004 | [Accidental Voice/Action]

[whichwayagain]

[Only someone living under a rock without a journal is probably unaware of the sudden wave of emotion sweeping over Luceti. As Mihai meets neither of these conditions, he's taken refuge (he hopes) in Good Spirits. An ironic choice, considering that Mihai's mood doesn't match the bar's name. Valentine's Day is a bit different for him, given his

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[4000excuses]

[Japan is another person who finds this whole thing curious. Japanese Valentine's Day is something for lovers and Japan most definitely does not have one of those. Ever. 2D reigns over all.]

It will pass soon enough.

At least until White Day.

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[whichwayagain]

I guess that depends on your perspective. Looking back the day will probably seem to have flown by, but in the middle of it things tend to take longer.

White Day? I don't think I've heard of that holiday before.

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[4000excuses]

Yes, I suppose things always seem longer when you're stuck in the middle of it. [Like meetings. And 100 year wars.]

Do you not have White Day abroad....? [This comes as a genuine shock to Japan. He really thought that was normal!!]

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[whichwayagain]

[More on the meetings scale there, Japan. Human lifespan here.] Unfortunately.

Abroad seems like too nice of a way to describe where I'm from. [Mihai smiles faintly.] But I guess not, unless it's a new trend. I'm not good at keeping up with those.

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[undershades]

[Slow, purposefully audible footsteps herald the arrival of a young man in a suit and sunglasses. Despite having stepped inside a not so well lit interior, he doesn't remove the latter.

Once he's close enough, he'll aim the barrel of a gun at the back of the man's head. He won't pull the trigger, though. He doesn't actually intend to kill him.]

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[whichwayagain]

[Mihai has lived too many years to miss such purposeful signals. Someone unaware might miss the subtle change in his posture, or how his hand moves to the handle of his own gun, tucked unseen within his jacket. He's still holding on to the glass of scotch with the other, and he'll sip a bit more before he addresses whoever it is behind him.]

You know, it's rude to pull a gun on someone without saying anything first.

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[undershades]

[Giovanni straight out ignores the comment, walking around to take a seat not far from the man while keeping the gun aimed in his direction.]

...You know, I'm curious.

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[whichwayagain]

[Mihai lets out a sigh as this person chooses to completely disregard what he's said.] Even if you're young, there is such a thing as professional courtesy.

[The gunman is moving, and although he doesn't turn his head, Mihai can tell from the sound where Giovanni sits. Of course the gun is still trained on him--that much Mihai can feel almost as if it were an instinct. It's hard to say, however, if he can get off a clean shot before being blown away himself, should things come to it.]

About what?

[not_a_bluesbro]

A-achoo!!

[Wolfwood's already seated in Good Spirits, still suffering from a cold and drinking away his annoyances at how shitty his week had been. And just when he thinks he'll get a new blank slate, there's something screwy going on.

Sigh.]

[whichwayagain]

[Hard to miss the sneeze. Mihai glances over, meaning to just be polite, when he spies a familiar and cumbersome weapon. That changes things, and deciding it'll be worth the risk to his immune system, he heads across the bar to where Wolfwood is sulking.]

You really like pushing your luck, don't you?

[not_a_bluesbro]

[He glances over, smiling despite himself.]

Every day, of course. Though to be fair, 70 percent of the time it isn't even my fault.

[whichwayagain]

Seventy? Are you sure you aren't aiming high?

[Mihai has no foundation for it other than what little he knows about Wolfwood, but he seems the type to find trouble without much help from others.]

I'm hoping you won't mind a little company, since it looks like we're both here and ourselves for once.

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[chaincutter]

[There is a strange redhead watching Mihai with a small, wistful smile. Maybe he's lonely... or maybe's it's just all that talk of boob-squishing. Never can be sure.

But Sigmund isn't a nosy person, so he'll look away after a few moments.]

That's all there ever is to do. [Of course, Sigmund is a weird person, which is why he just has to deliver this statement after he's apparently turned away and gone back to minding his own business.]

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[whichwayagain]

[He might not seem the type, but Mihai's pretty aware of when eyes are on him. And even though Sigmund does turn away, the old man can tell which direction the voice came from. His hearing isn't gone yet, after all. So he'll look that way for a moment, then turn back to his drink before he grins.]

I didn't think I was being that loud.

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[strayfag]

Any way to snap you out of it without the boobs? I mean, we can ask Naoto but I think my tits are bigger.

[There's a brief pause as Badou realizes 1) he should probably leave the house before she reads that and 2) this is a really shitty holiday.]

Mind some company?

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[whichwayagain]

[Mihai actually looks surprised for a moment before eying his journal: open, on. Damn thing. But he'll relax into a smile a moment later.]

I'm not really interested in having either of you pressing against me like that. So long as you promise not to do that, I'd be fine with having you join me.

[voice] I'll drop an action tag when I get home tonight!

[strayfag]

I'll try to contain myself.

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[whichwayagain]

The world will be a better place for it, no doubt.