Everybody had a hard year

[weaktobullets]

Who: weaktobullets and implausibility (With later appearance by ofthearcana
When: Aug. 28th, Midday
Where: An Alley in Section 4
Summary: Shinji wants to waste his time being worthless alleytrash. Adachi is in the way.
Warnings: Derp.

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[implausibility]

Adachi put on a pleasant smile. "Oh, Mitsuru-san," he said with a hint of pride at the mention, straightening and leaning back on his heels, until the sharp shadow that the top of the building behind him cut fell half on his face, from one ear to the other, masking his eyes (it was just a trick of light) - veil upon veil upon veil.

"Right, right. 'Aragaki'... one of her friends," he nodded to himself, as if checking off some mental checklist he kept on every person he met. Under 'Shinjiro Aragaki' was, (a) friend of Mitsuru Kirijo, (b) friend of Yosuke Hanamura, and (c) delinquent punk, just like that Tatsumi brat, with nothing better to do during the day than try to scare upstanding citizens out of his squatting corners. It was a very comprehensive list.

Adachi blinked up at the question, doe-eyed and confused. Of course, he had no idea why he'd be asked a question like that. "Well, not everybody," he replied innocently. He gave a little laugh. "I mean, they wouldn't have let a kid like you in, for example. They have some standards."