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Indie Daiya Higashikata RP Blog

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part 1 of many to come

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fortunasua:

                “Oh, it’s quite alright,” he waves his hand dismissively. “I know many a person with your same issues, and moreso, I’ve experienced the same sort of feeling in my life. There is someone in my life who is very overprotective as well. It comes from a place of love though,” his voice goes soft, gentle.

        “I think loving someone means to fear for them as well. And a love that’s immature is a love where someone will try to protect you to a fault. You’re growing up, and your father hasn’t quite accepted that yet. He’ll have to, it’s just a fact of life,” he sighs. “But certainly, there’s nothing more comforting than knowing there’s someone who worries for you.”

She nods as he speaks. “Yeah, you’re right. I guess I just get so frustrated sometimes that I forget that. I don’t know what I’d do without my family.”

She hugs him quickly. “Thanks Diego~! You’re really cool~!”

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fortunasua:

                “Oh. How horrid,” he laughs quietly, a gloved hand resting over his mouth to muffle the sound, to hide his grin. “There’s usually gift shops in hotel lobbies. You could get one there, you know,” he’d pat her head, perhaps, were he older.

        “Well, wandering is…normal, when you’re young. I do it a lot,” he shrugs, half heartedly. “At least you have a firm spirit, right? It’s good to have a bit of wanderlust.”

Her expression softened once more. “I wish I could be less dependent on others. I do fine at home- I know where everything is there, but daddy still treats me like I’m helpless!” 

She stopped talking for a moment before interjecting an apology. “Sorry, I probably shouldn’t be venting to a stranger.”

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fortunasua:

                 Higashikata. There it is. He’s always had a grating penchant for knowing people of significant families. 

        “What is a Japanese tourist doing wandering London alone? Must be boring if you’re all by yourself. A little girl no less,” to that, he smirks, his tone teetering on teasing. “And with impaired vision. Isn’t your papa going to be cross with you?” he near chides her, as if he isn’t only a small handful of years older than her.

Her expression turned into a bit of a pout at his words, especially the ‘little girl’ comment. “I just wanted to get some souvenirs before we left London.. No one wanted to take me!” 

She huffed a bit. “I didn’t know I had gotten so far away from the hotel...” 

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fortunasua:

                He watches her, brows furrowed, but with enough decency to not stare. He assumes she has eye problems of some sort. It’s not that dark yet, and London is fairly well lit at night regardless.

        “Diego,” he leaves his surname out his mouth for the time being. If she’s of that family, by some coincidence, it will be for the best. “And yours?”

Her hands finally find the seatbelt and she buckles herself in, just in time to offer her hand for a handshake. 

“Higashikata Daiya. Nice to meet you Diego~!” 

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fortunasua:

                “It’s a good hour walk from here, I’m afraid,” this confirms it. She’s definitely a foreigner. What sort of horrid man allows his teenage daughter to roam in a foreign country at night–and such a bloody ditz at that.

        “Here,” he hails a cab, waits for the driver to hold the door open for them. “I was headed that direction anyways. Come,” he sits inside, pats the spot beside him.

She hops in, tripping a little bit on the curb in the processes, but recovering pretty smoothly. She begins patting around the seat, trying to find the seatbelt.

“Sooo~ what’s your name?”

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fortunasua:

                 “I could call for a taxi for you. What’s your address–or, ah, which hotel are you staying at. Apologies for my presumption, but you don’t appear as if you’re of this nation,” how troublesome. Surely, the resemblance is coincidence. Not all Japanese folk are related, after all.

“I’m staying at the Hampton~ Is that nearby?” She dropped her voice to mumble to herself. “Ooh daddy is going to be so mad I wandered off...”

She returned her attention back to the stranger a moment later. “Thank you for helping me~!”

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fortunasua:

                 “It says Park Lane,” a foreigner, perhaps? “Are you lost, Miss?” he wouldn’t care, if dark wasn’t so fast approaching, and she didn’t bear such a horrid resemblance to a certain someone.

“Park Lane~?” She squinted her eyes at the street sign, trying to make out the letters to confirm what it said. “Ooh I don’t remember that street.. I guess I am lost!”

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“Hey~ Could you help me cross the street real quick~?”

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“Uhmm, scuse me, could you tell me what that sign says~?”

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