[Event Post]

[theapplicationof]

*It's a lovely fall day, and Akira's a bit distracted.

Sure, things have improved a bit when it comes to his uncle and how he's been reacting to him, but something still ultimately... bothered him.

He wasn't even sure why his uncle had been so wary and protective of him in the first place. And he felt like he was losing track of what he was doing more and more... He wondered if he was sick or something, but he didn't seem to have any symptoms of anything actually wrong with him physically, and the recent medical exam employees had to go through found nothing wrong, other than "get more sleep at night".

Which was weird in itself. He slept fine through the night.

So while he's sitting in the plaza, drinking from a canned coffee, he thinks. And thinks.

When will he stop thinking?*

Comments

[soundofarmor]

::A young woman in school girl clothes skips by with a big bag-purse on her shoulder past you, and then pauses and backs up, turning to you.::

Hrm~

[theapplicationof]

*At first, he gives no real mind to someone having stopped to turn to him, since really, anyone could walk by at any given time.

But when he looks up to take a drink from his coffee, he stops and stares back, as his head tries to catch up with a small, simple thing: "I have definitely seen this face before, somewhere."*

[soundofarmor]

::Walks towards you, a bounce in her step, she's wearing actually sensible mary janes and not the high heels more and more women seem to be adopting lately.::

[theapplicationof]

*... okay. I'm pretty sure I know who you are. And the feeling I'm getting is-- bad-- yes, she's a part of a bad thing, but from where...?*

... Excuse me, do I know you?

[soundofarmor]

Probably that closely, no.

But perhaps?

::She's got a Kyoto accent.::

[theapplicationof]

*... slowly getting up, thoughts working better as he realizes what the accent is, too. You don't look like you have anything in your hands that you might shove onto my head...*

You're the one LDS has a warning out about, aren't you?

[soundofarmor]

Oh, they got a warnin' out for lil' ol' me, still? Why shucks.

[theapplicationof]

Pretty sure Mr. and Miss Akaba are really thorough about making sure loose ends are tied up, so yeah, I'd say that warning is going to be around for a long, long time.

Least as long as you're wandering around.

*go over safety procedures. Get away if possible, call in the report when safe... only retaliate if you have no choice...*

[soundofarmor]

What, gonna run? But from whom, me. Or yourself?

::Leaning in.::

[theapplicationof]

*leans back*

What do you mean, "yourself"? Why would I have to run from me?

[soundofarmor]

::Giggles.::

Notice anything different 'bout yourself lately?

Or the fact ya ain't been sleepin'?

[theapplicationof]

I've been sleeping fine-- and there's nothing different about me. I'm still the same as I ever was.

*but that does bug him a little. The physician did say he should get more sleep. But he's pretty sure he sleeps all night...?*

[soundofarmor]

Yer body sure seems like it's changin' since last I saw you.

And I mean that 'sides the dark circles under yer eyes, darlin'.

[theapplicationof]

*... he rubs at his eyes a little*

I'm wide awake, here. And why are you even pointing things like this out...?

[soundofarmor]

Because.

It's odd how much y've changed in certain ways.

Are you absolutely sure everything you've changed by yer own intention?

[theapplicationof]

*... he's gripping the canned coffee a bit firmly, but his expression says he's more annoyed than anything else.*

I don't know, I think you've changed more than what a few years here would do.

[soundofarmor]

::Leans back.::

Yeh, that's a point, but I CHOSE to embrace changin' like this.

Have you?

[theapplicationof]

People grow and mature. That's all.

But far as I'm concerned, I haven't "changed" in any noteworthy way to bother bringing up, especially by LDS's would-be attacker.

*least as far as he can tell. but the changes have been subtle enough that someone looking in a mirror everyday would take little to no notice. A shift in how the jaw is there, a slight offness to the body's structure there...*

[soundofarmor]

The way your jaw's shifted, the change to yer muscles... it's odd.

Puberty stops while you're a teenager.

Unless ya believe that crap about 'second puberty'.

[theapplicationof]

*he gives you a weird look at bringing up something like that, before shaking his head, unconsciously shifting his shoulders and gritting his teeth.*

Why am I even bothering to let you keep talking about nonsense like this?

[soundofarmor]

Because, ya know deep down, I'm right about it.

Something odd is going on with ya.

[theapplicationof]

*of course he knows something odd must be happening. it'd take an idiot to not see the signs. but it's just--

no, he shouldn't be letting what she says get to him, should he?*

So-- so what? You just saying this out of the kindness of your heart? Maybe you think I'll not report you if you solve all of my problems for me?

[soundofarmor]

Oh no, I don't expect such a thing, but.

I find it interestin' how ignorant to the fact someone else seems to be stealin' yer body from ya, hun.

[theapplicationof]

... What do you mean, "stealing my body from me"?

*of course that bothers him the most. Considering what happened to his uncle...*

[soundofarmor]

That shape ain't yours, is it?

Why's it changin'.

Seems like it's changin' to fit someone else.

Someone who'd rather your body be theirs, maybe.

A ghost? An ancestor?