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Hideto followed the man to th cafeteria, the smell of food bringing back that nauseous feeling. He cursed his weak stomach under his breath, struggling to hide his discomfort once again...he had to at least act strong.
But he could sure use a glass of water right now...he hated the taste of undiluted stomach acid. Or maybe some ginger ale would be good. Flat ginger ale. Well, if he saw anything, he could grab it. For now, it was probably a good idea to just pay attention to this man...and breathe through his mouth. |
He got a cup of coffee for himself and found a place to sit near a window. The weather had turned into rain, though he appreciated the gray light that came through the window. He sat down and leaned back in the chair, letting out a soft sigh of relief at being away from the situation upstairs.
"You can have anything you want here, if you're up to eating. I'll pay for it." |
Hideto looked out the window and laughed slightly at the irony. It was very strange...thanks to a friend from his last school, he always associated rain with her favorite song. Which was...somehow oddly fitting for this time. Would have been very depressing if not for the irony.
Also ironic was the fact that the song was in his native language...which wasn't something that could be said for his friend. Actually, she had relied on translations for understanding that song...but until they met, she had appreciated it far more than him. Snapping out of his slight daze, he turned to the man. "Um...ginger ale would be great," he said, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. It felt like he was admitting his uneasiness...after all, he'd never met anyone whose favorite soda was ginger ale just for the taste. |
He nodded a little then stood up, going to get the boy his drink. Once he returned, he placed the bottle on the table in front of him, then sat back down.
"What do you want to know about today?" he asked quietly, though he was completely calm. He lifted the cup to his lips and took a drink of the coffee, unphased by how hot it was. |
Hideto's eyes widened for a moment as he watched the man drink his coffee - either the coffee here was pretty bad, or that...should have hurt. But then again...why exactly was he getting so surprised by every little thing here? This WASN'T a "normal" day; he had noticed by now.
He quickly swallowed a mouthful of ginger ale before taking a deep breath to ask the question, suddenly realizing as he began to speak that he had forgotten a few very basic words in the drama of the moment. "Why didn't..." 'Futari...oretachi...ah...' "Why didn't...he and I...get hit? Why did the car come so close...and just stop?" he asked, the stress of the day making him question whether or not he'd said that right. |
"Simple," he said, staring into his coffee cup. "You have a guardian angel."
"More like there's this biiiiiiig dragon that can't mind it's own business and it saved you when you should've died," came Shozii's voice as he stole a chair next to Andrew. His eyes fell upon the boy. "So not only are you stealing my souls, you're befriending them as well. How lovely. Pretty soon the entire freaking world will know how things really work. ((Sorry for being laggy. I'm eating.)) |
Hideto had started to take another sip from his ginger ale bottle, when the words "should've died" reached his ears. Suddenly he just froze...the one thing he still THOUGHT was impossible. His eyes widened and his muscles weakened, causing the bottle to just slide out of his hand and land on its side on the table. But even as the cold carbonated liquid flowed into his lap and onto the floor, he felt himself unable to move. He knew from the moment he was able to comprehend the very concept of death that he couldn't live forever; that he really COULD die at any moment...but he never expected to know WHEN it was supposed to happen!
Maybe he had misunderstood. He just had to ask...the worst that could happen would be that what he was almost sure of already would be confirmed. He picked up the bottle and grabbed a nearby napkin, drying off himself and the table to the best of his ability and trying to find his voice again. "What do you mean...I 'should have died'?" |
Andrew's eyes quickly scanned over the cafeteria to make sure no one was watching, then caused all the liquid - even the liquid soaking the boy's pants - to gather together and move through the air in large blobs until it once again filled the bottle from which it had originally come from.
Shozii sighed and reached into the pocket of Andrew's white coat to retrieve the small leather book, as he'd left his own in his car. "Here," he said, opening it to the correct page and shoving it to Hideto. There on the page, written in white, was the boy's name. There were several other names in white, but almost all were written in black. "I'm surprised that you of all people are showing a human that," he said with a sigh, takign another drink of his coffee. "You would've shown him anyways. Might as well." "True." |
Hideto watched as the liquid returned to the bottle, a smile creeping across his face again. Even in such a wildly stressful time, he couldn't fight the fact that that was pretty awesome.
The smile faded when he saw the book, however. Just by the context of the conversation, it was fairly obvious what this was. It was unbelievable...it just seemed impossible. even though everything was made so obvious...it just seemed so unreal that he had to ask. "This...this is...what is this?" he asked, his voice trembling. |
"A reaper's list," Shozii replied, taking the book back and handing it to Andrew. "He managed to get hold of one a long time ago. I think he tricked a reaper for it."
"Don't speculate on things your mind can't comprehend," he retorted, replacing the book in his pocket. "Idiot," he muttered. He took a drink of the orange flavored soda he'd brought with him when he sat down. "Anyways. I have to wait until your name turns black again, then you're mine." "Touch him and you'll regret it." |
Tears began to sting Hideto's eyes. He knew he had to die someday, he really did...but knowing that he was due to die any time was something that NOTHING cold have prepared him for.
"I...I...I can't be...I'm not ready...I...I wanted to meet my favorite guitarist, I...I wanted to...I wanted to graduate high school...move back home...I haven't even seen that movie that a friend of mine made me so curious about, and...I should, one of the main people in it was born in the same town as me!" he cried, his hands coming up and holding his head as though trying to keep it from exploding. "And my father...my friends...it would hurt them...I'm not ready!" Tears began streaming down his face as he repeated those last words over and over again. "I'm not ready...I'm not ready..." He felt quite embarrassed for having broken like this...even in the privacy of his own room, he felt silly acting so emotional. But...what would be a rational reaction to news like this, anyway? |
"See? You mortified him," Andrew sighed, elbowing Shozii hard in the ribs.
"Relax kid, you've got about two weeks until your name turns black again." "And when it turns black, I'll be there to stop it. All over again." "This is really getting old, Andrew," he growled. "I don't care. Humans are worth saving. You need to learn this." "Whatever." |
Hideto struggled to normalize his breathing, desperate to calm down somehow...not only was it embarrassing, but it was getting physically uncomfortable. And it didn't exactly feel great to have someone commenting on it.
"I...I'm sorry," he sighed, drying his eyes with the back of his hand. Realizing that he had someone protecting him made him feel much safer...especially after what had happened earlier. Still...the thought gnawed at the back of his mind. Was he going to have to worry about which of these two would reach him first every couple weeks from now on? Everything he believed seemed to be turning upside-down. It was even leading him to question how he really felt about several things and people. He raised his head up, his eyes meeting Andrew's. "Thank you," he said, struggling to keep the emotional squeak out of his voice. "For...everything." ((My god, it's 5:22 in the morning here. @[email protected] I actually hadn't noticed until just now how late it was. That'll teach me to get so wrapped up in this. XD;; I'm going to sleep now. I'll be back...whenever I manage to wake up. :sweat: Good night!)) |
"Mm." He nodded at Hideto, only to hang his head when his pager went off again. "Damnit to hell," he muttered. He downed the rest of his coffee and stood up.
"I'm sorry, but I'm needed elsewhere," he said, bowing his head to Hideto before he hurried off. "I still say he's an idiot," Shozii grumbled. ((Oh, lame that you skip out now. XD I'm two hours ahead of you.)) |
"There, now that wasn't so hard, was it?" The nurse stood up with a smile and walked to the door. Brodie crossed his arms and stared out the window, glad that that was over, he'd lost track of how many questions she asked. But I know it was a lot...Now he just had to wait while she called his parents, he only hoped he could talk to the doctor again before he had to leave.
"Wait," he said it as soon as the idea popped into his head. The nurse turned around, her smile a bit more strained than before, "Yes?" Brodie sat up again, "That doctor who came in earlier, what was his name?" If he couldn't see him soon, he at least wanted to be able to find him again. "It's Cozu," she said as she made her exit. "You sure?" Brodie was able to stop her before she got out the door. Granted, she wasn't smiling as she stuck her head in again, "Because that's a strange name." "Last name," it was her turn to reply in monotone. This time she made sure to leave and close the door quickly. Brodie was left to drum his fingers agitatedly on the mattress. He couldn't very well blame her for just giving the last name, she probably didn't even know his first name. But he could still be annoyed by it. Just for the sake of annoyance, he refused to acknowledge that fact that finding him would be easier with a last name. ((I hope I got his name right :P)) |
((Yeah, you got his name right. Andrew Cozu. It sounds weird, but that's what it is. Just like Shozii's last name is Marez (No, he's not Hispanic). Do you want me to PM you a basic profile for Shozii like I did Andrew?))
Just slightly feeling a strain when breathing, his running slowed into a walk as he approached Brodie Fisher's hospital room. He picked up the patient chart and stepped into the room, pushing the door closed behind him. "Well then, everything seems to be in order. Your parents have been called and should be here relatively soon to take you home," he said, his voice just barely hinting at the exhaustion he was feeling. He was was grateful that his shift would be over soon. "I'm sorry for running out on you earlier, but I was needed in several places." ((In the OOC you said you wanted a way to connect everything. I think we found it. It's the hospital. Also, you should check out the OOC thread a bit more often, lol.)) |
((o.O *checks OOC thread*
And yes, a profile for Shozii would be great :P)) ((School=no time for actual rp post, I will be back!)) Brodie was surprised that the doctor- What was it she said? Cozu?- had come back. In all honesty he'd expected his parents to come for him first and probably never see the doctor again. That was just the sort of bone life seemed to be throwing him lately. Stumbling over a response, he sat up once again, "That's alright Mister- er, Doctor Cozu... sir." He noticed that 'Mister Doctor Cozu Sir' looked to be a bit disheveled, "I guess a neurosurgeon would have other things to attend to." It confused him that the man would see him just to answer some questions, but still, these questions were very important at the moment. "Anyways, you said earlier that I should listen to the nurses and stay if I wanted answers- and I have so...." He felt a bit awkward, but continued on. He leaned forward intently, "First of all, I know it was you I saw before- with the car. What exactly was that? And not just the dragon thing, because there has to be more to it than that." ((Postzorz!!! At the time I first posted it was about 7:10 and I get home at about four.)) |
((Alright. Do you know how long you'll be gone? What time is it where you are? o.O ))
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Hideto silently excused himself from the table, wanting to say something to this strange man but being terribly afraid to. He didn't want to anger someone who so clearly wanted him dead, for whatever reason. But still...he had so much that he wanted to live to do, and he desperately wanted to explain himself. He always knew there was a chance that he wouldn't accomplish it...but at least he never knew before that there was something, someone actually trying to off him before he got to.
"Itsumo 'ignorance is bliss' to iu...ima wakaru..." he muttered to himself as he slowly walked away from the table, desperately hoping he wouldn't have to make another bathroom run like he had a few minutes before. The knot in his stomach was beginning to feel a bit...threatening. ((Note: He said "They always say 'ignorance is bliss'...now I understand..." This is why I don't usually write out his thoughts. He doesn't think in English. :sweat:)) |
((That's why you just say he's thinking in another language, but you type it in English. Shozii thinks in German, Andrew thinks in French. I dunno why they do, they just do.))
"So you're just going to walk away? No more questions?" he asked, drinking the rest of his orange flavored soda and crushing the can in his hands. "I can't reap you until your name turns black. You're safe for now," he said, getting up and walking to a recycle bin, tossing the can into it. |
((I'm never quite sure how to do it, really - some people I RP with appreciate the authenticity of knowing the exact words, others want translations of the exact words (which I have a very difficult time with, since translation isn't an exact science, especially between such wildly different languages)...I've found most often I'm best off just describing the general train of thought, because after all...who always thinks in distinct words and phrases anyway? I know I frequently think in just images and unspoken concepts. Maybe I'm just weird, though...:sweat:))
"I...I really don't know what I could ask...and say it right," Hideto sighed. "But...I...how long? How long have I been...you know?" he added, curiosity getting the better of him. He really wouldn't be surprised if he'd been on the list for his entire life...after all, he had somehow survived some pretty unusual things. Suddenly he thought of one more question. "And...why? Why am I...supposed to die? Is there...a reason?" he asked, hoping he didn't sound too accusing...he just felt the need to know. After all, he'd already found out more than he ever wanted to know...why hold back just to avoid the risk of finding out more? |
Daniel almost fell over at the site to Lily's wings. He ran toward the park's entrance where his friend was standing. "Daniel, you look like you've seen a ghost."
"Its nothing." he replied. The two exit the park. "Oh dear, I hope I didn't frighten him." said Lily. "Maybe I should follow him, he seems like a troubled teen and may need my help. What was his name?....Daniel?" With that she took to the skies and followed Daniel throughout the day. |
((Yeah. I usually don't bother mentioning what language my characters think in. I just use English when typing.))
"You appeared on our lists three days ago. The day when the ink is the clearest is the day that the person dies, unless someone interferes. Your name might've appeared before in someone else's list and someone else could've saved you for all I know. I just know about this case." He sighed and leaned up against a support beam. "Why are you supposed to die? Because life's a bitch. If you want the good, sickeningly optimistic reason, ask Andrew." |
Hideto sighed heavily. Wasn't much more information than before...but at least as far as anyone knew, he wasn't cursed. The thought WAS starting to bother him a little more than usual, with recent events. That was a relief. Very much a relief.
"Go ask Andrew." Maybe he would...maybe he would. He began wondering where he had gone...hoping it wouldn't be too hard to find him again. |
((Time to bring in Misawa))
Misawa looked at her list in hand, her master list. She sighed deeply, so many people reaped in the last few days and none of them by her hand. It was starting to get alittle boring these days, but then when your job is to make sure others are doing there job it gets to be tireing. Someone is always trying to interfere....especially those damn guardians. They truely pissed her off, it'd been awhile since she had reaped an actual soul and she did miss it dearly. She looked at the list and began to notice the increaseing numbers of names which where becoming white on her list. White name....people interfered with there predestined deaths.....there was an odd number all around the same area. Something wasn't right. Her cell phone rung on her hip and she picked it up, "Misawa speaking" She listened intently to the voice on the other end of the phone and as time went by a smirk played her lips, one of mischeif and darkness. "Understood boss," she said with a laugh. She walked out into the streets of the town where she currently was assigned and smirked brightly. "Looks like the bright Misawa gets to reap again" she let out a high pitched laugh. She looked down at her list and noticed the names written on the page. "The white ones.....two weeks of life....she'd just have to find a way around that....even if it meant durting her hands alittle bit, after all....the tolling amount of people not dying when they should sent the whole system out of wack. She flicked a strand of her hair over her shoulder and gave the list one last look, "hmmm....Brodie Fisher......Hideto Fujiwara.....both set to die at the same time....both saved....same guardian..? Or was one saved because the other was saved." |
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