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[soundsurfing]

@argentanguis in response to [x]

Beat keeps his eyes locked on Kitaniji’s shades, waiting to see if he was planning on picking a fight. Sure, he’d been there when everything had gone down in the Room of Reckoning. He’d heard that Joshua had been the one to kill Neku. He’d heard that Kitaniji had been trying to stop Joshua’s fucked up plan.

But, Beat couldn’t forget how Uzuki and Kariya had looked with their eyes hazed over, attacking like their bodies didn’t belong to them anymore. He couldn’t forget the sight of the city slowly breaking down while the citizens froze in the streets and murmured the same creepy bullshit over and over again.

He doesn’t know what to expect from this guy, but watching him drink what Beat assumes is probably booze and complain about his seat definitely wasn’t even in the top five possibilities. Not even top twenty.

“Yeah, well….” Beat starts to say, then pauses as he tries to think of something to say that isn’t stupid. “I’m surprised you ain’t Noise Dust.

“And I didn’t see your name on the chair, man. There’s a whole ‘nother chair on the other side a’ this table.”

[greetings-sheeple]

@argentanguis response to [x]

Shiba glances at the man he’s seated beside at the bar. He didn’t recognize him, and over the past three years, he’d become quite familiar with Shibuya’s Reapers. After spending three years with an ever shrinking group, Shiba had been confident he’d recognize pretty much anyone. So, he might be forgiven for assuming he was chatting with a random patron at the bar. But, the tone from his new “friend”, followed by the reference to a cost Shiba had paid told him what he needed to know. This man was involved in the UG, he knew what Shiba had done, and he sounded

How much time had passed since he started his work on Shinjuku? It was hard to keep track. Maybe Shibuya had another Game and they’d recruited more manpower? If so, would a neophyte even recognize Shiba? Did they have pictures of him in the Pad to throw darts at or something?

Maybe Shiba’s memory was worse than he thought? Shiba raised the glass and took another sip, resisting the urge to down the whole glass in one go. The liquid burned the whole way down.

“Hm… what indeed?” Whatever Kubo had told Shiba to secure his allegiance, Shiba would never remember. But he has a few ideas, at least. Ideas that he’s going to keep to himself. “Does it matter?”

Should he finish the drink and leave? No, his mind quickly rebels. He is Shiba Miyakaze and he is not going to let himself be run out of a bar like a cowering dog. His pride won’t allow it. Even the thought of it irritates him.

“At the end of the day, I brought hellfire to Shibuya. If I told you that I was under some sort of delusion where I thought I was saving the city, would that matter?”

[greetings-sheeple]

Wow, get well soon!

[catncore]

❝ damn... that was fast. ❞ he hadn't even put his phone back in his pocket for more than a couple minutes before his phone vibrated and a message tone sounded. he had been sorting art supplies in his studio for a majority of the night, so small breaks were taken checking social media and watching videos. the fact kitaniji was so quick to respond meant that he got some sort of reaction. rubbing his back, he started to take his phone out to read over the message before starting to laugh to himself.

smartass.

⋆▼ MESSAGE FROM ⋮ CONDUCTOR ↘↘ 北虹 寵 - KITANIJI MEGUMI ██ │ I always have useful things to say

it was good to know that kitaniji was still adjusting positively to things given the circumstances. even if they weren't in the same room, he could hear the pointedness in the conductor's tone. he couldn't help bullying him a little bit. getting ones baring's wasn't always easy when having had an extended stay in an altered state.

leaning on his desk, he looked around the studio to decide if he really wanted to stay later than he was. he had every intention of going out tagging tonight but knowing that the conductor was at his phone.... it was probably better he didn't. he didn't need his phone giving away that he was working- or worse, he mute his phone and he be accused of ignoring both composer AND conductor. he was confident he'd never hear the end of it if he was ganged up on.

██ │ Gonna be heading back towards the Pad soon ██ │ Need anything?

★ bounced . @argentanguis