paranoid android [OPEN]

[letme_drive]

WHO: Matt Bluestone & OPEN
WHERE: Downtown, outside of a Starbucks. OH BOY COFFEE.
WHEN: Sunset. Sure.
WARNINGS: None!
SUMMARY: Matt is making notes of EVERYTHING POSSIBLE while researching the network. In the meantime, it is entirely possible for him to see some interesting people. [This is essentially an excuse for him to use his Sight of

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BASED ON A TRUE STORY!

[miraclefusion]

Juudai wouldn't have said he was addicted to coffee by any means, but once in a while it was nice on certain days. Today just happened to be one of those days, it seemed. He glanced around as he entered the shop, notably being followed by a brown, winged fluffball, one that no one seemed to pay any attention to -- likely because most of them couldn't see or hear it.

He ordered only a small cup of coffee and sat down in whatever table he first laid eyes upon, the cherubic fluffball following him everywhere. He glanced up at it briefly, smiling, but said nothing. He tentatively took a sip of his drink... and wasted little time in coughing it back up a bit in surprise and disgust.

"Shit," he cursed quietly in Japanese, wiping up the small bit he'd spilled on the table with a nearby napkin, "that's bitter!"

Apparently he'd never had Starbucks coffee in particular before.

poor foolish juudai. XD

[letme_drive]

...What is with creatures following around someone that no one seems to notice? Perhaps it's a familiar, he supposes. That wouldn't be surprising, really, with all of the strangeness he's come across.

Still, it catches him off guard, but he doesn't understand the Japanese at all.

"...Huh," he murmurs to himself, sitting back and honestly just watching for now, studying the creature following this Japanese stranger.

Moral: Starbucks is hella bitter. D:

[miraclefusion]

Juudai pushed the cup away distastefully, sighing. The sensation of someone else's eyes on him caught his attention, however, and he glanced at the man at the other table, who was apparently eying... Hane Kuriboh?

He blinked for a moment, his eyes turning to the little spirit, who simply blinked in return at him and let out a small trill.

"Um," he tried while standing up slowly, formulating an English response in his head and doing his best with pronunciation, "you can see it, right?"

He didn't care how strange he might've sounded to anyone else in the facility. If there was someone else who could see spirits here for whatever reason, at least, maybe there was a little hope after all.

Yeah, it is. I LIKE IT THAT WAY. 8)

[letme_drive]

The detective pauses a moment, hesitant. Then again, he sees no reason to lie; he despises it, really. Goes against everything he stands for, anyway.

He nods. "Yeah. Uh... what is it, exactly? I've never seen one before. Whatever it is."

ewwwwwwwww

[miraclefusion]

"A spirit. Its name is Hane Kuriboh," Juudai replied with a small smile, figuring it best to leave exactly what kind of spirit it was out for now. Considering the hugely negative response to the fact that it came from a card game of all things...

The spirit in question drifted gradually closer to the stranger, inspecting him with large, inquisitive purple eyes. It, too, was unused to being seen by most humans, with a few notable exceptions here and there. Stopping a nice, safe-yet-still-reasonable distance away, it let out a tiny 'kurrrri!' with a twitch of the small, feathered wings on its back, as though to make conversation.