been so long since I’ve used the train that I forgot it was a one way deal. Maybe we should try to hail a cab.”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

Pin things? [perking up with some interest.] Show me? I have this– [gesturing to the soccer ball.] It works basically like I remember back home, but I kind of want to test it before we go anywhere…..

[the praise seems to make him glow a little, though.] I’m glad. [softly.] Mm. They might know where the weapons are kept ahead of time– that’d be good.

How do we– get there? [casting a look.] D’you want to hail us a cab, or–

[detectiveahoge]

Pulling the pins out of his pocket, Hinata held out three pins in the palm of his hand.

“The message I got says one heals, one uses pyrokenesis and one shoots bullets. So I mean that’s got to be pretty useful for helping stop them. Your soccer ball works like it does at home? Do you use ESP on it like you mentioned earlier or...?”

“Getting to know our enemy is great. So get intel from them and then follow your plan sound great? And clear out that Noise along the way obviously. Oh ah... I assumed we’d take the train, I think it’s a little faster for district travel.”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

Well, then I guess I am. [a twitch of the shoulder.]

[perking his brows a little when you say that– is that a challenge, Hinata, his expression seems to say.] I was thinking– ah. [a quick nod.] Hinata is HInata, I get it. I was thinking– here. [extending a long finger at his phone.] 

This lady, Miki, she seems as though she’ll get caught in the crossfire– and whatever this “Noise” is, I can defend against it, and it doesn’t seem as though she can. She’d make a good priority while we figure out what’s going on, fixing that won’t draw suspicion to ourselves. 

As for this arrangement… If we can find where they keep their weaponry, possibly by hauling Miki-san’s spies away for a private chat… we can remove it, and foster dissent. Uhm, if they don’t see us, anyway.

[detectiveahoge]

Looking down toward Io’s phone, he nodded. The plan seemed pretty solid. Maybe this guy was just quicker on the uptake than Hinata was. He was used to picking up the pieces after something happened, not preventing them from happening.

“I have these... pin things I was given maybe they’ll do something against Noise, because I honestly don’t know what they’re for otherwise. If we can get in there and do exactly what you say, I think we have a real solid shot at stopping this from happening. I’m assuming the weapons would be in the meeting place, but we can hopefully get that out of the spies. And maybe a way in from them as well.”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

Eh, so Hinata-kun reinvents himself, that’s so cool, I think. [managing another small smile, but the stress seems to be getting to him, because it drops nearly immediately off his face.]

[eyeing you with dire suspicion when you say that it’s not the best idea. he doesn’t say anything, but that mumble definitely might be “i’d say.”] Eh– shielding? It’s… uh, well, if you have abilities, magic or power and whatever, it’s like the circle you draw around yourself so they don’t leak out. The city left me with one– when I got here, I mean– but uh, I’m not feeling it now, to be honest. 

[detectiveahoge]

“I guess you could put it that way. I mean, it’s technically correct after all.”

“Well if you have a better idea feel free to share. We need the best one because if we screw up once they’re onto us and it’s over.”

Hinata blinked a little at the explination. Oh, it was a sort of ESP thing. He understood now, he got it.

“I don’t have any abilities or powers. I’m just me.”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

Is that so. [even so, it’s conversation.] Guess I know how that feels… Anyway.

[brows raising a little bit when you suggest stopping them at the meeting.] ….Uhm, you and I….? [gesturing to the both of you, as though you might be a little dimwitted and think there’s someone else. after a second, he frowns, and repeats the gesture, tilting his head at you, as though puzzled.]

….Ne, Hinata-kun, if you’re suggesting such a thing, I thought you must have surely be strongly powered, or have all your skills unlocked or something, but I’m not sensing anything from you at all. Are you shielding?;

[detectiveahoge]

“Yeah. I’ve had a lot of new beginnings. Makes sense anyways.”

What the hell was this guy talking about? Skills unlocked? This wasn’t a video game. Shielding? This was weird but okay.

“I mean they’re not the best ideas. I was just listing some options. And shielding? What does that even mean?”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

[blinking at that.] Uwa, is it? That’s pretty cool. It really does, you must have– whoever named you must have been perceptive. [correcting himself. who knows if you have parents. he’s seen weirder.] 

[giving a soft huff at that, though, bending to pick up the soccer ball that’s rolled away.] Caught up in all this, ‘Reaper’s Game,’ missing time, countdown, but no, it’s leaving without a plan that catches you…. You’re something else, ne, Hinata-kun.

[tilting his head at you.] D’you have any ideas?

[detectiveahoge]

“Yeah I guess they were huh? It became more fitting than I think anyone ever thought.” He missed his parents, come to think of it. Not only was he away from home when he was taken in his world, but he’d been here so long. Who knew if they were even... anyways.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Hinata pondered the options. There were many really. Many ways to go about this, to succeed, to fail.

“Mmmm... I mean if we stopped them at a meeting it might work. Or somehow stopped them from acting. There’s also this Noise stuff to take care of I guess?”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

[he holds your hand steady to read the message, eyebrows raising some as he does, then pulls out his own phone.] They left me this. [by way of explanation. holding it up to yours, comparing the two messages.] Mm, it’s the same. “Hinata Hajime,” so that’s how it’s spelt. [eyes flicking up, offering you a very small smile.] “Facing the sun,” and “beginning,” it suits you ne. “At the start of the day,” then?

 [Even so, his smile dies away quite quickly, straightening up and dropping your hand to flip his phone shut.] “Fail, and face erasure.” Fun time. It says Sector Four, right? We look to be in Sector Six.

[detectiveahoge]

After comparing messages, he returned his phone to his pocket, nodding at his analysis of his name.

“Oh uh, yeah! Yeah that’s what my name means. I guess it kinda fits all things considered. My birthday is on New Year’s Day too so that just adds to it.”

“Yeah this is the park in sector six. I don’t think we should leave without some sort of plan though, that would be crazy.”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

Yes and no, it’s like after I have a seizure, ask me later– [slightly distracted, understandably. clapping a hand over your mouth when you raise your voice like that.] Yes, I am aware! [hissing.]

[rising to his feet in a motion barely more graceful than a scramble, pulling you up with him. his arms aren’t so strong, but he’s lifting through his legs– when he does that, he seems to have no trouble at all.] Do we need shelter? Are we supposed to be out here? Do you have anything that could– explain this?; [voice still a strangled kind of whisper.]

[detectiveahoge]

Hinata nodded, making a note not to bring things up right now that would worry this guy. He seemed panicked enough as it is. Hinata however, was more used to dumb giant timers counting down to presumed doom. Just another day in school. While yes, he did freak out at first, things were starting to make sense, especially now that he was finished losing blood.

He pulled to his feet with the other guys help and brushed himself off, glad that his nose was done bleeding and he could use his hand again. He pulled out his phone and showed the message to Io.

“Did you get a message like this? We have 72 hours to stop a bank robbery.”

[detectiveahoge]

Reaper Creeper Show Me [closed; cloudystriker]

[cloudystriker]

It’s fine. I think I’m missing– time. [or someone came into his bar and shot him. that happened, he’s remembering. that, too.] It’s fine. It’s– f-fine. [better not to panic you, too.]

[his suspicion is concerned when you start to pat around your pockets. taking your hand, turning it over to confirm– yes, the numbers match. the countdown matches.] Hinata-kun. [very steadily, but with some urgency.] It’s not your blood, I don’t care about blood. Look at your hands.

[detectiveahoge]

“Like... you can’t remember something? Like that?” Hinata raised an eyebrow at him. It wasn’t really that out of place but he seemed to be speaking all over the place.

Looking down at his hands, his face screwed into a confused frown. There were numbers and they were counting.

“Wh-what the hell is this?! It’s counting down!”