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fortunaverax:
[ TEXT 6:23 PM ] IT IS YOUR NAME, IS IT NOT? [TEXT 6:24 PM ] UNLIKELY, HAVE NOT BEEN INVOLVED IN DRUG INVESTIGATIONS IN INABA. NAME/DESCRIPTION OF THE PERSON?
[ TEXT | 6:24 PM ] not a name youre allowed to use you dummy!! (*￣m￣) [ TEXT | 6:25 PM ] he looked kinda sketchy, i dont know! but he looked like he was in high school mayb? 15-17, didnt ask 4 his name. white plain t-shirt && black shorts [ TEXT | 6:25 PM ] i’m stealing ur hat if u dont drop the name (҂⌣̀_⌣́)
fortunaverax:
[ TEXT | 6:20 PM] I DO NOT APPRECIATE THESE ACCUSATIONS KUJIKAWA-SAN [TEXT | 6:21 PM] SURELY YOU DO NOT THINK SO POORLY OF ME AS TO ASSUME I WOULD INDULGE IN SUCH DESTRUCTIVE HABITS, NOT TO MENTION BREAK THE LAW
[ TEXT | 6:21 PM ] heey, obviously i was kidding naoto-kun, ur not going back to calling me that ok!! ＼(｀0´)／ [ TEXT | 6:21 PM ] i really did hear som1 say that though... guy you busted for drugs maybe? i can help investigate*~*~*
fortunaverax:
The sudden closeness is surprising, and she allows it mostly by lack of reaction, completely clueless as to the ettiquete of such situations. Her connections with most people had been, after all, fleeting, superficial things, links she did not treasure for she understood their lack of depth and value. Thus her newfound colleagues in the investigation team, friends even…they often put her in situations that were untraveled territory for her, and she found it difficult to navigate them. Rise in particular was always forward beyond what others dared, which often felt as a paradox. So much time had gone by between them, time spent talking, celebrating, fighting, it became clearer every time to her how much Rise truly saw of others. Either by virtue of her experience as an idol, or her newfound persona, or any other memory that made her Rise, she looked at people, and she listened, and she understood, on some level farther than Naoto could ever reach. She may have been a little envious of her talent. Rise saw more of people than most ever could, and yet she chose to stand by them, complex and flawed as they were. It baffled the detective endlessly.
But of course, she’s stayed quiet for too long, and her mind has strayed far from the actual subject at hand. She tips her cap slightly, a comforting gesture, to remind herself of the present issues that need to be discussed.
“I actually have something in mind I’d like to make, if you do not mind. Er, how do you feel about Nimono? I have the necessary ingredients at home, and it may warm us up a bit,” it was indeed, very cold, even for an autumn day. The detective shivered slightly, but continued speaking nevertheless. While she generally trusted detective’s intuition as much as she trusted Rise’s cooking improvisations, Rise did have a way of reading people that she would gladly put plenty of trust in. “I find you are often a good judge of character. Who do you have in mind, and why?”
THE FLUIDITY OF HER movements were natural, just as she feels comfort in this close proximity with friends. Or people she’d much like to get closer to, which was just her way of communicating that, too. Her head’s still turned toward the detective, and in the silence that falls between them seconds pass with her inner thoughts running. Often unhindered and voiced, for the most part, save for when instinct is activated by social cues to follow. She knows when to keep quiet about things, too. Being open was just a little better, wasn’t it? A matter of getting used to and a fact she’d learned to accept as an idol at one point... But she finds it works for others to open up about themselves a little more, too. The Detective Prince was still a mystery in so many ways, or at least she had been. Rise thinks she’s got a number of things figured out (even after seeing her Shadow) but still not quite everything she liked to learn.
She knows she will, though. Of that much she’s certain. And she’s patient; not like Naoto’s gonna be running away from them anytime soon (not that she’d ever let her, for that matter - they were friends now, right?)
She’s only paused by the doorway, a curious expression to rival Naoto’s contemplation. She could tell by the split second of surprise that Naoto wasn’t at all used to people doing this, but it’s just a thing girls like to do, she muses, which she’ll grow accustomed to sooner or later. “Yeah, that’s perfect!” Excitement rises in her voice then, and she smiles. “We’re totally ready for this. So, where is your...” Umbrella, umbrella... “Here, I’ll hold it for us.” Gently taking the umbrella from Naoto’s hand, she opens and holds it right up over their heads. Now they can step out. “Hm? Oh yeah, I guess I am, huh?” Her smile shifts. A little thoughtful, somewhat reminiscent. “Maybe not always, but I think it’s been a little better since I got Himiko. Like she’s there to help me get a better read on people too, you know?” A pause to think on it. “But maybe that’s just the comfort of knowing she’s up there, in my head.” She chuckles, a little. “I guess it’s kinda silly, maybe I’m just imagining it, too. But she really does give me that sense of comfort, in a way.”
“So let’s see... There’s this girl, prime suspect. Karin Hamasaki. She acts so mean when she talks to me, but some days I catch her staring at me and... I dunno, I can tell she wants something.” Her expression grows a little more annoyed now, given that thought. “One of my classmates said she constantly asks people about me and the stuff I do. So maybe she’s secretly a fan who pretends to hate me, so she stole my umbrella because it’s something of Risette’s personal belongings?” Looking to Naoto for her opinion. “This other girl is just rumoured to steal random things from people’s classrooms, but she’s never been caught. And I know she’s also a Risette fan. Namiko Kimura.”
fortunaverax:
[ Upon reading the text message, Naoto found that all she could really do was blink, and reread it, in a strained attempt to process its contents. Few people had the talent to cram such an amount of information in only a single text, but there it was: greeting, proposal, persuasion, date, time, and conclusion (complete with smileys), all without leaving room for any input on her part. Truthfully, she did mind a bit, having her plans made for her, but she did not wish to anger Rise, and she did favour the idea of spending some time with her. Though she wished, truly wished this film was not going to be a very generic love story, because that was most certainly not ‘her thing’. ]
[TEXT | 12:50 PM ] PLS DO NOT BOOK AHEAD NEXT TIME RISE-SAN. WHAT MOVIE IS IT?
Okay, so maybe she didn’t really book it just yet, but that was one way to make sure Naoto actually went with her on this thing, right? If she hadn’t gotten used to Naoto’s fascination with caps on her texts she might’ve assumed Naoto was angry about it but... nah.
[ TEXT | 12:51 PM ] right ok ill try not to but this is important!! i reeeeally don’t wanna miss it and no one else wanted to go w/ me (ToT) [ TEXT | 12:51 PM ] not telling so its a surprise (* >ω<) genre is a mix of romance comedy and lil bit of science fiction thats ur thing right?
fortunaverax:
[ TEXT | 6:15 PM ] THAT IS MOST CERTAINLY NOT THE CASE [ TEXT | 6:15 PM ] I DO NOT CONDONE THE USE OF DRUGS MUCH LESS PRACTSE IT MYSELF [ TEXT | 6:16 PM ] PLEASE REFER ME TO THIS PERSON MORE SPECIFICALLY RISE-SAN I MUST CLEAR MY REPUTATION WHAT IS THEIR NAME? PLZ REPLY ASAP
[ TEXT | 6:16 PM ] i dunno... this sounds a lil sketchy 2 me naoto (￣◇￣;) [ TEXT | 6:17 PM ] u sure ur not dealin drugs on the side? not a very detective-thing 2 do [ TEXT | 6:17 PM ] u can own up to me and i promise i wont tell senpai! but we gotta do somethin about this *~secret hobby~* of urs ok? o(>< )o
koyoriin:
“I wasn’t interested in being an idol, but…I wanted the chance to change myself.”
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Finished up another picture of Rise!
Wasn’t particularly happy with the previous one I did, so I decided to paint this one. Re-doing Naoto next! (・∀・)
fortunaverax:
“You’re right. This kind of behaviour is inexcusable, and ought to be stopped before it aggravates. We should intervene as soon as possible. Perhaps we should discuss the details on the way.” Of course, crime, even minor cases such as this, would not wait until they reached their destination.
Her relief at having escaped the somewhat concerning prospect of having to taste Rise’s hazardous cooking was cut short all too soon by the idol’s sharp observation. It wasn’t that she did not trust her cooking skills per se, as much as it was… No, that was exactly it.
Rise’s cooking, while admirably passionate, was a danger to one’s health. Of course, it wouldn’t do to speak the truth in this case, lest she hurt her friend’s feelings, and possibly get into an argument with a fellow member of the investigation teem. No, that wouldnt do, she had to try a different approach.
“That’s not the case, Rise-san. I simply…don’t feel very comfortable sitting in my own home and having my guests work. It’s not polite, wouldn’t you say? At the very least, allow me to assist you.” Yes, that was it. If they cooked together, perhaps she could avoid the situation becoming a complete disaster. After all, how hard could it be to supervise her friend’s culinary efforts? …somehow, she still feels the tinniest bit uneasy about this.
Regardless, there’s simply no use in postponing the inevitable, and there are more important manners to be concerned about that they ought to discuss. Thus she follows the idol outside of class, picking out her umbrella from the carefully arranged contents of her bag, thinking it maybe too early still to point out that she should be the one leading, given that she was the only one in possession of her address.
HONOURABLE AS EVER, which wasn’t surprising in the least seeing as this was Naoto-kun, after all.. She wouldn’t have been a good detective otherwise. It was strange, how much differently she’d thought of Naoto back then -- just a stupid jerk who saw these cases as games and puzzles to be put together ‘just cause she wanted to win. Another case solved to add to a spotless record, right? This was the same stupid jerk who was kinda cute, at first, but she’d easily thrown out the adjective in the heat of her words that day. She takes it all back now. Naoto’s still cute, though. Not exactly a boy, another flawed assumption which was admittedly a little disappointing but if she were to really think about it, what did it matter if she wasn’t?
“Mhm! I’ve got a handful of suspects in mind, actually. I’ve got a good detective’s intuition, too.” Her smile’s exuberant as always, and she nods. As for allowing Naoto to assist her, though...”Well, I guess,” she shrugs. “Do you think we’ll need to stop by Junes to buy some ingredients? Or we could totally just wing it with what you have. Trust me, I’m pretty good at that.” She winks, linking an arm with Naoto’s own just before they step out the school’s exit to pouring rain.
You are so rude!
“Never figured you’d be one to talk to yourself there, Naoto-kun. Come take a break with me! You need it, I can tell.”
