[Week 11 | Day 3] Video

[smiling_umino]

[The feed starts sometime during the later afternoon, with the Hitomi being rotated and turned over left and right, with fingers tapping the screen and curious eyes frowning at the device. Then the feed dies off. Roughly about fifteen minutes later, the feed starts and the face that comes to view is one that is quite exasperated, hair down and

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[voice]

[revengeisalie]

[Something is off about this video. Rin can't quite pinpoint what it is, but Iruka is different. Well, time to find out.]

You could try to kill some wild animals. You will find money in their stomachs.

[And here, she makes a very calculated pause.]

But Umino-san, shouldn't you know better than I? You've been here longer, after all.

[voice]

[smiling_umino]

[The first thing that pops in to his head is what, she knows my last name how?! And what is this she is insinuating? Him having been here longer? Iruka does not even know this place!

What is this?!]

Uhh ... no, no, miss, I have no clue what you're talking about or how you know my last name for that matter. Or who and why would people feed animals gold.

[A pause.]

You're serious aren't you?

[voice]

[revengeisalie]

[Okay, this is slightly unsettled. She liked you, Iruka. :( And so it'd be a shame if he'd forgotten. Like she heard some people do after they have been gone and come back.]

Uhm, well... I don't know how the money gets there, either. It's just there.

[Bit of a lie, but she's not sure she wants to mention gods at this point.]

I'm quite serious.

[voice]

[smiling_umino]

Interesting ... huh. That's one of the most useful piece of information I've gained from people so far. Thanks.

[There is a pause. A brief scuffling noise and then silence.]

Have we met?

[Might as well ask.]

[Video] Because Iruka needs variety in his responses, have a Pinky~

[pinktintedgamon]

[Here, have a confused Pinky, because this does not seem like the same man who had attempted to reason with Raikou after his dream. This man is lacking the soft voice and gentle eyes...

And has raised his curiosity even more with the way he's responded to the others that have answered him.

Raikou smiles as he leans back in the onsen, clearly at the ryokan, pink hair caught in a high ponytail, save for the loose bangs framing his face, form obscured slightly by the steam.]

...You know, when I was in Yomisato I passed by several places that looked promising. At least for the kind of sport you're after, handsome.

[Video] this can lead to our log :D y/y~?

[smiling_umino]

[First thing that pops in to his head is wow, Sakura-blossoms! And quickly followed by oh hey, at least it's not white. But here's a man, in the middle of his bath, mentioning a similar name to one of those white-haired-folks: Yomisato.

Iruka grins toothily.]

That's a generous suggestion, beautiful. Second time I am hearing that name. You sure those places are the places someone like you would lurk around at, though~?

[Video] Great minds think alike - I thought we could do that!

[pinktintedgamon]

[...and that is definitely different. That smile and that flirting...

For all that this - Iruka, that's what the other had called him - for all that this man was actually flirting back and smiling a smile all to reminiscent of one of his own...

Raikou's smile shifts to something a touch more playful, amused, his tone a touch dry.]

I think I'd be safe enough. After all...for all you know, I could well be one of the ones that the lurkers there should fear, hm?

[Video] Perfect! We can keep this thread not TOO long so I can tag our log <3

[smiling_umino]

[Witty. Quick tongue. Yeah, Iruka liked these kind of people. Word play is something he enjoys engaging in. It's an art form that he feels he is rusty with. To get it from this person ... well, it's interesting to say the least.]

A man with experience. Truly, I have been blessed. Would you show me the way to enlightenment, then?

[A smile, matching tone and body language to that of this Sakura-haired man.]

[Video]

[guerrilla_morph]

Iruka?

I thought you already got a job.

[What the hell is going on?]

[Video]

[smiling_umino]

[And yet, here's another person who knows him. This is very, very strange. Downright disturbing even.]

No. I don't keep jobs especially when I travel a lot. Do you think it is possible you've mistaken me for someone ... who might look like me?

[A pause.]

And share my first name?

[Another pause.]

Because I am sorry, but I have no idea who the hell you are, kid.

[Video]

[guerrilla_morph]

[What the flying fuck.

Marco is. Just stares at Iruka. Hard.]

You don't remember me.

[It's not a question but a statement.]

My name is Marco. On the first day we met, you tried to kill me. We grew to be pretty tight after that, even though you do have the bad habit of throwing sake bottles at me.

But I suppose that doesn't matter, huh?

[Another one.

Everything seems to be falling apart. Everyone is either gone or loosing their memories.

Getting drunk with Matt sounds like a wonderful idea each passing day.]

[Video]

[smiling_umino]

[Throw sake bottles? Tried to kill him? The hell would Iruka do that for?! He frowns, lips pressing to a flat line. He honestly tries to remember anything that involves killing a boy or throwing sake bottles at a boy.

But no luck.

This boy is as foreign as everyone else and the town itself.]

... probably not, no. I really have no clue what you're talking about. Give me one thing I would gain from killing you.

[Eh, nothing. Really.]

Or throwing sake bottles at you.

[He tries to look apologetic -- and a part of him, deep down, really is sorry. Maybe it shows. Maybe it doesn't.]