String me up to a cherry tree; come one, come all - and hang with me.

[forefather]

Who: OPEN.
When: The morning of August 31 until September 2.
Where: Sector 4 and random spots throughout the city.
Summary: Mysterious flowering cherry trees have sprung up overnight. They're beautiful, but their petals have some strange effects...
Warnings: Put your warning in your subject line.

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OPEN.

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[It's a little after noon when Re-l exits the police station and finds the trees blossomed outside. It's an odd sight, to be sure, but not unwelcome. They're beautiful, actually. She's never seen them before in her life. She's read about them, though.

It makes her think of Gin, actually. A blossom, detached from a branch, finds its way into her hair and she plucks it out, examining it for the moment. She discards it afterwards and heads out for her usual lunch.]

[ooc: I'm up for anything. She's going to be in and around the city for most of the day/rest of the week, so just let me know when you'd like to run into her.]

[he_is_wild]

[Joker steps out of a butcher shop with a large back of meaty...something or other...

He tilts his head when sees Re-l and smiles.]

G'day, officer!

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[She's barely paying attention at first, which is why she very nearly passes him by. She glances at the Joker and nods.]

Hi--

[Wait.

She stops and whips right back around, snatching at his coat.]

What the hell are you doing?!

[he_is_wild]

[He grimaces, pulling away.]

Don't touch the coat! It was very expensive, you know!

[Then, deflating slightly]

And I was getting meat for the hyenas, Little Miss Rude.

[proxysearch]

[She lets his sleeve go, staring up at him incredulously.]

You're wandering around in the middle of the day-- Don't you think someone's going to catch you?

[...God, he's thin. She pauses to look him over.]

[he_is_wild]

Nobody's gonna catch me unless I allow it.

[He goes still as she looks him over]

See something you like or just browsing?

[proxysearch]

Touchy today, aren't you?

[She lifts her gaze to his and slowly raises an eyebrow.]

You haven't been eating. Again.

[he_is_wild]

I'm touchy?

[He brushes the sleeve that she grabbed off with one gloved hand.]

Hard to afford food when you don't got a job, little lady.

[The unspoken "I have no appetite" hangs in the air]

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[She folds her arms across her chest and lifts an eyebrow.]

You could if you stopped killing people, you know.

[She has a feeling about the latter but she knows well enough not to ask.]

[he_is_wild]

[This makes him burst suddenly into giggles and he ruffles her hair with a fond grin]

Thanks, I needed that.

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[Re-l looks a little like an indignant owl just then; her surprise and indignation is perfectly clear on her face. Her hair, only slightly out of place, makes her look somewhat ruffled. She quickly scowls and reaches up to fix it.]

I wasn't joking.

[he_is_wild]

Listen to what you're saying!

[He frowns dramatically]

If I weren't committing murder whatever would I do with myself!?

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[She rolls her eyes at his dramatics.]

You could train hyenas. Or take up knitting.

[he_is_wild]

You think people would leave me be if I did?

Once a murderer, always a murderer, my dear.

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Therapy wouldn't help.

[Woah, hi there, honesty.]

You could change your name. Pretend to kill yourself off.

[he_is_wild]

[He quirks a brow at her and grins lopsidedly.]

No. No, it's too late for that.

[He looks up into the sky.]

Far, far too late.