Post by Akira Hinosai on Jul 10, 2022 21:26:05 GMT -5
"Look, even assuming I'm the best guy for this job, which I SERIOUSLY doubt, let's talk risk vs reward" (...) "I don't know how you Japanese handle things, but back in the States, if I got caught doing this, they'd put me UNDER THE JAIL!" (...)"Oh you make it sound so easy!" (...) You don't need to tell me the seriousness of this. Yeah...look ok stop selling me, I'm sold, but you better start shitting gold cuz this is gonna be 10 times my normal rate, maybe more! (...)Oh wait, sorry there seems to be an electronic hollow eating the signal, I'll have to catch you later, don't forget: 10 TIMES MY NORMAL RATE!!"
some time later...
"In light of recent events, remember the buddy system. Walk home in groups. If you can't find one, or have any concerns, please find a teacher and they will help you. That's it for today. Please be safe." As if on cue, Mr. Nakamura straightened a stack of papers against the table. With that last display of teacher-ness homeroom was over, and all the grey-clad students of Karakura High were free. Well, until the next day that is. Besides the special instructions about walking home in groups, it was a pretty normal end to the day. Some students walked out immediately. Some caught up with friends before heading out. Though the weight of the situation wasn't lost on anyone.
some time later...
"In light of recent events, remember the buddy system. Walk home in groups. If you can't find one, or have any concerns, please find a teacher and they will help you. That's it for today. Please be safe." As if on cue, Mr. Nakamura straightened a stack of papers against the table. With that last display of teacher-ness homeroom was over, and all the grey-clad students of Karakura High were free. Well, until the next day that is. Besides the special instructions about walking home in groups, it was a pretty normal end to the day. Some students walked out immediately. Some caught up with friends before heading out. Though the weight of the situation wasn't lost on anyone.
Miyako Aizawa would have heard about it. Students were disappearing, some were just attacked without explanation, and an increasing number were mysteriously transferring away. No doubt there were dumb rumors about who, or what was responsible. Demons. Serial Killers. Aliens. Each story more outlandish, more unlikely than the last. Then again, it was to be expected. Most people were blind to the spiritual world and to the true cause of everything troubling Karakura High. If Miyako would make her way to the front gate, she would see one of her teachers keeping track of the students, ensuring no one left by themselves.
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"Come on...Come on you little piece of... How long does it take to leave school!" Luca sat his binoculars on the ground beside him as he rubbed his eyes. Luca wasn't exactly thrilled about being so close to his Alma Mater again. His parents always talked about their old highschool with pride and nostalgia. Luca just felt resentment. He was so weak back then. It honestly disgusted him. Maybe school in Japan put him where he needed to be, but it was still just a stepping stone. He had no love for this place. Still, he couldn't get distracted. He had to find someone, and the sooner he did that, the better off everyone would be. He grabbed his binoculars and went back to looking. He would have to sense her rather than see her, but the latter would still help. If the intel was correct, this was a beginner fullbringer. Odds are her aura would be so faint Luca would need a visual to help sense it.
Assuming Miyako would exit, Luca would immediately sense something wrong. He sensed her before he ever saw her. She was like a lighthouse of reiatsu compared to the majority of the student body. Well, would you look at that...This one has potential! It was unlikely anyone would see him lying prone on an overlooking building. He was a natural when it came to hiding. Though once he had a visual on her, he would spring into action. He would follow this girl, sticking to the shadows. Whether or not she managed to sneak out without adhering to the buddy system or had a gaggle of friends with her, Luca's reaction would be the same. Quickly he would outspeed her, and find a way to make it appear than she would run into him and not the other way around.
If she walked with some others, he would wait until they left for their own homes. From there, Luca would pounce. "Miyako? Miyako Aizawa?" Standing before her, Miyako would see a young man in dressed in a sort of street casual fashion. Blue and white raglan shirt, army green cargo pants, and red sneakers. His hair was long, wild and untamed. "I don't suppose you'd have seen any monsters around these parts? It's a longshot I know... White mask, black body, anything like that ring a bell?" Assuming she didn't immediately try and run away. "I know you can see them. I'm the same way. If you wouldn't mind answering a few questions, I could treat you to some ice cream! I know this bitchin' place not far from here. Nice. Public. Safe. I could tell you everything you ever wanted to know, if you just agree to tell me about the disappearances at your school."
"Come on...Come on you little piece of... How long does it take to leave school!" Luca sat his binoculars on the ground beside him as he rubbed his eyes. Luca wasn't exactly thrilled about being so close to his Alma Mater again. His parents always talked about their old highschool with pride and nostalgia. Luca just felt resentment. He was so weak back then. It honestly disgusted him. Maybe school in Japan put him where he needed to be, but it was still just a stepping stone. He had no love for this place. Still, he couldn't get distracted. He had to find someone, and the sooner he did that, the better off everyone would be. He grabbed his binoculars and went back to looking. He would have to sense her rather than see her, but the latter would still help. If the intel was correct, this was a beginner fullbringer. Odds are her aura would be so faint Luca would need a visual to help sense it.
Assuming Miyako would exit, Luca would immediately sense something wrong. He sensed her before he ever saw her. She was like a lighthouse of reiatsu compared to the majority of the student body. Well, would you look at that...This one has potential! It was unlikely anyone would see him lying prone on an overlooking building. He was a natural when it came to hiding. Though once he had a visual on her, he would spring into action. He would follow this girl, sticking to the shadows. Whether or not she managed to sneak out without adhering to the buddy system or had a gaggle of friends with her, Luca's reaction would be the same. Quickly he would outspeed her, and find a way to make it appear than she would run into him and not the other way around.
If she walked with some others, he would wait until they left for their own homes. From there, Luca would pounce. "Miyako? Miyako Aizawa?" Standing before her, Miyako would see a young man in dressed in a sort of street casual fashion. Blue and white raglan shirt, army green cargo pants, and red sneakers. His hair was long, wild and untamed. "I don't suppose you'd have seen any monsters around these parts? It's a longshot I know... White mask, black body, anything like that ring a bell?" Assuming she didn't immediately try and run away. "I know you can see them. I'm the same way. If you wouldn't mind answering a few questions, I could treat you to some ice cream! I know this bitchin' place not far from here. Nice. Public. Safe. I could tell you everything you ever wanted to know, if you just agree to tell me about the disappearances at your school."
