hard to be soft [RL, Akihiko, Repeat Virus] [Backdated to last Tuesday]
The situation didn't really look cheery for Shinjiro when he woke up that morning. He found himself awaking rather early, senses alert, because something was clearly wrong. Things felt funny to him, and having snagged a mattress in a squat from a bunch of drug addicts? It wasn't hard for him to be startled awake. Yet it wasn't anything they did, not this time. He thought he paid them enough to leave them alone for a short night. No, things were worse.
He was a girl.
Immediately, Shinjiro wound his coat around himself. Thank god this place had bathrooms connected to the apartment - and that the people who were awake seemed too strung out to notice his obviously changed appearance. Yet. He kept his head low and hoped he just seemed sick, and stepped around people to the bathroom. Thank god. There was a lock on the door. He bolted himself inside. Shinjiro calmed his racing heart enough to dial the community - a use for the stupid phone after all - and asked for a way out of there.
Shinjiro hoped Akihiko would somehow worldhop directly into the bathroom. Or something. Just in case, though, he told him to wear something different. For all he knew, the Aki in his time was at a boxing match or something - and he didn't want the guys in this flat watching a feed from the 'net of the match while Akihiko Sanada walked in behind them. That wouldn't do. Plus, if any of them recognized him, it'd ruin the kid's reputation. Aki didn't look that different from how he used to, not yet.
But if Aki went straight into this room, he didn't have to see what he lived in sometimes. Though it varied every day, Shinjiro couldn't stay in one place long. Not that explaining that would make it any better. Fuck.
He was a girl.
Immediately, Shinjiro wound his coat around himself. Thank god this place had bathrooms connected to the apartment - and that the people who were awake seemed too strung out to notice his obviously changed appearance. Yet. He kept his head low and hoped he just seemed sick, and stepped around people to the bathroom. Thank god. There was a lock on the door. He bolted himself inside. Shinjiro calmed his racing heart enough to dial the community - a use for the stupid phone after all - and asked for a way out of there.
Shinjiro hoped Akihiko would somehow worldhop directly into the bathroom. Or something. Just in case, though, he told him to wear something different. For all he knew, the Aki in his time was at a boxing match or something - and he didn't want the guys in this flat watching a feed from the 'net of the match while Akihiko Sanada walked in behind them. That wouldn't do. Plus, if any of them recognized him, it'd ruin the kid's reputation. Aki didn't look that different from how he used to, not yet.
But if Aki went straight into this room, he didn't have to see what he lived in sometimes. Though it varied every day, Shinjiro couldn't stay in one place long. Not that explaining that would make it any better. Fuck.