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Ichimonji Hayato | Kamen Rider 2 ([personal profile] expertonshutters) wrote in [community profile] bravenewworld2015-06-20 09:34 pm

The Day of Fire. [Calderan Summer Solstice OPEN log]

It's the morning of the 21st and it's clear even to the inexperienced Unionite, Refugee, or Citadel resident that the city has a different air to it. If it wasn't the atmosphere that got them, then the stalls lining the streets would. Many people are still working on getting set up for the night festival, but the stalls that are complete are lining many corners and they are filled to the brim with bright colors. From afar, the streets look like someone threw a rainbow of paint across the city.

They haven't seen anything yet.

It's not yet time for the festivities so any visitors are free to wander the streets. The natives seem to be delighted if amused at all the people interested in the holiday and are happy to sell anyone as much colored powder as the want. Sometime close to noon is when things change. The natives all kind of stop what their doing. The colored stalls start to close up and everyone looks tense.

A long, rattling trumpet sound rings through the streets and that is when all hell breaks loose.

It's every man and pokemon for themselves. Have fun everyone.

[Ooc: Feel free to make your own top levels in addition to using the prompts below! Have fun guys!]
aerialassault: manga image (chill -- atta boy)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-21 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Burn heal? What's that?

After a long day of being in the sun and in the colors, drinking it up, and forgetting about everything that had happened in the months that had led to this point, the odd peace of the bonfires throughout Caldera's streets had an almost surreal feeling to them. It was peaceful, almost like nothing had changed at all in the time that he had been away...

Shirtless and covered from the tips of his shaggy hair to the toes of his boots with colored powders, Cliff stood off to the side admiring one of the fires with an oddly wistful smile playing on his lips.

For the first time in a long while, he really and truly felt like he was back at home...]
aerialassault: (uncool -- not sure)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-21 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Good thing too, because what is burn heal???

Cliff's stance remained as solid as the mountains out beyond the city, and he glanced over his shoulder with a complaint ready on his lips.]


'Whoa' yourself. I'm all for drinking it up this time of year, but--

[He abruptly cut himself, eyes widening as he recognized the young man even through the heavy mess of colors.]

Hayato?

[Clearly, he was dreaming. Or he had drunk too much. It was hard to say.]
aerialassault: manga image (uncool -- aw man)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-21 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[That had been an incident that he never wanted to think about again, not after spending countless days and weeks keeping the bastards off of the skinny twerp. He ran a hand though his hair, staring at Hayato in disbelief.

He had gotten a few more scars and a few new tattoos since they had met, but Hayato....]


What the hell are you doing here?!
aerialassault: (neutral -- cutting to the chase)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-22 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit--

It wasn't fear that Cliff felt, but relief. He couldn't give a swinub's ass about whether Hayato had been altered or not, the sheer fact that the young man was alive at all was the only thing that mattered to Cliff.]


--Where do you think you're going?

[Cliff spoke quickly when he saw Hayato turn away, reaching out a hand to grab his shoulder before he disappeared from his life for a second time.]
aerialassault: (cocky -- i dare ya to say that again)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-22 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
[...He seemed tougher than before. Denser. Harder. Cliff furrowed his brows as he studied his friend, mind already whirling with the various possibilities.

They both knew what had happened. It was obvious. But, it was also too loaded to talk about.]


It wasn't easy, [Cliff added, confirming Hayato's words. He hadn't liked what he had found when he returned to Caldera either...but life always kept moving forward.] But, you know that.

[He looked out over the street, looking for someplace quiet and out of the way where they could go for a little privacy.]

...Listen, don't go just yet. Let's grab a drink or something, yanno?
aerialassault: (thinking -- with Mirage)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-22 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Or, they could do it the old fashioned way-- with a bottle of spirits and a private corner in some back alley....or, even the little place he had been crashing for the few weeks since he's been back in Caldera. Swiping a bottle off of a table as they moved passed, Cliff tossed a few coins in exchange and led Hayato through the maze-like back roads of Caldera.]

Let's go back to my place. It ain't much, but it's quiet and out of the way.

[Just the way he liked it.]
aerialassault: (neutral -- cutting to the chase)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-22 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
Right-o. Follow me.

[Now with a destination in mind, Cliff led Hayato through the alleys to a small place on the very edge of the downtown. It was close enough to still be a part of the city, but far enough away to afford peace and privacy when it was needed.

Like right now.]


Here we are, [He said as he opened the door and flipped on the lights.] Make yourself comfy-- and, don't mind the bird. She's a friend.

['Bird' being a Hawlucha. Cliff had no idea where she was, but he was sure that she was safe.]
aerialassault: (attention -- i hear ya)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-22 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Few weeks, [He replied, pulling down some drinkware for the two of them while he spoke.] Long enough to get back in town and...I dunno. Live.

How 'bout you? No one I spoke to had heard anything about you.

[Not that he had too many opportunities to speak with any other prisoners. They kept Cliff under close watch after they took Hayato-- he barely had any freedom of movement, even in his cell. The scars left by some of the restraints were proof of that.]
aerialassault: (got a bad situation here)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-22 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Union?

[...That was surprise, and it showed in Cliff's eyes as he poured them both a few shots of liquor.]

Why there? Why not...I dunno, stop home first?

[Cliff, for one, was still searching for signs of his old combat team, human and pokemon alike. The Hawlucha he had met along the way was a complete, but not unwelcome, newcomer.]
aerialassault: (careful -- overdid it there)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-22 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, there's only so long you can run from what's in your blood.

[Because, even for the roughest of scoundrels, there really was nothing like the one place they could ever call home.]

...You're still you, [Cliff added cautiously after a length, downing some of his own drink. The experiments that Gigas were no secret-- even if no one had the full picture, everyone inside knew that something nasty was being worked on.] I don't care what those bastards tried to make you believe. You're still you.
aerialassault: (confident -- i've got this)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-23 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Cliff set his glass down on the counter with a firm clack and offered Hayato the most honest and reassuring smile he could that night.]

Because, you've always had good eyes. You still do.

[And the eyes told a lot about a person. He was no psychic-type, but he liked to think that he was a pretty good judge of people.]
aerialassault: (uncool -- do not want)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-23 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
[It was all the confirmation Cliff needed-- and enough reason for him to grab his own glass and down the rest of it in a single go.]

What? That's unforgiveable-- no one should mess with a man's right to enjoy a drink!

[He was upset for other reasons too, including the fact that Hayato had been targeted and forcibly altered at all. Forcing combat capabilities on to those with a peaceful mindset was one thing, but taking away their ability to enjoy the simple things in life was a completely different crime in and of itself.

...It also made for an easier, less loaded target for the both of them to focus on.]


All right, we're gonna need to go and fix this, you know.
aerialassault: (cocky -- dat splatter)

[personal profile] aerialassault 2015-06-23 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[It was deflection, because Cliff had aimed to have a good time that night and, honestly, these memories were too heavy for his tastes that night. They could properly debrief another time.

This was the Day of Fire. Every Calderan needed to go have fun.

He slammed his glass on the table, offering up a wild grin.]


What are we gonna do? We're gonna find the biggest, meanest, most foul tempered Darmanitan on this side of the mountains, fight it, and see if we can get it to help us find the spiciest peppers in Caldera.

[He was joking, except for the part about the peppers.]

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