18TH FLIGHT ➥ VIDEO/AUDIO.

[crowing]

HELLLLOOOOOO OUT THERE—!!

Listen up, listen up! Just because the city's getting busy doesn't mean that you can forget your fucking manners. This place belongs to us. The one and only KO-GA-RA-SU-MA-RU!

( he slaps his hand against the wall behind him, palm smacking against his team emblem stickered to the wall. )

If you've got some beef, try and take it from us, otherwise shut your traps! And, make sure you remember that, you noisy bastards!


( he swings his arm forward in a grand sweeping gesture towards the audience, just as a small crow bursts from the black mess that he dares to call his hair. almost as to back him up, it cries out towards the device as well. )

Guaaaa, guaaa—!

(( ooc: fourth wall post! open to everyone and anyone! ))

Comments

[besuper]

Well-- no, not really.

[exhausts]

[ looking him over—really looking, because if anybody's going insane here, it has to be him, and why— ]

What about Agito?

[besuper]

Agito doesn't know where this is, either.

[exhausts]

... some messed-up time loop—that's gotta be it! But why us?

[besuper]

[ looking down to that hand on his wrist. ]

Kazu..? Are you-- um, okay?

1/2

[exhausts]

[ ... looks at his hand.








looks at Akito's wrist. ]


...

[exhausts]

[ ... lllletting... go... now... ]

Yeah, sorry about that... just don't take off, all right?

[besuper]

[ something's off, but he doesn't comment on it just yet. just smiles. ]

Okay, I won't.

..what's with the jacket?

[exhausts]

It's mine.

[ but he's glancing around the street now. ]

Shit, this doesn't even look like anywhere in Japan...

[devastates]

Because he's got his own team to look after now.

( popping in, you know, to be a jerk. )

[exhausts]

You really wanna drop spoilers right now?

[devastates]

Oh yeah, because the fuzzy jacket doesn't give off any blaring warning signals.

That's not the mark of Kogarasumaru on your back, you know.

[exhausts]

It's just a jacket.

( but the lie's clumsy off his tongue. skkkipping subjects! )

There's way too many people around if this's supposed to be a trap...

[devastates]

It's more than a jacket.

( obviously not having any of this subject changing shit. )

1/2

[exhausts]

( he could say something — )

[exhausts]

( or he couldn't. )

... yeah, fine, it's a really obvious sign. Still doesn't mean we oughta fuck up the timeline until we know what's going on.

[besuper]

..neither of you are making any sense.

[exhausts]

'Cause none of this makes any sense.

( not what Akito meant, he knows it, but priorities. )

Think we'll have to look around first anyway—you see anybody else we know yet?

[besuper]

Papa. [ he whispers quietly, under his breath.

then shoves his face into his hands. ] I'm dreaming, aren't I? This isn't real. None of this is real.

1/2

[exhausts]

He's here?

[exhausts]

( a hand on his back, contact as reassurance—the only kind he's got to offer, because like hell if he has any idea what's going on either. )

... sorry. If anybody's dreaming, it's not us.

[besuper]

[ at the hand to his back, Akito leans his weight against Kazu a little, hands still covering his face. ]

He's here, he's here and he's alive like it's completely normal, like nothing ever happened.

[exhausts]

You gonna talk to him?

[besuper]

No.

[exhausts]

Then let's get out of here. We oughta look around anyway.