#toastfeasting

[okusoku-blog]

✎ Nothing escapes the ears of Asakura Kichou.

Or that’s what she often assumes, rumours and news of every day rarely fled from the nosy journalist -- even here, she is on the constant look so it takes no time before she receives word of a certain detective and devil summoner’s arrival. Despite immediate contact isn’t a necessity when all of them are constantly occupied in their respective duties, she takes offense on how neither made an effort on telling her before. She can forgive Raidou but Narumi is a whole different story and that’s how her adventure of tracking him down begun. Not like it was any difficult, he is a man of taste who enjoys the good life. Tae is a genius (Narumi can’t be more painfully obvious, however) and locating him presents no issue despite it took her a few days.

A prim restaurant is the aforementioned location and she disregards formalities only to rush where he was seated. Not a single greeting is uttered. Instead, makes herself noticed by slapping away a toast from the table. She can pay for that later.

“How long were you planning to ignore me!? Where is Raidou!? Did you try getting him to follow your evil scheme!?”

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[fatherfomicry]

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Ah yes, a random citizen that possibly had no intention of getting involved in dark matters yet happened to have such bad timing Jade would approach him to ask.

"Hello, I need you to guide me towards the city's morgue."  Enough of the bickering it's time to do research.

[utterlyfakeglasses]

high school boys and mutant sludge || hidenori & narumi

The acrid smell of every waste known to humans hits his nose so suddenly, he can't help but gag. After a moment of disgust, one that lasted maybe two seconds, he turns to run back onto the train that brought him here. At least, he thinks a train brought him here; he's about 99% sure a train brought him here. So, why then, when he turned around, the train was already a mile down the track, disappearing into the smog of the surroundings. 

He almost falls to the ground in despair, but the ground below him is less than optimal (what's moving underneath that sludge?) for falling. The smart choice would be to wait at the station, if this is an actual station, and wait for another train. However, Hidenori never prided himself in his smart decisions. Plus, he thinks that whatever is moving in this mess is moving towards him, and he's not ready to take on a sludge monster without at least a baseball bat and maybe a team of three other people. 

Slowly, being careful not to trip or step on something mutated, he walks deeper into area. He walks deeper and deeper, probably making progress with his slow gait, but most likely not, until he's coughing and wheezing and tears emerge from the corner of his eyes. 

And then he feels something latch onto his foot. It's the same goddamn pile of sludge from the station. He tries to escape by hopping on one foot, but he just ends up hopping into a person.

"I-I need a hero," he says, pointing to his trapped foot, "Please free me from this nightmare and get me to a doctor because I'm about 70% sure I'm going to die from this dream. That can't be healthy." 

[the21sacraments]

♡ : Is there a certain scent that brings about nostalgia? If so, describe a memory this scent brings back.

Walter is not the type who is allowed to have nostalgia. Considering how bad his childhood is, the closest he could get to a familiar smell would be blood and rust. It would bring back memories of abuse, hatred, and learning the scriptures for mother.