Oct 17, 2018
❝ Hey Jiro, Saburo. ❞
❝ Let’s go see what this festival’s all about. Maybe we can pay mom and dad a visit while we’re there. ❞
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❝ Hey Jiro, Saburo. ❞
❝ Let’s go see what this festival’s all about. Maybe we can pay mom and dad a visit while we’re there. ❞
Out of all parks she visits, it had to be the park belonging to these ambiguous canines. The visitors so far have had no real reaction towards these dogs. These canines act like any ordinary animal, but Tyrande still could not help feel something isn’t right. Their head turns towards footsteps; a young teen who completely ignores the existence of others. So even young people are unfazed...
Leaning back into the park bench, her head tilts to the side and voice laced with firm curiosity.
“Greetings child...If I may ask, do these creatures intimidate you?”
@bustarry
Saburo is hitting his rebellious phase and Ichiro is crying because his brother is growing up way too fast--
❝ Alright, come on, guys, let’s leave the salaryman alone. I think he’s had enough for one day. ❞
He’s going to slowly pull his brothers into tight hugs, fingers running in their hair as he rested his chin on their heads.
❝ Don’t be sad, alright? We did our best, and we got extremely close. They’re not walking away unscathed, so that means we’ll definitely get them next time. I love you two, and I’m so, so proud of you. ❞
He would cling onto the other's arm, stifling sobs as he couldn't calm down, shaking violently with tears in his eyes. "I-Ichinii....I...I saw mom and dad....I went to hug them but...dad b-bit me!" if the other looked, he'd see that saburo's free arm was limp at the side, blood dripping to the ground. "Ichinii...I'm scared!"
He’s horrified, the sight of the strange ghosts and creatures that looked STRAIGHT out of a horror movie novel made him frozen in place. His brother clinged to his arm, shaking, sobbing, but no matter how much Ichiro tried to comfort him with little headpats and gentle coos, he couldn’t shake the uncanny sight before him.
Mom...
Dad...
...
❝ SABURO...! ❞ he yelled out as he suddenly leaned down to scoop his youngest brother into his arms, the adrenaline ignoring his shaking knees and how heavy his brother was.
❝ That’s not them... We gotta get the fuck out of here. Just hang on, I’ll take you to safety! ❞
“A microphone––?” He mumbles to himself in bemusement. Usually you wouldn’t need a microphone unless for a performance of some sort. Like when Elizabeth brought hers out and caused everyone’s ears to bleed when summoning forth her Noble Phantasm. It seems a little out of place on the bookshelf stuffed with manga. He wondered whose it was? It looked incredibly childish looking too....
He’s removed it from the shelf, taking it into his hands, to get a better look. But he didn’t linger long though, instead exiting the aisle he was in the bookstore and peeked out the end, no one on the one side. When he turns, he approaches the first person he spots.
“Excuse me––” Henry begins, now removing to show the mic to the other, taking notice of his mismatched eyes, “um, do you recognize this? I found it by the ‘manga’––? Manga section.”
@bustarry || starter call
Thank you for having common sense. It's surprising how something simple like that isn't exactly 'common' anymore, jiji-san.
“Well, I can’t say I’m used to being thanked for such things.” The smile he offers is small, but it’s a softer one than usual. “Regardless, I’m glad you understand. I trust you’ll take this as a lesson and won’t be causing any trouble yourself in the future.”
Still…jiji-san….