DAY 25: Recreational Field (second shift)
Rabastan was on a mission to try to please Severus Snape. Someone should really stop and pity the poor Potions Master. So far, Bast had managed to lose just about everyone he had gotten attached to, and he was determined to not lose Severus. Severus was real after all
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"I'm not sure where to go either, but nothing is more annoying than finally dragging yourself out there and then getting dragged back in." Aya was used to doing, not talking about it. If he had been five years younger, he had probably been producing steam out from his ears by now, so frustrated.
He stuffed his hands at his pockets and leaned a bit more heavily against the fence. If only it had been that easy, just break through the fence and run for it. He let his temple roll against the metal of the fence as he gazed at Ravi, eyes half lidded and tired. If this had not been a hospital, he might have just enjoyed the ride, no reason to get out, but there was people he cared for who needed not to be in a place like this. And he couldn't stand the stench of the antiseptic.
"What kind of ideas?" he asked silently. "I heard about some kind of military, which is arranging teams to work for them." The only problem was that Aya didn't like to work for anyone he didn't know, or was not threatened with a gun (symbolical or not) to his head.
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"Hope we're gonna figure out a way for that to stop happening," Ravi remarked before he moved onto answering Aya's question. Military? That sounded like Aya had probably heard about Hitsugaya and the people from his world and what they were trying to get organized here.
Ravi gave another nod. "Yeah, you're probably talking about the same guys I'm thinking of," he replied, making sure to keep his voice down so only Aya would hear, rather than letting it carry across the field anywhere. "Getting some kinda decent weapon and working with more people's gonna help a lot more of us actually get somewhere, I bet. That way, a bunch of things'll get taken care of all at the same time."
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He was being oddly talkative around Ravi and the fact made him a little uncomfortable. Shifting, he turned his gaze back at the people playing soccer, wondering what kind of story Ken had behind him.
"Yes, organizing." Which was, Aya would be the first one to admit that, something they needed. "I just don't like to take orders from someone I don't know or even have ever met." Not like it would be the first time, but he would rather not reminiscence about the early Weiss days right now.
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"Sooner or later all our hard work's gotta pay off, though," Ravi added. He smiled at Aya. "Anyway, nobody's gonna make you take orders from those guys if you don't wanna work with 'em." He hadn't been forced into joining that little group. It had sounded like a choice and a good opportunity to take. "I just met one guy this morning and talked to a couple other people he knows. This guy looks like a kid, but sounds like he knows what he's doing."
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"I know I'm not forced to anything." Not at least directly by the people trying to organize a rebellion. And actually not by anything else but his own crooked sense of duty. But it didn't make him like it any bit more. "But if my team will end up doing it, I have little to argue with that."
He shrugged as his gaze fluttered over the yard to Omi who was obviously having a pleasant conversation with Kurama. "Quite often people aren't what they look like," he said in lenght. He already was prepared to take orders from one fifteen-year-old, why not few?
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Lucky for Kanda, he wasn't stuck here, though.
"You guys probably got better chances of getting somewhere that way, seeing as you gotta be pretty good at working with each other by now," Ravi continued. "Plus, you're gonna know you already got people you can trust to watch your back. So if the other stuff doesn't work out, even if most of us probably have the same goal here, you still got that."
After a brief pause, he chuckled at Aya's remark, straightening up to place his hands behind his head. "Yup, that kinda thing's probably pretty common." That was why you weren't supposed to judge a book by its cover and so on, right?
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"My team has already decided to join that goose hunt," he said softly, giving Ravi another glance from the corner of his eye. He wasn't sure what to think about the meeting with Yohji that had turned out to be a mission with Weiss. "Working together is not as simple as it maybe used to be." He wasn't sure how much he could tell to Ravi, or how much he wanted to tell for that matter. He had been unusually talkative already. "None of your people is here?" He asked instead, dodging the decision making for a moment longer.
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"One of 'em's here," he replied to Aya's question instead of pressing that topic any more than that. "The guy I was trying to find last night. He's right over--" Wait a minute. Ravi raised his eyebrows, trailing off when he discovered that Allen wasn't still where he'd seen him a moment ago. "Well, he was there a second ago," Ravi explained, glancing around. "Looks like he's getting pretty good at disappearing somewhere." Maybe it was payback for all the times he'd (seemingly) popped up out of nowhere around Allen and others.
But when he did spot Allen still out on the field, talking to some other guy, Ravi pointed him out to Aya with a nod of his head into that direction. "That'd be him over there. He's gonna work with the guys organizing teams around here, too."
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He followed Ravi's gaze over at a young boy, perhaps fifteen or sixteen years old. He arched his brows at the white hair and then shrugged a little at his own thoughts. "He doesn't look too old either," he said softly.
And then without any reason or rhyme, he lifted his hand and pointed it to Ken, running around with the soccer ball. "He's in my team. The idiot with brown hair, kicking the ball." Then moved his finger to point at Omi, laying on the grass with his roommate. "The kid with the redhead there is our leader. And.." He searched for Yohji with his gaze, and frowned when he found him, surprised. "The blond with Bast there is the last one from my team." Why he was telling this to Ravi was beyond him, but he didn't bother thinking about it too much.
[ooc: want to back thread a bit? :3 I wouldn't mind! ]
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Ravi chuckled, catching Aya's remark. "Yeah, Allen's younger than me," he said, "even if he's got hair like an old guy's." Quieting then, Ravi followed Aya's hand with his gaze as his fellow redhead pointed out the other members of his team with some commentary to go with that - no names, though.
The 'idiot with brown hair' looked like he was pretty good with that ball. And their leader was a kid? He did look like he was pretty young, too. "Firsthand experience with people whose appearances are deceiving, huh?" Ravi commented. "I gotta admit, I figured you were the leader." While he didn't know what exactly Aya and his team did (or used to do, where they were from), it had sounded like Aya was the guy trying to keep things organized.
"What kinda work do you guys do together, anyway?" Ravi glanced at Aya. He didn't see any harm in asking that - it was up to Aya to decide whether he wanted to answer or not.
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He let his gaze rest on Omi, his brows furrowing while watching the boy. The dynamics of this fractured team made his brain hurt. "I'm not the leader type." He didn't know how to keep people together. He could bark orders like any other guy, but it obviously was not wise letting him head the team. If you didn't want half of the team dead and rest mentally unstable. 'I'm not the type' was perhaps the understatement of the year.
"I suppose my team is the epitome of deceiving appearance." He glanced at Ravi, wondering how the man made it so easy, asking all these questions, and even making Aya comfortable enough to answer them. His team would probably consider it as a miracle. But some things were beyond normal conversation. "I can't tell you about our work." For various reasons, first of them being that he didn't want to see disgust in the other redhead's eyes when he was looking at Aya.
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His gaze wandered around the field again before it went back to Aya as he continued. "You gotta be some pretty interesting people, I'm guessing," he added, then gave another light shrug, shaking his head and smiling at Aya. Truthfully, he hadn't been holding his breath for an answer to his question about the kind of work Aya and his team did and it didn't really surprise him not to receive one.
So whatever they did had to be confidential or another touchy topic or something like that, huh.
"S'okay, everybody's got their secrets, right?" Ravi said cheerfully.
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The hand that had been pointing out his teammates returned to his pocket as Aya leaned against the fence once more, shoulders rounding up against the breeze. "Don't know about interesting, more like... grim," he begun hesitantly. Ravi probably wouldn't say that would he hear what Aya did for work. "How about you, what line of work you do?" He wasn't changing the topic per se, but rather paying back fair and square all the questions Ravi had been throwing at him.
He wasn't used to people smiling at him like that, friendly, which was all his own fault, he admitted that much, being an aloof bastard by nature. But for some reason he felt easy around the other redhead and that was something he was quite ready to open his mouth a bit for - fair price for moment of less awkward atmosphere that he had been through with Weiss for the last couple of days.
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Grim, huh? Ravi watched Aya for a moment, then tilted his head back to look up at the sky. "You don't look like you'd be the kinda people who're up to weird things or who knows what," he remarked. "You sound pretty secretive about whatever it is you guys do, though. Anyway, I guess it all comes down to what your definition of weird might be and that sorta thing's relative, right? Plus, there's that whole 'appearances can be deceiving' thing, huh?"
Ravi smiled, turning his head to look at Aya again when Aya asked him about his own job. "Me? Well, maybe this is gonna sound weird, but I'm an exorcist; kinda more like a soldier, though, and a Bookman. That's basically a guy who gets to go round recording history." Although there was more to it than that.
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"Exorcist?" he asked with a curious arch of brows, deciding to ignore all that was said about him and his team. It'd be safer for Ravi that way, and less trouble for all of them. "Doesn't that imply that you get rid of evil spirits and the likes?" Most of people would have probably thought that Ravi was into nonsense, Aya would have before he became Weiss. And yet, in the past years he had battled against PSI-talented assassins, killed a genetically engineered god and witnessed someone turning into a monster. He had no qualms about supernatural being the frightening reality. And still, the most common people with no weird abilities what so ever were the ones that frightened him the most.
Then something dawned to him and he cleared his throat. "What kind of world you come from?" The question was a bit awkward, different times and different worlds still didn't sit with Aya completely.
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Aya sounded like he was skeptical about what he was hearing. It had to sound weird, right, especially if the guy happened to come from a pretty ordinary sort of world. Most civilians back home didn't even know about Akuma or the war and all that, either, and they lived in that world. Everyday life seemed normal enough on the surface there, too, if you didn't know just how many people out there could turn out to be Akuma or end up being turned into Akuma someday.
"Earth, around the end of the nineteenth century," Ravi answered Aya's question with a smile. "You?"
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