What a heartfelt reunion.
Who: Souji (sosouji), Yosuke (outbursting), Adachi (implausibility), Rise (liketofu), and Kanji (assrenovator)
When: The evening of July 4th.
Where: The starting dugouts.
Summary: The Investigation Team look after their own.
Warnings: None at the moment.
( Smells like office brew on Friday nights. )
When: The evening of July 4th.
Where: The starting dugouts.
Summary: The Investigation Team look after their own.
Warnings: None at the moment.
( Smells like office brew on Friday nights. )
Monsters, possible explosives, acting like they were on the run from something...tonight had really been a huge ball of what the hell is wrong with this place. Ugh.
"I don't know," she replied finally, turning her attention to Adachi who had admittedly quite successfully irritated her in the span of an hour. It probably wasn't his fault, she knew, what with all the queasiness she was still feeling. "There can't be that many people out there who'd want to trick us about this place...can there?"
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Then Kanji turned and raced further into the baseball diamond, looking around and calling out loudly, heedless of any danger to himself. "Rise-chan! Rise-chan where are you?!"
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Adachi gave the coffee one more wistful look, but alas, it was a lost cause. He knew bad coffee when he saw it, largely because he used to give Dojima cups of it. With a heavy sigh, he sat down on the edge of the bed adjacent to Rise's, shoulders slumping in defeat. Though he had come out of Magatsu Inaba in better condition than he would've thought, his clothes apparently hadn't made the same cut. His tie was folded in one pocket (he remembered taking it off in Mayumi's room, when all the air started to feel like it was choking him), one end sticking out. His clothes were burnt and frayed at the edges, shoes scuffed, collar rumpled ( ... )
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...it probably was a bit too late for that. She could only hope that the three of them - assuming that there were only three of them- would be safe.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt," she replied, as she cast another anxious glance towards the direction of the heavy reinforced door that they had pulled close earlier. It seemed almost silly, but for a door that large, it would have to keep out...or in....a lot of things. "Go fish?"
She could've sworn she'd heard a boom of thunder outside.
(I will basically be in and out and slow. Timezones. ;A;)
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Once there, he paused only long enough to shift his weight and gather his momentum. He planted one heavy booted foot on the door, causing it to spring open with a crash.
"Get away from her, you fucking bas--!"
They were sitting together, playing cards. The tableaux was so different from what he'd expected to see - which had mostly consisted of Adachi standing over Rise, laughing manaically while she cowered crying on the floor in ripped clothing - that he gaped for a moment.
Then he strode towards Adachi, fists clenched and raised. "Get away from her, you fucking bastard," he said again, finishing this time on a low growl.
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Forcing himself into a standing position, he waited behind Souji and wondered just what it was that they were going to find. Flinching slightly, he had heard the yelling before and thought that perhaps it was already too late. Rubbing his face, again, this time it was for a different reason. More to calm down and wipe those sort of thoughts from his mind, but Adachi had said that he had a gun. He really wouldn't, would he? There are way too many witnesses and--!
Glad to have kept those thoughts to himself rather than start blurting them out. Neither of them really needed any help to raise their panic, right?
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Adachi looked up a split second before the door opened, as if he had been waiting for it, but the difference was so slight that it was very nearly imperceptible, and to anyone else, it would have looked like he simply reacted to the turn of the knob, the burst of the door into the small protected space. He had a few cards splayed like a fan in one hand, the Jack of Spades pulled a little higher than the rest, and his mouth was open, considering he had been just about to ask Rise for a card.
He closed his mouth, staring wide-eyed at the mini parade that had just trampled through, all teenage brashness and fanfare (on Kanji's part, if his hollering and shouting counted). Adachi leaned back as Kanji approached, matching the boy's menacing look with an expression of surprise and intimidation. They liked that, he knew, thinking they had control over the situation, thinking that when they wanted someone to jump, they'd jump. How high, sir?"Hey now," he said, raising his hands (and subsequently giving away all his cards) in ( ... )
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"You guys-" she'd started to say, but this had died in her throat when Kanji didn't pause in his tirade and stormed up to Adachi. No, wait, this wasn't right. Adachi hadn't exactly been useful but he'd been trying to help. Of course, she hadn't been ignorant of the fact that the replies toward Adachi from the Investigation Team hadn't exactly been friendly over the phone but then again, after the ( ... )
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Though his heart was still pounding from the run, he merely took one more step towards Adachi. The months fighting monsters nearly nightly in the Darkness, if anything, had made him even bigger and tougher. He knew the man was small compared to him, and that he'd probably look like a big damn bully given the situation, but he didn't give a fuck. Not right now. Not with this man.
"How dare you even talk about Dojima after what you did to Nanako?" he growled. "Stop pretending to be so goddamned innocent, like you always fucking do."
He reached out, intending to simply lift the man bodily by the collar of his shirt and push him up against the nearest wall. There he could dangle from Kanji's scarred fist for as long as it took for them to decide what to do with him, so far as he was concerned.
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His mouth clapped shut loudly, and Souji gritted his teeth. What was this man up to now? The relief of seeing that Rise was unharmed was overshadowed by how the murderer among them was acting the way he was. The thought of him truly being innocent, of having maybe been pulled from a point in time before he'd killed, was impossible: he knew them. The only possibility was that he was somehow attempting to manipulate Rise, and for that, there would be no forgiveness, not under any circumstances.
"Rise," he said, tearing his eyes at last off the sight of Kanji menacing and lunging toward their enemy, "He's lied to you. Don't trust anything he's ( ... )
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It wasn't some spur-of-the-moment denial, it wasn't some last minute defense. Adachi had spent a long time, sitting alone with his feet dangling off into the abyss, going over the confrontation, backtracking over steps already taken. If only I had said that, he had thought, if only I had done this. Of course, everything was clearer in retrospect, every checkmate avoidable if you knew what moves to block off. That was the thing, after all. Adachi knew he'd been found out. He was counting on it ( ... )
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