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●  ONE OF THEM™.

He had been minding his own business, reading an extra report sent to him by his captain on his phone when the sound of feet on gravel and high pitched shouting disturbed him. Maybe it was kids playing, but that’s not what he encountered when he turned around to see the disturbance.

              This is why he never came to the living world!! Every time he came something weird would happen. It like he attracted it. A beacon for weirdos. “You’re going on this mission” taichou said, “you’ll do it and you’ll fucking like it” he said. There was no denying it, this…woman was running directly towards him, clearly at him, he was the only one there. Jun’s body slouched over as he witnessed perhaps the most anti-climactic arrival ever, the girl hunched over trying to catch her breath. 

“do you need water or….” was all he could muster, really. 

                    ❝  N-Not  from you !!  I mean --- haaa, no thanks... !   ❞

              It was probably best to keep her disrespect to a minimum until she actually caught her breath --- their swords were always in tow, after all. And she probably couldn’t dodge --- much less land a good punch --- if he came at her while her vision was so blurry... 

              Had she really only sprinted a good 100 meters or so... ?  God, she was so out of shape... ! 

                    ❝   On second thought, I... Think I might puke...   ❞

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                                    X.  HEADCANONS. ; accepting !

☆ : Would they ever wish upon a falling star ? If so, what would they wish ?

                 Someone  came in here with the sheer intent of Fucking Me Up, I see ur game

                 They’re  rare for her to catch, but she’s definitely the type to do so. As for what she’d wish for... Her only wish would be that she could see her mother’s spirit. It wouldn’t occur for her in the moment to wish that her murder never happened, & truthfully, a part of her holds out hope that wishes can be granted --- but only reasonable ones. You can’t ask too much, you know ?  Apparently asking for one more moment with her mother is still too much, because it has yet to happen; this actually is a big sore point for her, & it’s one of the reasons her dislike for Shinigami (aside from human ignorance) is so vehement at times: she’s of a firm belief that the actions of a Shinigami prevented her from helping her mother’s spirit move on. As a result, the thought that her mother may be drifting endlessly, unfulfilled --- or even worse, may no longer exist in any form at all ?  That’s downright  horrifying  for her. 

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unchainably

a bug ghost….a phANTom….

              shit  u rite

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                      ❝   You’ve  gotta be kidding me... !!    ❞

           She’s referring, of course, to the fact that the appearance of yet another Person In Black(-kun) has shown up to ruin her evening. Eri’s in such a hurry that her bag is smacking repeatedly against her lower back, and while that would definitely cause a distinct twinge of regret later, currently she was cheering herself up by counting her luck that she caught one of them before they tracked down whatever innocent spirit they would be harassing this evening. Maybe she could actually make a case this time, instead of stumbling over her words--- !! 

                     ❝  I... I... !!  Haaa... H-Hang --- Hang on a sec, I’ll... Haaa... !!   ❞ 

            That’s assuming, of course, she ever catches her breath. 

                          ●  @cessatiio●

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                  Honestly  , if you’re unfortunate enough to live with Eri, you best pray you never kill a bug. 

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                  ❝  U-Ummm  ... !!   ❞

           This was certainly no average experience. How many people could actually say they’d met a bug that was as tall as they were ??  Hopefully very few... Was he even a bug ?? A ghost ?? A... Bug ghost ?! 

                  ❝  I-I’m so sorry if I killed your friend last week, that spider !!  It was crawling up my arm and I panicked, I usually don’t do such -- such cruel things !!   ❞  

                          ●  @illuomnes ●

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In Depth Headcanon Prompts;

☠ : Are there any recent/daily thoughts they have about death or dying? ☯ : Do they believe for every darkness there is a lightness? If not, why? ♥ : Name one thing about the way their emotions work that they despise. ☆ : Would they ever wish upon a falling star? If so, what would they wish? ☁ : Describe how they would spend a stormy, overcast/rainy day. ☂ : Storms or clear skies? εжз : What about nature do they find calming? What about nature do they find disagreeable? ☎ : List three or more people they would call out for during an emergency. ☛ : What is their typical response to being given orders? ☢ : Describe a thought or dream that would cause them to have a mental meltdown. ✄ : Are there any reasons why they would ever think of self-harm? If so, what are they? ❤ : Describe a physical action that shows complete trust. ❥ : Describe a verbal way they would express complete trust. ✗ : Explain how they portray feelings of hostility or dislike. ⊗ : What is something that causes them to question themself? ☾ : On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing? ☤ : Is there anything about their health they are continuously on edge about? Something they disregard? ✓ : Name at least two people who can trust them with their life. ❣: Describe a way that will earn affection (whether platonic or romantic) from them. ✖ : Describe a way to make them uneasy or apprehensive. ♆ : Are they prone to violent outbursts or thoughts? ✏ : What are their creative outlets? ✉ : Do they tend to rely on words or actions more? ♡ : Is there a certain scent that brings about nostalgia? If so, describe a memory this scent brings back. ۞: Are there any inner demons they can never seem to get rid of? What are they?

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               I’ll  be getting to stuff here throughout the day — I’ll reboob this a few times, but consider this a  STARTER CALL  . 

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●  SCARY - KUN.

Yeah that presence of his wasn’t pleasant. It was heavy, it made your skin crawl if you were perceptive enough. It wasn’t natural, if that was even something to begin with. Nails dig into the back of his neck as he scratches a little.

  “Yeah well…Don’t worry about it. I shouldn’t had been so uh…Rough with ya like that, I guess.”

                  ❝  Don’t  --- don’t worry about it too much, really !  Let’s just... Start over, okay ?   ❞

           Occasionally she would stiffen, or her breath would hitch --- minute details that would be difficult to notice unless someone were looking for them; his aura was simply so intense, surreal, and while abnormalities were definitely something she was used to, they weren’t normally quite so...  REPRESSIVE  . Still, suffocating as it was, there was nothing inherently malicious about it... And so her smile was genuine, warm, nodding her head slightly as if to emphasize her sincerity.

                  ❝  Eri --- I’m Kobayashi Eri. You ?   ❞   

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●  GAMER - KUN.

     Sighing, Yukio was beginning to realize that she wasn’t going to give up on this. He may have known there was absolutely no chance of her beating his score, but she apparently didn’t. Oh well.

     She’d find out upon seeing a few extra zeros tacked on at the end of that score than she would be able to get.

     “If you break it…” he started, only to trail off with a warning. There was no telling what he’d do exactly (more than likely only get upset and…. cry….), but it surely wouldn’t be good. Yukio tentatively held out his PSP for her to take, a new Space Invaders game already set up for her to begin.

                  ❝  Oh  nono, I’d never break it --- !   ❞

          She took the portable with both hands and a slight bow of the head --- gingerly, as if cradling an animal or small child (only with two hands, of course, as opposed to nestled in her arms) . She could  feel it  , of course; everything had a soul, but as far as objects went, this one was much more bright. She wasn’t sure why that was, but... She would handle it with even more care than she already did most things. 

           Well, that and Eri was broke as a joke --- breaking a PSP meant infinite pain and suffering for her wallet, constant payments until her debt was repaid, and that was unacceptable. 

                 ❝  Ah, these little aliens, they’re so cute... !  Do I just--- ah, okay... Ah--- this is actually pretty fun !    ❞              

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●  ORANGE - KUN.

     “E–Eri,” the name slipped without entire certainty as amber hues captured the girl. He could recall seeing brief flashes of her in his peripheral throughout the school day, but never found the time to follow up. –Huge hurry….Oh, that’s right, earlier in the week he’d been called out to patrol a nearby park ( shinigami duties didn’t exactly have set hours ). A hand lifted to deliver a sheepish rub to the back of his neck.

     “Yeah, sorry about that. How y’been?”

                  ❝  Oh  --- s’not a big deal !  I’ve caught you now, so...  ❞

            Of course, in reality, she’d had the means to “catch him” roughly fifty times since that initial encounter --- she’d simply chickened out at every other possible moment, evading him before her hesitation could be remotely noticed (and of course, when she finally got over her anxiety, he actually was busy). But, you know... He didn’t have to know that. Without even realizing, her own recollection caused her to mirror his sheepish gesture --- lowering her hand almost immediately as if her hair had inexplicably bitten her. 

                  ❝  Ah-- !  But I’ve been fine !  Perfectly normal, kinda boring. What about you, Orange-kun --- ?  Good, I hope !   ❞   

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                   ❝  Ah  --- Orange-kun !  It hadn’t occurred to me that we attended the same school; I meant to stop you in the hall the other day, but you seemed like you were in a  huge  hurry...   ❞

                           ●  @corhero  ●

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●  SCARY - KUN.

He stares down at her, watching as she caved so easily. It’d be a lie if he didn’t enjoy seeing people wither like this away from him. But something Aimi said couldn’t help but rattle his mind, and he let out a sigh, resting his hand on his hip.

  “ I ain’t gonna do ya no harm, if that makes ya feel any better.”

Couldn’t hurt to be a little nice.

             It’s  brief, but her posture relaxes --- less of a desire to flee, and more of a general, vague distrust. Still, she could sense a change in his very demeanor; his aura, previously so fiery and erratic, contained a tinge of...  Something  . Whatever it was left a bitter taste in her mouth. Nervous, impulsive laughter left her like a shiver.

                   ❝  Ahahaaa... !  That’s good news. I was really worried for a second, there. ... Really, I’m... I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I have a, uh... I have a staring problem.   ❞

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●  GAMER - KUN.

     “You won’t.”

     No matter how many people claimed that they would surprise Yukio with their video game skills, more often than not he was exactly on point with his assumptions. Not because she was a girl (he’d played again many female gamers that were nearly as good as he was), but because of how she was speaking about them. Confident and…. air headed. He was reminded of how someone else acted, but he wasn’t about to bring her up to a stranger.

     “You’re going to lose, so I don’t know why you’re even trying to convince me otherwise.”

             He  had a point, of course. She’d already made it clear from her fascination that she’d never even touched a gaming system of that model before --- and aside from long-ago button-mashing with a less work-addled father, really, she had no  clue  how to go about any sort of strategy. Still, that peculiar attachment she felt emanating between boy and machine... If she could come close to understanding how it worked, that’d be enough of a victory. Her wide grin, bordering foolhardy at this point, hardly wavered as she simply nodded in acknowledgment. 

                    ❝  Mm  --- I might be trying to convince myself more than I am you, actually... But we’ll see !   ❞  

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●  THREE - KUN.

     Immediately it had been apparent that someone was staring. Not only did that telltale prickling sensation at the back of his neck alert him to the phenomenon, but the third eye hidden beneath the headband stretched across his forehead shifted in the direction of whomever it was of its own accord. Crimson followed soon after, landing upon a human girl studying him far too closely to be anything but suspicious.

     Hiei studied her in return, eyes narrowing. He had been told a lie, that much was clear, but why was not. Her own stare was far too focused, far too concerned for his hair (as messy as it was) to be the center of attention. There was something else…

     He shifted, facing her fully and providing her with the full brunt of his glare that would set any reasonable human on edge. He wanted answers, and he was going to get them quickly.

     ❝ You can see something. What is it? ❞

                     ❝  A-Ahahaaaa  ... !  ❞

              Anxious laughter bubbled past her lips without even cracking a smile, and already she could feel her skin begin to perspire --- all the things she’d seen, and she was already so unavoidably  afraid  of this man ?  Did he know ?  Undoubtedly he could easily sense her anxiety, but did he know what she was really staring at ?  There was always the vague-but-perfectly-plausible notion that he could fire some sort of spiritual laser out of that culmination on his forehead, and the only thing standing between her and being fried to a crisp was the confirmation he was waiting for. In which case...

                     ❝  I can see  YOU  , of course --- that’s all !  Absolutely nothing else. At all.  ❞   

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I'm sorry if this sounds dumb but I'm confused about the mom did she drown or was she attacked by a hollow

                Aaa  sorry that I’m only just now getting to this !! 

                I  realize how that can be kind of confusing at a glance, I left it intentionally ambiguous but — no, it was not a Hollow. She was attacked, and thought to be dead when the culprit dumped her in the river; her actual cause of death was drowning. The murderer’s very close to home (but rest assured, not her husband), and it’s unlikely the case will ever be solved — it’s difficult in this instance, because the river would have washed away much of the evidence (although one could find it suspicious that she didn’t seem to put up much of a fight, again, indicating the culprit was close to home). 

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               I’ll  be getting to stuff here throughout the day — I’ll reboob this a few times, but consider this a  STARTER CALL  .