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[shizychan]

[ After visiting the post office and getting his sunglasses back, Shizuo has walked to the John Doe Park to have a smoke and watch as his kitten Vanilla plays in the green grass, completely oblivious to what's wrong with its owner. ]

Eight years... I've been in this goddamn place for eight years!?

[ He keeps muttering to himself, until punching

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[evers_hacker]

[April had decided to take a walk in the park since it was usually so calm and-did that guy just punch a hole in the bench? So she did what any sane person would do; go up and talk to him.]

H-hey, are you alright?

[shizychan]

[ He throws a glance at her, taking a deep breath of his cigarette, before blowing smoke out through his mouth. He looks both grumpy and confused. ]

No. I'm not.

[evers_hacker]

...W-what's wrong?

[shizychan]

... I think I've been in this place for eight years.

[shizychan]

[ He just clicks his tongue at that, taking another cigarette from his pocket and lighting it up. ]

[shizychan]

[ He pulls out the cigarette box out of his pocket and throws it to you. ] There.

[snackaholictank]

...You're strong.

[Because that's clearly what's important here.]

[shizychan]

[ He throws a glance at her, not saying anything as he doesn't appreciate his power as much as other people. And he doesn't understand why some would find this power cool.

So instead he lets out a small "hmph" and pushes his glasses up. ]

[snackaholictank]

Hey, you're human, right? How'd you get so strong?

[shizychan]

[ He searches his pockets for a cigarette, soon lighting one up.

For you he just gives a shrug. He really doesn't know. ]

[rogue_pineapple]

That's a rather long time to be here. I think something must have happened.

[shizychan]

Yeah--

[ Staaaaaares at you. He has the worst face memory ever and especially now that his head is all messed up, but he still knows he remembers you from somewhere. ]

[rogue_pineapple]

[starts to smile in a creepy way]

Oya? Did they take something from you?

[shizychan]

You... You're that brat.

[ He crushes the cigarette that he was holding, not even noticing how it leaves a nice burn mark on his hand. ]

[godtrolling]

[The whole Mayfield was in turmoil and it was keeping the information broker busy collecting information. For a time he had listened the phone lines, but once he realised there were people around the town searching their houses blind or unable to move, he decided to take a stroll and see this for himself.

And look who he meets. This place was far too small.

Might as well go and tease him.]

'Oi, Shizu-chan~!

[shizychan]

[ Aaand he crushes the cigarette, giving a glare at Izaya. ]

What did you just call me... HAA!?

[ But... that seems like such a weak reaction to the flea now... right? ]

[godtrolling]

Is that a rhetorical question, Shizu-chan?

[shizychan]

STOP CALLING ME LIKE YOU'RE CLOSE TO ME!

[ He yells and punches yet another hole onto the bench. ]