bravenewworld | ☆ first investigation

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☆ first investigation | action/video

[It's funny that it's early Spring and he's finding he wishes he had a jacket to shrug into, but he never did bother to ask anybody what the weather in Union was gonna be like. A new face wanders into town and, pushing his sunglasses up onto the crown of his head, sets his hands on his hips and surveys the area. Beside and behind him, a Rhyhorn and a Scyther settle close but not too-close, and he looks between them with a smile.]

Union, eh? Our first time here. [He tosses his head toward the Rhyhorn with that comment, looking at the Scyther. Aforementioned Bug Type seems uninterested and idly slides its bladed arms together, looking the other direction. Taki just laughs, and pulls up his Warp Band, switching what side of his mouth an unlit cigarette sits in.]

Helloooo Union! Tell me somethin', where's a guy gotta look for someplace to stay for a while?

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[HUEHUEHUEHUEHUE.]

[That's the sound Fuji would make if he could. Instead he just looks very pleased and prances around in a circle around him a few moments before he stops dead and flicks his ears.]

ffuuuuUUUUUUUUJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!

[Aw snap its the fuzz]

[Taki is still laying on his back wheezing, trying to regain air in his lungs, and Spike has come to stand protectively between him and Fuji. Hongo, the Scyther, has fucked off somewhere out of sight.]

[At the sound of an impending voice, Taki twists and looks toward it, watching upside-down as the Pokemon's assumed trainer comes for him.]

[And that would be Hayato running to catch up to whatever trouble his pokemon has gotten into. He stops a few feet away to catch his breath and to give Fuji the single most disappointed father look he can manage before turning to look at Taki.]

I'm really sorry. If he broke anything let me---

[And then he stops dead. He knows that big lummox laying on the ground. He could never forget.]

[That disappointed father look is getting a quizzical critical once-over from the guy laying in the dirt. Was that--?]

[He groans, rolling onto his stomach and letting Spike shove himself under his chest, using the Pokemon to sit on his knees, slightly slumped over him. From the proper angle, he looks back up at the trainer and--]

[Sure enough, that was exactly who he thought it was. His mouth opens, and then closes again with a click of his teeth smacking together, unlit cigarette laying forgotten on the ground where he fell. He stands, marching right on over to the wild-haired Enhanced.]

Hayato Ichimonji, you sneaky little shit! Is this where you've been all this time?!

[His eyes go wide and he actually takes a step back away from him.]

H-Holy shit. Taki? I--

[Not. Someone he expected to see here. Not at all. He swallows and puts on a smile.]

Not- not exactly.

[Fuji looks up at his trainer. What is this???]

[He stops short of touching him when he takes a step away, immediately frowning in confusion. He pushes his sunglasses up onto the crown of his head again, and meets Hayato's put-upon smile with a confused one of his own. He reaches out again, clapping him carefully on the shoulder.]

Well I'm glad to see you're alive, shit. I-- I mean, you were on the Missing Persons roster during those attacks almost a year ago, I thought for sure...

[His smile becomes a bit warmer, more genuine.]

It's good to see you.

[He tenses when he claps a hand on his shoulder, but after a moment he finds himself able to relax a bit. It's. It's really good to see Taki. They've been through a lot of shit together and he is his oldest friend.]

[But that's a lot of the reason why he wasn't ready to see him yet. Taki was smart, he would find out. How do you go about resuming a friendship with someone when you hardly felt like you were the same person. How do you go about bring friends with someone having to lie about what's under your skin?]

[All of that runs through his head. He stops when he gives him that actual smile, though.]

[...he can't help but return it.]

Yeah. It's ...really good to see you, too. What are you doing here?

[He squeezes his shoulder and then recoils his hand, bringing it to the base of his neck and then dropping it back to his side, his opposite hand going to his hip.]

Ah, work. You know how it is.

[Work, huh? He folds his arms. Fuji seems to sort of relax when it looks like his trainer isn't so wound up anymore. He will totally headbutt this guy again if he has to, though.]

Are you still with the Battalion?

[A nod, accompanied by a crooked grin.]

You know it. How about you, still doing photos?

[He pats the camera bag strapped to his side. It's not the same camera he's always had, but you know. Getting captured in the middle of a battle was a good excuse to lose your equipment.]

Business is pretty good in this town.

[His grin remains, and he nods.]

Good. I'm glad. 's there somewhere I can buy you lunch at, since it's been so long?

[Heh. Well, he wasn't going to say no.]

Sure. I know a few good places around here.

[He was. So glad to see you. It was kind of dumb. So he just keeps right on smiling, and nods.]

Lead the way.

[He figures. He's... kind of been dead as far as Caldera was concerned. While war was an ugly thing where casualties were expected ...it's never easy to lose a friend. He feels really bad about disappearing.]

[There's a noodle stand not far that Hayato is fond of. He'll point it out once it's in sight.]

I ate here my first day in town, it's been my favorite ever since.

[No kidding. Taki never had quite come to terms with finding Hayato on that list-- he'd been pretty broken up about it. Several of his fellow soldiers had taken him out for drinks to try and get his mind off it, and he kept his chin up, but... Hayato had really been his first best friend. The idea of him being gone, being a casualty of war...]

[He'd blamed himself for it, honestly. He knew that personally, specifically, there was no way he could save every person, but there had to have been something he could have done. Hayato was his friend, dammit.]

[So he nods, and as Hayato leads them to the noodle stand, he sighs a breath he didn't intend to be holding, feeling a literal weight off his shoulders with him being there. He was a soldier, he was no stranger to loss. But that he didn't have to make a grave marker in a few months' time to commemorate his best friend was beyond relieving.]

I await being astounded by Union food.

[He's not so sure what he would do if there was some kind of grave marker for him back home. That's another reason he didn't go back, aside from the obvious.]

[He slides onto the stool.]

Well. Astounded isn't the word I would use. It's good, but Union food is nothing like home. Knowing you, you might be disappointed.

[He orders something for the both of them. He orders the spiciest thing they have for Taki even if he knows it won't stack up to what Taki usually eats.]

[He would have waited until he was missing for a year. And he would have gone looking for him before he did it. Before he let it be made. He figured he'd be one of the only people with an opinion, since they'd both been orphaned at young ages, but he wasn't about to give in without waiting until there was almost no doubt.]

[He doesn't even slide onto his own stool, he steps over it and settles from above. Fuck you and your long legs, sir. He looks curious at Hayato's warning, looking over the menu despite him ordering something for him already.]

Oh? That doesn't instill me with confidence for the next few months I'm liable to be here.

Heh. It's an adjustment. I'm staying with a few other Calderans who might be arranging for some things to be sent from home. Mostly things to cook with.

[He's kind of excited about that.]

So, you're staying a few months?

[He brightens at that.]

You're staying with Calderans? [Leaning a little on the counter.] So is that an indication you miss home, or just a situation of circumstance?

[He leans back, frowning until one corner of his mouth is quirked at a bizarre angle.]

Eh, probably. I don't have a real clear objective, it's just information gathering.

A little bit of both, I guess. I was sort of coasting by on change I found on the ground the first day I got here. Major General Oakenshield offered me a place to sleep. I ...haven't exactly moved out yet. I'm paying rent there now.

[So, yeah. It just kind of happened that way.]

Information gathering? On Union?

Edited 2015-04-09 08:56 (UTC)

Oakenshield... Wait, Thorin Oakenshield?! You live with Major Oakenshield?!

[He may have gone the slightest bit starry-eyed just now.]

[And he is most definitely ignoring that question.]

[Wow, what a nerd.]

I mean, he's just Mr. Oakenshield now. As far as I know he's not with the military anymore, but yeah. Why, are you some kind of fanboy?

[Tease.]

[HE BLUSTERS.]

Excuse you, I am not a fanboy. I just know how to appreciate someone who's done something great in service. Ahh, I'll have to have you ask him if he minds visitors, I'd love to see how he's doing.

He probably wouldn't, but I can ask.

[heheh. Also they get handed their food and Hayato picks up a set of chopsticks to start eating. Almost as soon as he does, the standkeeper stops him, tsking and then handing him a pair of metal chopsticks.]

[He flusters at that and thanks him. The standkeeper says something along the lines of costing him too much money in disposable chopsticks orders.]

[Hayato is just going to. Not look at Taki and eat a huge bite of noodles.]

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