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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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.]

That'd be great.

[He might be a fanboy.]

[And... then that whole exchange goes down and Taki has no idea what's happening, and looks between the shopkeeper and Hayato a few times with a perplexed expression, slowly picking up his own chopsticks to try his noodles.]

[They're good! But not near as spicy as he was expecting, but passable. He smiles and nods to the shopkeep in gratitude.]

[He's totally a fanboy.]

[Hayato eats a few more bites before he looks at him again, acting like that whole thing didn't actually happen.]

See, it's not like home, but not bad either.

[He slurps another mouthful of noodles, chewing them and giving Hayato a perplexed look. Swallowing, he nods.]

Aaand I'm assuming the frustrated special-chopsticks are some kind of inside joke...?

[Goddammit. He blinks for a second and looks down at them, shrugging and quirking a grin.]

Something like that. I've broken a few of his chopsticks here on accident.

[Fuji butts into the back of his chair at that moment and Hayato nearly falls off his chair.]

Fuji. Hold on, I'll feed you when I get home.

[That's an odd reaction, and a... not-terribly-odd response, but a strange circumstance. He frowns, and then looks over their shoulders at Fuji, reaching out to set his hand against Hayato's shoulder to steady him.]

Fuji, is it? Like the camera. I've probably got something in my bag I can give him, if he's allowed.

[He frowns, looking at Fuji.]

Don't tell Goro. You know he will break both my ankles if he finds out I didn't bring him back anything.

[!!!! Fuji butts into Taki's chair.]

[Gahhh, Pokemon are cute. Cute cute cute. Taki laughs, bringing one finger to his lips in a shushing motion, and clicks his teeth to get Spike's attention. The Rhyhorn ambles over closer from where he was settled, probably napping, in the shade of a tree, and settles instead beside Taki's chair. Taki pats him approvingly and digs into his rucksack, pulling out a box of poffins. Spike gets one, naturally, and he swivels in his chair to hold one out for Fuji.]

He's gonna bite me if I leave this in my hand, isn't he.

Yep.

[NOM. Fuji is a very happy treegoat thanks.]

Don't expect to get your way every time you ram someone's chair, you know.

[He yelps, and recoils his hand, now with tree-goat bite marks, and gently pats Fuji on the head.]

Someone's chair, or someone's ass.

[He pats Spike, too, and then glances around for a moment. Nope, it appears that Hongo has fucked off somewhere again. He smiles and shakes his head, turning back toward his noodles.]

[He's about half way through his bowl.]

[What should he even tell him? He guesses he deserves to know most of the story, but he wasn't sure about sharing the whole thing. He hadn't even told Kuvira everything.]

[He pauses, not quite looking at him.]

I've only been in Union for about a month- month and a half.

[Which is to say, no he wasn't just hanging out here the whole time he was missing and blowing off everyone back home.]

[Mouth full of noodles, he thinks on that for a moment. Swallowing, he gesticulates with his chopsticks.]

Mmn, so not the whole of the time since you went missing. What happened?

[More noodles. He's being very amicable about the questions, at least, but Hayato probably also knows him well enough to know that he asks questions very carefully and gauges literally everything that goes into a response.]

[He does. It helps that Hayato, being a photojournalist, is more than aware of these mannerisms as he observes them himself.]

There was a particular nasty battle out there. Gigan troops overwhelmed us. Everyone who didn't die got taken in and imprisoned in war camps. I escaped.

[He chews thoughtfully on his noodles, nodding. A basic answer, and overall believable. There were obviously details left out, though. He licked his lips when he ran out of noodles to chew.]

And came to Union instead of going home?

I wasn't ready to come home. I'm still not. Consider it a convalescent leave.

[And he's still going to be vague, but even without all the details hopefully Taki will leave it alone enough. He got out of a bad situation and he's trying to start over.]

[The specific use of convalescent is honestly what spurs him to continue to think about it, even if he visually drops the subject. Hayato wasn't the type to need a vacation or leave from his home, not unless the circumstances of whatever had happened were really bad. To keep him away from Caldera for as long as it had... Especially given the gap between when he'd gone missing and how long he'd been in Union. The timing fit neatly within a scenario he didn't really want to think about, but it would be just his luck.]

[He slurped another mouthful of noodles, chewed through it, and clacked his chopsticks together at him.]

Hey, man, we all need some vacation every now and again. Seems like this is a pretty good spot for it, even if the food needs a little zest.

[He takes another bite, himself, glancing sidelong at Taki. Apart of him feels like he accepted that almost too easy. Taki isn't entirely buying that story. He's not surprised really, just a little exasperated. He tries not to let it show.]

[He grins, looking nonchalant.]

Union is very friendly. Almost alarmingly so. It's been a nice change of pace. And like I said, business is good.

[He scrunches his face up to use his tongue to dislodge a bit of noodle from one of his teeth, and then grins.]

Y'always have been the type to go where you want. And I guess photography is a trade best done in exciting environments. Can't figure there's much in Caldera you haven't taken a picture of.

True that.

[Slurp.]

And it looks like if you want to see something interesting, this is the place to be.

[He pops his lips.]

Ah, well. We'll see if "something interesting" winds up being in my forecast for this work dribble.

Heh. You still didn't explain why you were here? Are you spying on Union?

[Raises an eyebrow.]

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