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( [off-network note // Namine] )
Found you! Found you!
[There a purple little Haro- after a little over a month, it has finally found the guy its previous owner left it for. It flies over to Nagi who stares at it in confusion.]
Ah, it's Nena's-
[He holds it in his hands and inspects it. ...So, does this mean he can disassemble it? :D]
[ooc | Lmao, Nena apparently left this for him. Dumb Haro took a long time to find him?]
( [Private // Unhackable] )
I think I'm beginning to understand some things about kindness.
Still, I cannot help
[ooc | We have kind, innocent Namine and cruel, cute Road confusing poor Nagi. But! This is way before he finds out he button-pushed Namine. Haha... before the endless guilt |D]
[He's in a crowded place- the screen peeks out just enough from his pocket to show that much. He isn't moving.
There is a vague movement, and his shadow shows his outstretched hand. This isn't his style, normally, but for Namine he must-
Someone in the distance squeaks a little in pain, but it stops as quickly as it began. His shadow shows that his arms are by his side again. Hesitation.]
I suppose I'll go back to monsters for now.
[ooc | For now...won't be using any of you bitches for his telekinetic training B|]
[Holding a stuffed rabbit in disappointment... but he hugs it close]
If it's all, then I suppose-
[his voice lowers]
-it's okay.
[ooc | Button pressed! Wished for his girlfriend and got her bunny instead. Hmm.]
( [Private // Unhackable] )
It's loud.
I suppose I should wait for a cat. This kind of environment wouldn't be good for it.
[ooc | Still on hiatus! Just taking advantage of my wee break >D]
He wanders over to the device and picks it up, his face looooming over the camera. HE IS CLEARLY DISPLEASED.]
The malfunction in these devices is rather irritating.
[sigh]
He comes up on the soccer aisle where there are shelves of various types of soccer balls. As he walks down the aisle, each soccer ball bursts and deflates. At one point, his sleeves pull up from the force of his telekinesis, and there's a sliver of his scar. Still present baby.]
[ooc | Adapting a little from the Drama CDs in which Ken was a meanie-head to tiny!Nagi! So Nagi hates soccer.]
( [Private // Unhackable] )
A fair warning: if you touch me, I won't hesitate to kill you. I won't.
Ah- you. I suppose I know what your power is, now. I didn't expect my answers to be given in such a way.
But.
This City is too puzzling.
But what's most alarming is the hand shoved in his chest- right where his heart should be.
And on his arm is a carved word so precise if a little smudged-]
[It's bloody and the room nondescript- such a mess. Such a mess.]
[ooc | Like previous deaths, not responding! Totally dead!
Edit: Btw, there's nothing necessarily right with how this death happened~ Players are free to speculate!]
( Private // Unhackable )
A piece of technology should not be able to turn on so suddenly- without switches or buttons. The fact that these things can suggests malfunction. I wonder if it is possible to take these apart.
Omi Tsukiyono. Cease contact.
He pushed himself into a sit and tried to blink until his eyes started working again.]
[Nagi glanced up, sensing movement. Ah, it was his cellmate. He didn't say anything, only sighed and attempted to break the cell bars once again. It had to work, if only he were a little bit stronger.]
[Omi forced the blurry figure into focus. That couldn't be right.]
What are you doing in my jail cell?
[Nagi frowned, still not breaking his concentration.]
They said for murder.
[...Well, that wasn't exactly what he'd meant. But it worked.]
Huh. Not what they got me for.
]But then he blushed, realizing he was not going to explain to a fifteen year old what they'd arrested him for.]
We need to find a way out of here.
What do you think I'm doing?
[Nagi frowned, becoming a little frustrated that he couldn't ascape the cell easily.]
[Nagi couldn't get them out? Omi winced.]
Stop for a moment. Let me try something.
[Not elegant, but effective. He pulled a pair set of lock picks from the pocket of his shorts and wiggled a hand through the bars.
Thirty seconds later, he was yelping and yanking his hand back as the door melted the pick.]
[ooc | Omi is red! Nagi is blue!]
Glancing over, he doesn't seem to appreciate that the device turned on all by itself. Suddenly, without him even making a move to touch the device, the device appears to lift on its own and all you see is a blur of color, movement, and then black.]
[Private message >> Omi Tsukiyono]
Omi Tsukiyono, we need to discuss some things.
[ooc | tldr; little shota drinks bubble tea and goes telekinesis on the device]
Trust, friendship, and faith- these words are meaningless without results. A city of fools.
This Network is far more useful than I thought.
I haven't seen any of you since my arrival. Are you avoiding me?
Protect yourselves. The City has become restless.
Crawford, Schuldig, Farfarello- if you are here, please contact Nagi immediately. We have separate devices with unique frequencies - all are capable of private communication and broad communication.
Location is currently unknown, and Weiss is nowhere to be seen at the moment.
Currently locating further information.
( [Private // Unhackable] )
[ooc | I know nothing of this command prompt business. I pieced together random bits from google, so let's all assume these commands actually make valid sense.]
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