tatsumi_textiles | post-kyr visitation post

[Income a voice message, a lady from the sounds of it]

Oh my~

It seems I've reached somewhere rather strange. While travelling through the deep universe, it seems I've stumbled upon the remnants of a rather large victory. It also appears to be quite colorful.

Oooooh, what is that vibrant, eye-searing color that is neither yellow or green but also both at the same time?! Is it a color of violence, tragedy, a war cry, radioactivity that stems from nuclear war? Ahhh, if only I could have visited this strange universe . . .

But it seems you have, haven't you?

Hello.

[ What is this voice who the hell is contacting him like this

why are they making digs at Henwen's color ]

Uh- hello?

Let see, I do believe humans have evolved with technology to transmit images to one another over long distances. I wonder if it is possible for it to travel through dimensions and space.

Well, surely, if there is anyone that can do it, I can.

[And in a moment, the screen flickers on and a VERY BLUE figure shows up.]

Good evening.

[ Oh crap it's Epon- no, wait, it's the wrong shade to be Epona blue, but what the hell ]

Who th' hell're you, and why're you talkin' about Henwen's color?

[There's one person that's not a very long visit away. Just down the street and around the corner. Well, when she's not in Tokyo. Or Okina. Or halfway across the country. However, instead of Lapis, it's Naoto. Just plain, ordinary Naoto. Or at least as ordinary as she can be.]

[ He's been home for almost a week now, and he's gotten used to the layering of clothing to hide his scars, jacket worn instead of draped, a knit scarf covering the scars on his neck, gloves worn over the brand he'd usually be proud to show, in the absence of the tattoos he'd had been planning with the Caretaker.

It was one of the first times he'd left the house since he'd come back, since he'd bolted down the stairs and nearly tackled his mother, but-

He needed to see what was happening, needed to make sure everything was alright with everyone else.

So, for the first time in a week- a year- he's walking down the main street of Inaba, hands shoved in his pockets, dressed overly-warm for the fall air, and just staring at the crowds, missing the bright waves of color he'd gotten used to ]

[Coming out of the bookshop is a flash of color that he would know. Naoto is in town today for the latest Loveline manga. However, she glances up the street, and strides up, a smile on her face that turns concerned as she sees him.]

Are you alright, Kanji-kun? You... usually do not dress this warmly.

[ There's a brief moment as Svalinn- Ochre- Kanji tries to force himself not to shout Lapis' name. Not to go in for a hug immediately, not to wonder why she's in Epona blue instead of Henwen yellow ]

Yeah, 'm fine.

Think I'm comin' down with somethin'.

[ He runs his hand through his still-blonde hair- why'd it have to be Naoto? ]

[She looks up at him, even more concerned.]

You likely should not be outside if you are coming down with something, Kanji-kun.

I just needed ta get outta the house.

[ He waves it off, trying to figure out how to keep the conversation as short as possible, not sure he'd be able to keep from tripping up, from saying something crazy

He'd just wanted to walk around- he didn't think he'd actually run into anyone who'd talk to him.

Damn it, Faust'd been right. ]

[She looks him over for a moment and raises an eyebrow.]

You do realize I am a detective, Kanji-kun. What is wrong? It must be something more than physical.

[Something's wrong, and she's partly confused and partly peeved that he's lying to her.]

[ He looks half-tempted to lie to her again, but he deflates, sighing, a scowl forming as he realizes that his half baked plan of covering up his extra year for, well, forever, wasn't going to survive it's first conversation ]

Never was able ta lie ta ya.

Look, not here, alright? Let's go somewhere people ain't gonna be watchin'.

[ He'd forgotten what it was like, to have so many people constantly watching him, eyes full of suspicion. ]

Alright?

[She looks him over again, confusion taking over from the concern.]

What in the world is going on, Kanji-kun?

[ He looks- older, somehow. Tired, but more rooted in his body. His roots are showing, and there's a weird, circular scar on his neck, one that vanishes behind his scarf as he slouches, hunching over and huffing ]

Come on, let's do this in the shine.

[ There is no way he's taking her to his house, not if there's a chance she'd see Faust, not after the way his ma had reacted to the werewolf ]

[All of these things are noted with deep concern, but no comments. She believes in him that he'll tell her what's going on.]

Alright. Lead on.

[She sticks her hands in her pockets, the bag from the bookstore dangling off of her wrist for now.]

[ He turns on his heel, walking back towards the shrine with long strides, eager to get this over.

He hadn't even gotten to the end of the road- Lapis'd be laughing right about now. ]

[Lapis would be laughing, holding onto his hand amused that he can't seem to walk down the street without things happening to him, but that's another world, another situation.

Naoto is just following him, confusion and worry on her face. Once they get to the shrine, she crosses her arms.]

Alright, Kanji-kun, what in the world is going on?

[ Instead of answering right away, Svalinn just starts tugging off his gloves- revealing small, old pockmarks of scars on one hand, and a thick brand of some kind of sigil on the other.

The sight of the sigil seems to settle something in him, and he shoves the gloves in his pocket with one hand, and loosening his scarf with the other ]

...I honestly dunno how ta explain, Naoto. 's been one hell of a long year.

[Her eyes widen, but she doesn't draw back from it. There's concern in her expression, as well as a deep curiosity.]

A year, Kanji-kun? But I only saw you a...

[No. Wait. Use your brain, Shirogane.]

You have aged. What happened?

Remember th' TV World?

[ She probably does better than he does, but-

He rubs a thumb over the sigil on his hand, a nervous tick ]

It weren't that, but it was like it. Was gone fer a year ta me, but nothin's changed here.

That's....

[Well, not impossible, but highly improbable? But it obviously happened.]

You're obviously not exactly alright.

[ He snorts ]

I'm alive, ain't I? And it ain't like this place is dangerous or some shit, all I gotta worry 'bout is how ta keep this shit covered.

[ He gestures at his hand- not the one with the thick burnt in sigil, but instead the one with the puncture scars ]

Well, er, gloves are stylish, or so I've heard.

[She shrugs.]

Clothing is more your department than mine. But... you can be alive and not truly alright, Kanji-kun. I... am worried.

[ There's a twinge of pain at hearing that, but- ]

Yeah, well, I'm here, 'nd so's Faust, and the world ain't exploded, so I think I'm pretty damn well off.

[ His hands get shoved back into his pockets and he glowers at the floor ]

Look, I'm tellin' you 'cause we both know I can't hide shit worth a crap, so I'm gonna be tellin' everyone when I see'em.

[There's a hint of... something in her expression, but it changes fairly quickly.]

Faust? Who is that?

[She looks up at him, curious.]

Did you bring someone back with you? Is he like Teddie?

[ It's like something happens, a switch is flipped, because where before there had been sullen bitterness- not lapis, not his naoto but that isn't fair, it's not naoto's fault she wasn't there and didn't remember- there's only a bright flash of joy as he starts talking about Faust ]

Kinda- he was our patron. When alla the shit went down, I brought him back with me, insteada leavin' him in his realm alone. Think mosta the teams took their's home with'em.

[She blinks a couple times, then sighs.]

Kanji-kun, you are going to have to start from the beginning. Realm? Teams? Patron? What are you even talking about?

[ How dare she ruin his happy

He falters, then clears his throat, coughing sheepishly ]

Right, uh. That other world- it had a buncha teams, and alla the teams had a patron- basically a god, and they made sure we had food'nd healed us'nd shit.

And what did these teams do?

[Other than scar him all to hell, it seems.]

I... it does not seem like a pleasant place.

It weren't bad. Tiamat was great! We just, uh- played against th' other teams in games.

[ Games that led to scars like his ]

And let me guess. The other teams were not kind to you.

[It's at least somewhat obvious from the scars.]

The games do not sound very fun.

What? Nah, th' other teams were great.

[ He looks more confused and annoyed than anything, hunkering in on himself defensively ]

Weren't their fault shit happened.

Edited (i know how to code, honest) 2016-07-26 15:11 (UTC)

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