Vatheon, prepare to be destroyed. No, really- watch out.
Characters: Orihara Izaya vs. the World (...Vatheon)
Location: The Plaza
Time: Night
Style: Action, action, action!
Status: Open for business.
[That had been one hell of a punch. That black Russian was seriously going to give him a lot of free ootoro in payment for the bruise Izaya now had around his eye. Ah but wait- what do we have here...?]Ah ( Read more... )
Location: The Plaza
Time: Night
Style: Action, action, action!
Status: Open for business.
[That had been one hell of a punch. That black Russian was seriously going to give him a lot of free ootoro in payment for the bruise Izaya now had around his eye. Ah but wait- what do we have here...?]Ah ( Read more... )
Okay, Izaya doesn't smile. He smirks.]
I'm just wonderful. I was taking the most lovely stroll when- ah, thank you~!
[It was only then that Izaya really registered how soaked-to-the-bone he was. How irritable. It would take forever for his jacket to dry...
He gets up onto his feet but remains mostly squatting. He grabs the towel from the other boy and begins to rub it against his head. His eyes remain steady on the other. Well, of course he's suspicious.]
I gotta say, I didn't think my heaven would be full of school boys, hnn~ but it's a nice surprise! Who knew God was so perverted~! Heheheh
Not that I don't appreciate it or anything. Although it would've been better if you were blonde...Oh well! Not even God's kingdom can be perfect I suppose.
[He's standing up now, albeit a little wobbly, but steady for the most part. He leaves the towel on his head for now, smirking wildly at the other boy.]
So is this it? Kingdom come?
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Certainly not normal. Still, he listens quietly, and his expression is flat and quiet even as Izaya finishes.
...It's always the hair, isn't it?]
I'm sorry that I'm not blond.
[Most important thing first and taken care of, he moves on to the mundane details.]
Fortunately, you probably aren't dead. This is Vatheon--it isn't heaven, but rather another world.
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His eyes are a little wide, but for only a fraction of a second before he's sliding his hands into his pockets and shrugging a bit too much than is actually necessary.]
Who said anything about blonds?
[He's turned his back on the boy now, observing 'Vatheon' as he called it. How interesting...]
Probably, eh? Mmm let's see...I seem to be alive.
[He's checking his pulse. Turning around, he approaches the boy yet again, getting directly in his face. No, really, right in his face.]
Who are you then, huh?
[He's dropped the towel by now but what difference does it make? He's soaked and one towel isn't going to do much about that. He withdraws from the boy but stays close enough.]
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My name is Minato. I'm another of the 'foreigners'--the people like you and me who have been brought here, I mean.
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Minato~. I'll have to remember that. Eh, people like you and I?
[Paying attention? What's that? He's circling Minato now, examining him like an alien on display.
Swoosh
He's whipped out his flick blade and snapped it back quick enough that it's a little perplexing as to what had just happened.
Of course, until it's made obvious that he had decided to cut Minato's tie off. Literally.]
So you are real. I would've cut your flesh but that seems rude to do to a perfect stranger. I don't want to make a bad impression or anything. Most people have a habit of misunderstanding me, you see.
[His hand is against his chest and he is just so sincere. He's snapped his blade in and is now walking backwards, still looking at Minato.]
And I wouldn't want a boy like you to misunderstand me. As so many humans do...
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...Good thing he didn't really need that for school anymore, huh? His hands remain in his pocket, slouch still pronounced, and returns his attention to the other--but there is a moment in which he considers, for defense reasons, to change his Personas--Beelzebub blocks blades, doesn't it?
But he doesn't think that there's too much danger here, and so he remains as he is for now--unconcerned. What a strange man.]
Yes, I am real. Everyone here is. And I don't think you've given me much to misunderstand, ah--
[Well, he failed to get a name, didn't he? He hesitates, grasping for a name or waiting for the other to fill in the blank; the damage to his clothes is forgotten.]
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Izaya puts away the blade entirely, perfectly amused now as he straightens up and regains a more harmless position.
This kid was a little..much. Almost unpredictable, but the gears in Izaya's head were already churning. He's not too worried about that.]
Really?
[How weird. Most people would've--.
He stares blankly at the kid. Well, what's he waiting for? Oh right. Cue the smirk and a slight bow.]
I'm Orihara Izaya. It's such a pleasure to meet you.
[What's this? Oh yes, he's grabbed Minato's hand and gave it a brisk kiss on the knuckles. Such a gentleman. Even with that smirk corrupting his face.
He straightens up, let's go of Minato's hand and shoves his own hands away into his pockets. Time to behave. A little. ]
So are you going to help me out here or just stand there looking like the Mona Lisa, ne? Because I have to say, that's hardly useful.
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...Out of everything he's encountered, that's a little...unusual.
A pause.
Dot dot dot.]
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Ah well.
Minato shrugs.]
Let's see...Most important to know about Vatheon is that we won't be able to leave on our own. It decides when we stay or leave, or at least the coral does.
[Which he nods towards, seeing as they are in the plaza and it's right there.]
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His smirk is cracking his face apart now. He likes this kid!!]
How completely interesting.
[And by that, he means not at all. He likes this new world. He doesn't care about leaving or staying. He's very adaptive.]
Ne~, tell me something I can't figure out on my own.
[Really though. He is an informant after all. He'll be able to learn all about this city within a few short hours. Especially since it looks somewhat technologically advanced.]
Like where I can actually get dried off. Eh?
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Everything here is free, for the most part; you should be able to get dry clothes and more towels at one of the stores around here.
The natives are really used to people showing up this way.
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Izaya had always been a man who enjoyed working. He loved his job. It was very satisfactory to charge people for the information they desired.]
Free?
[On the surface, Izaya appears to be perfectly fine and merely curious. Inside, he's frustrated. What type of economy is free? Where's the power struggle in that?]
Ah well, as long as I can get a nice home and plenty of literature..How old are you by the way?
Since you were so kind to help me out here, why don't you show me around a bit, nya? I don't want to feel lonely..
[He's come up behind Minato to put his hands on his shoulders, already pushing him in the direction of some of the stores.
Yup, he's forcing the kid to get involved with him. Why not?]
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...But for now he answers, simply.]
I'm 17. Why do you ask, Orihara-san?
[And well. He doesn't mind that Izaya is forcing him to come more or less, as he'd been about to offer anyway, but he feels the need to respond with something.]
Vatheon isn't very big, so it shouldn't be too hard to see most of it. But this store here-- [He gestures to one, finally removing a hand from his pocket] should have some clothes and towels for you.
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Why not, Minato-kun? You're here in a school boy's uniform. I'm in a new place. Naturally you could understand my curiosity?
[He peers over Minato's shoulder and at the store. He is usually not very keen on removing his jacket but it doesn't matter at the moment. No one here probably knows of him yet and it's better than waiting around in sopping clothing.
On the way they go! He pushes Minato ahead of him and keeps behind him, walking with him directly into the store. He eventually lets go in favor of peering around.]
So how does this work, ne? I just take whatever..and go? Ah- do they have dressing rooms, or am I going to have to strip in the open? How dirty!!
[He's giggling over this, having already removed his beloved jacket.]
Here, hold this. Don't ruin it.
[And he's off to search through the clothes. Well hey, if he's going to select something free, he might as well like it, right?
His quiet humming can be heard as he bustles through the store for something acceptable. Eventually, he comes back to Minato with a handful of clothes- red and black- and smirks widely at him. He grabs the kid by the collar of his jacket and drags him over to the changing room]
C'mon. I'll need your help getting undressed. Wet clothes can be so frusterating, hn~!
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Dragged!
Not okay aklsdnlas. He actually has to--figuratively--put his foot down here. Maybe also literally.
He hesitates, pulling back some.]
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[Yep. He has no desire to be dragged into a dressing room with Izaya thank you.]
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