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Ryotaro Dojima | 40 | | Closed at Red Stringed |

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Rough Hands || Dojima and Shinjiro

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Shinjiro folded the menu closed and laughed quietly, a small smirk on his face. “I never need a reason to spar, so if you do ever want to feel young again, I’d be more than happy to humor you.” Of course, he knew in that scenario Dojima would most likely be humoring him, but it was hard to say. The detective looked like someone who could hold his own in any sort of fight, whether it was for fun or not.

“Well, you’ve got a lot more experience on the subject than I do, that’s for sure,” Shinjiro responded, gray eyes falling on the wedding band the other man twisted around his finger. “Not that that’s saying much.” It was true—when it came to girls, he had no game. Not necessarily because he couldn’t talk to them, but because the idea of having someone care about him was so terrifying he tried to diminish the possibility of that ever happening in the first place.

When he glanced over at the waitress he nodded and handed the menu back over to her. “I think I’m gonna go for the apple. I’ve never had a piece of pie that wasn’t good, although some pies are better than others. I’m still trying to perfect my apple pie, but I think I’d just much rather have someone else make it for me.”

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He liked this kid, he really did.  He had guts and spunk but Dojima could also really tell that he had a lot of good in him.  "Alright kid."  He chuckled, "I'll be sure to set a time up if I ever think you need a good ass kicking."  

Dojima shrugged, "I don't know about that."  he admitted, "I've only really had one serious relationship in my entire life and I married her.  But then again, dating's a young man's game and it tends to change very quickly."  And Dojima was way too old and uninterested in finding another partner.  Things were too complicated with his job and his daughter.  He really didn't need to be dating.  He really didn't want to be dating.  

Dojima fumbled with his wedding band again.  It still hurt, but he was no longer bothered by talking about her.  If anything, he was glad to.  His memories of her were always fond.  

"I usually have them surprise me."  He told him, "But I think I'll go with the apple tonight too.  You ought to come by the station with some food, might get you out of trouble."

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10~

Mun’s opinion on you.

Mun wishes she knew you better :(

She gathers that you are a kind person but she’s slightly intimidated by your writing ability (in the best way possible).

Also, she hopes for more interaction soon :)

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7, 18!

Is mun a parent?

Nope!  Mun is still a child and doesn’t plan on children until she grows out of that (which might be never-)

Is mun religious

Yes!   But not overly so.  Mun was raised as a Mahayanan Buddhist, which basically means that she’s a Chinese Buddhist.  It’s kind of a mixture between Chinese cultural practices (that differ depending on region) and the actual Buddhist religion.  

My mother’s side is from southern China and my father’s side is Vietnamese so the geography allows a lot of the traditions and customs to overlap.  There are differences but it’s all very very similar.  

In general, you can say that we’re foundationally buddhist but we differ based on culture.  If I’m going to my paternal grandparents’ house, I adhere to the Vietnamese customs, if I’m going to my maternal grandparent’s house, I adhere to the southern Chinese customs.  Out of respect, we always lean towards wherever the host/temple is.

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Mun’s favourite character in the fandom, and why

If we’re talking about the Persona fandom (which I’ll just assume because I’m being asked on Dojima’s blog) then Naoto Shirogane from P4 is definitely my favorite because she’s a badass and because I relate to her on so many levels.  I also really like her “omfg why am I surrounded by idiots” only-sane man status when it comes to her friend.  Also, she’s hilarious and adorable, especially when you start to get to know her as a human being and not as her title.  

Can mun sing?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

no.

When mun sings cats start screeching. 

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Can mun swim?

Despite having lived on an island her entire life, no, mun cannot swim.  

Eek.

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How did mun get into roleplaying?

That is a very good question.  I’m not really sure how I got into roleplaying.  I do remember that the first time I ever roleplayed was when I was ten or eleven on a gamespot forum before I really knew what roleplay was (I roleplayed an Animal Crossing Villager of all things).  Fast forward maybe five years and I started “seriously” roleplaying Harry Potter on Insanejournal.  I was there for quite awhile before I jumped over to Tumblr because, even though I hate the format, I liked how casual it was in comparison and my life had started getting a little too crazy to commit to anything else but now look at me, I have 3 characters in a huge group and some pretty cool threads so ~shrug~  

How tall is mun?

Probably shorter than you -.-“

Mun is 5’1 and she’s been that way since she was fourteen!

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A funny story from when mun was a child

Did I tell the tree story already?  I think I told the tree story, so I’m going to tell another one.

This isn’t exactly a story from my childhood but it does involve a baby photo of myself.  Anyway~  

My family doesn’t have a lot of baby pictures of me.  We weren’t picture people (we still aren’t picture people) but I did have this one really adorable picture of me when I was about four that was framed in this really cute teddy bear frame for about ten to fifteen years.  

Well, I found this picture one day and I put it in my mom’s room because I thought she’d appreciate it.  About two days later I came home and on the mantle in the living room is that very same picture frame and in that frame is a photograph of a stock white baby boy.

This is funny for many reasons.  The first being that I am not a white.  The second being that I am female and the third being that I found that picture of myself as a baby sitting on my desk because for some reason, my mom thought that I might want a baby picture of myself?

It’s been a few years now and that picture of the really adorable baby boy is still on our fireplace.  

I kid you not.  I have proof.  

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16!

How does mun feel about children?

Mun loves children!  But it’s kind of weird to say because I’m still a child (and I will always be thank you very much) 

I used to hate kids because they can be pretty awful sometimes but then my cousins were born and I’ve watched them grow up over the years and they’re literally the best thing that has ever happened to this world, I swear.

I learn more from kids than they learn from me.  They approach the world with a kind of philosophy that we grow out of so I make the conscious effort to be more like a kid.  It just makes life that much more enjoyable.  They’re the happiest people on the planet and I think that also makes them the strongest.

A lot of times, you’ll see my love of children reflected in my muses.  Kaname’s the most obvious but the Dojima and Nanako relationship is also something I love to explore.

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IN THE SPIRIT OF MUNDAY

Send me a number from 1-50, without looking at the list!

If you’re brave enough, reblog without looking too!

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Crime & Punishment || Dojima + Adachi

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Adachi sighed tiredly at his boss’s retreating back. And he had tried oh-so-very hard not to be completely worthless today, too. Before he ran after Dojima, the younger detective handed over all the evidence he had collected to the crime scene investigators. Once everything checked out, he turned on his heel and hurried after his boss.  

“Phone calls and tapes,” Adachi repeated, just to let his boss know that he had been listening. “Assuming we get the tapes as soon as possible from hotel security, we can get started on those right away. Well, I can get started on those and you can call the Embassy. We might as well try to get the victim squared away as soon as possible while we wait for autopsy and forensics.”

The younger detective wasn’t particularly thrilled by the concept of setting through a night’s worth of security footage, but it was better than paperwork. Almost anything was better than paperwork, actually. As the pair made their way out of the hotel, Adachi withdrew the keys to the squad car out of the pocket of his suit jacket. He swung one of the key-rings around his index finger, only stopping when the keyring came close to flying off the end of his finger.

“Damn, and now I’m starving again,” he muttered, watching almost enviously as Dojima started digging into his pockets for a cigarette. Adachi smoked when he went out drinking but tried to refrain while he was on the job. However, there was nothing like a particularly bloody crime scene to make a man start craving nicotine like crazy. “Back to the station now, I take it?”

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"They're on the way to the department."  Dojima told him, shaking a cigarette out of the carton, feeling a little bad that he almost forgot to tell his partner but not bad enough to apologize.  "I hate this part of the job."  He grumbled, sticking the cigarette into his mouth.  The waiting killed him, it made him feel so damn useless.  "Let's hope the embassy can connect us to family."  

Noticing the way that Adachi was eying his carton, he offered it to his partner.  The kid did good, he was allowed a gold star in the form of a single cigarette.  "So am I."  He sighed, lighting his cigarette, "We've got a lot of work to do before we're allowed to eat though."  

No sense in rewarding themselves now, the family still needed to be notified, calls still needed to be made and a murderer still needed to be caught.  "Take us home Adachi."  

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Rough Hands || Dojima and Shinjiro

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Shinjiro had a hard time picturing Dojima as the type who could have ever walked a path that wasn’t the straight-and-narrow one of a respected figure of authority. The very idea of him making stupid decisions, even as a youth his own age, was mind-boggling. It was encouraging to see that Dojima, who claimed to be so similar to Shinjiro at that age, had straightened himself out and ended up just fine.

Blinking a few times—‘wait, did he actually just offer to kick my ass?’—Shinjiro accepted the dessert menu from Dojima and rolled his eyes playfully. “I almost want to start a fight just to see how tough you are, old man. It would be worth the risk of the potential ER visit.” As he opened the menu and began to peruse the dessert selection, it suddenly occurred to him that he had could count the times he had ordered a dessert at a restaurant one on hand. Although the younger man was well on his way to becoming a skilled baker and could probably make a simple dessert in his sleep at this point, he still found his eyes gravitating towards the pie section. When you ate at a diner, getting pie for dessert was just a thing you did, no questions asked.

“Alright, I can do that,” he grinned, looking up from the menu with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Although I’ll try to limit my issues to life advice questions and the occasional girl problem instead of, say… needing to be bailed out of jail.” His voice had a joking tone while he said it, but the truth of the matter was that Shinjiro would probably need to be bailed out of jail before he ever had to go to someone for ‘girl problems.’ They very idea almost made him laugh out loud.

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Dojima laughed at Shinjiro's comment.  He really did like this kid.  A lot.  A hell of a lot more than he liked his own partner, that was for sure.  Not that Adachi was all that bad.  Annoying, yes, but bad, no.  "We could spar."  He offered, half jokingly, it'd been awhile since he'd gotten in the ring with someone, "Maybe it'll help me feel young again."  

"Yeah, don't expect too much."  Dojima snorted, "I have no idea what I did to get my wife to marry me but I'm not going to question a good thing."  He played with the wedding wing he still wore, a habit he picked up after she died whenever he talked about her.  

The waitress came over, asking if they were ready and Dojima nodded, pointing out one of the pies on the menu.  Half the reason why Dojima came to this diner was for the pie, the other half was for being the only place open this late with coffee- even if it was only half decent.  "You ready?  The pies here are actually pretty good."  

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No Smoking || Dojima & Shinya

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Kougami had begun to get vibes from the other man as they sat there smoking together. Kougami couldn’t be sure what it was, but the guy just felt… official. An official that put him on edge and made his foot start a tapping beat.

"It’s been rough, lately." Kougami says, brushing his hair back from his forehead. "A lot’s… happened.  Or not happened, I guess. It’s just a lot of waiting around that gets boring quickly. I think I — " Kougami stops abruptly, narrowing his eyes, God, he can’t figure it out. His deductive skills hadn’t been put to much use lately — or at all, actually — but he just knows this isn’t just a guy.

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Doijma furrowed his brow, unsure of what to say.  He didn't want to pry more than he already had for fear of offending the man but the guy hadn't snapped at him to mind his own business yet so he took that as a good sign.  

"It'll work out."  Was all he could come up with.  It was a pathetic answer but it was the only thing he could say to a stranger he was smoking with on a park bench.  "Maybe not the way you think but you'll figure it out."  

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Cats or dogs?

Dogs.

Dojima had once entertained the idea of joining the K-9 unit but then he got promoted to homicide to detective so that's what he's doing now.

He still kind of wishes he had dog to keep at home when Nanako's alone though. 

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No Smoking || Dojima & Shinya

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"It’s probably best to quit." Kougami says, watching the man. "Not that I would know anything about what’s best."

Kougami states it as fact. If it were anybody else, it’d probably come out a little self-deprecating or a little bitter.Kougami just… knows that he doesn’t know what’s best. For anyone. But it doesn’t stop him from trying his damnest to help anyway.

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Dojima gave a short laugh, "These things are poison."  He said somewhat bitterly before shaking his head.  He didn't tend to think about these things very much anymore, it was just one of those things in his life that he did, quitting - not quitting- that conversation was no longer relevant to him.  Sure, he wanted to quit, but there were too many other things in his life to worry about first.  It was barely a blip on his radar.  

"You look kind of worse for wear."  He noted, not wanting to push the stranger but still wanting to express concern, "Are you going to be okay?"

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Rough Hands || Dojima and Shinjiro

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"Nah, I definitely wouldn’t have listened. But I still think it would have helped," Shinjiro smirked. As Dojima examined the dessert menu and offered to kick his ass as casually as if he were offering the younger man a cigarette, Shinjiro raised an eyebrow and chuckled. “Well, I mean, you could try… I’d have to go easy on you since you’re a cop and everything, and that’s not fair.”

Truthfully, Dojima could probably kick his ass. People that had the benefit of police training had a more disciplined fighting style than kids on the street, and they had the resilience to keep going until the threat was shut down. Shinjiro was tough, but Dojima would most likely display an entirely different sort of toughness. Good law enforcement officials were never push-overs. In the event that he did need a good kick to the butt, he’d be more inclined to put what little money he had on Dojima rather than himself.

“I hope I would have learned from my mistakes by now. I used to keep making the same damn ones over and over again, but I think I finally had my moment of ‘awakening’ right before I left Japan.” Shinjiro took another sip of his coffee and grinned. “But yeah, I’ll be sure to give you a call if I need a reference. Or, you know, a good ass-kicking.”

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"I wouldn't have listened either."  He admitted, "But that's what being young and stupid's about.  The good thing is that you're still young enough to change things."  He did, although he wasn't as 'rough around the edges' as Shinjiro seemed to be.  Dojima had been lucky, he had a family behind him, good friends, and a decent education.  He didn't think much of it at the time but that support and that social standing really helped him power through a lot of his stupid mistakes.  From what he had gathered from Shinjiro, the kid didn't have any of his luxuries, but that's what made Dojima respect him.  It was strange but he felt a certain kinship with the kid and he saw a lot of himself in him.  

He wanted to help him.

"And I could try."  He noted, amused, "But I've got quite a few brawls under my belt so we'll see how well that works out for you." 

He pushed the desert menu towards the younger man, gesturing for him to pick something out, "You know, I'm not just saying that."  He told him, tone more serious than it was a second ago, feeling like he was going full-blown dad mode.  "I really do want you to call.  I mean, I'm a cop, I give away those cards and I'm always willing to help, but the fact of the matter is that most of the time, no one actually does and I don't really expect them to but you, you're different, anything comes up, you call.  Got it kid?"

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Crime & Punishment || Dojima + Adachi

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As Adachi listened to Dojima explain his own theories about the murder, he directed one last glance at the victim before shaking his head and wrinkling his nose. “Yeah, I think you’re right. Either someone wants to really try to throw us off here, or we’ve got two independent perps.”He secretly hoped it was the latter scenario, because that would make the case infinitely more interesting once they examined the security footage and reviewed the autopsy report.

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The thought that two people could potentially want one man dead didn't sit well with Dojima, especially since it seemed like they actually succeeded.  Either way, one thing was for sure, they needed to know their victim more than they did now.  

He did a quick glance of the room but didn't find anything that the crime scene unit hadn't already marked.  The body seemed to be getting ready for transport back to the coroner's office and Dojima knew that that meant that their day had only really just begun now.  

He greeted Adachi when he returned with a quick nod and started his way out of the hotel room.  Adachi had done well so far but he wasn't about to say that out loud yet- he didn't want it to go to the kid's head.

"Alright, let's start with the phone calls and the tapes while we wait for autopsy and forensics."    Dojima said, digging into his pockets, and grumbling "I need a cigarette" to himself.

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Have they ever had a crush?

He's 40 years old, what do you think?