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[melodyoflogic]

"Leave a message and I'll get back to you when I can."

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[Audio]

[bondsofsuffering]

Hey! Meet me at [address here] at around three today, okay?

[That's it. That's the message. Even if Ayumu asks about it, he won't get any further reply.

Incidentally, said address leads to a costume store in Virgo.]

[Audio]

[melodyoflogic]

Why?

[He does ask about it, but in the end the lack of reply doesn't stop him from showing up.

...The sight of the costume shop was downright predictable at this time of year, but did he seriously plan to go trick or treating?] Hey.

[Action]

[bondsofsuffering]

Just in time!

[And Hizumi immediately begins ushering him inside. I-it's not like he just wants to get free candy or anything...]

C'mon! There's a ton of great costumes, so let's pick some out!

[Action]

[melodyoflogic]

Since when was I trick or treating....?

[In spite of the very lazy protest, he's not actually trying to avoid being shuffled inside.]

If you want candy so badly you can just buy some.

[Instead of, you know, buying a costume.

...Ayumu stop speaking like an adult you're 16.]

[Text]

[hachitaro]

WHERE ARE MY PANTS

[Text]

[melodyoflogic]

[.....Taro?]

You're not wearing them?

[Text]

[hachitaro]

well i don't have them and neither does that really hot succubus

so something is wrong here

[Text]

[hachitaro]

[A minute later...]

wait i forgot

i dont have any pants

sorry

Re: [Text]

[melodyoflogic]

[.........

Of course. Tanuki. But what was that about a succubus? Does he want to know wh--

No, no he doesn't.]

Shapeshift some on and try not to get arrested.

[Text]

[bondsofsuffering]

Ayumu Ayumu Ayumu I found the best place come to [address here] as soon as you can okay!

And don't pretend you're busy because I know you aren't so hurry and come!

[Text]

[melodyoflogic]

[.....He can read him way too well.]

Mind telling me why first?

[Text]

[bondsofsuffering]

I already told you, it's the *best place* okay just hurry up!

Re: [Text]

[melodyoflogic]

[....Damn it Hizumi that tells him nothing.]

Fine. I'll be there soon.

[Text]

[bondsofsuffering]

Thought you might find this interesting.

[He's copy and pasted this conversation into the message.]

[Text]

[melodyoflogic]

[It's a few minutes later that there's a response to the text, after Ayumu reads over it with a growing sense of bewilderment.]

You've got to be kidding me.

[Text]

[bondsofsuffering]

Right? I'm too young to have kids!

[Because that's clearly the issue here.]

[Text]

[melodyoflogic]

It's not like you have any. He's not even related to us.

[And he's definitely not your 'wife'. Whoever thought up that comparison really needed to get their head checked.]

DAY 2 DREAM (June 2nd, at night)

[stringmods]

[Before he wakes up, Ayumu will remember this dream vividly. If he wants to keep it to himself or share it with the others is entirely up to him, but he'll have to describe it in his own words;]

Ayumu is standing in front of a simple green-outlined mirror. Reflected back, along with his own figure, is a paradise-like world, filled with greenery, clear water and skies. Compared to the darkness he's standing in, it's another world entirely.

A gold butterfly flutters before landing on top of the mirror. The rim changes to a glowing red, as the scene shirts considerably. Now he witnesses many of the large disasters of modern human history in rapid succession; standing in a boat as the Titanic sinks, oil spills, walking in the streets during London’s killer fog, nuclear meltdowns, watching as the Hindenburg crashes to the ground in smoke and flames...

The mirror shatters, sending shards all around him, the largest piece heading right towards him before grabbing and sending him into a large, dry desert.

Everything is quiet again. There's sand and dust for miles, pockets of cracks filled with what looks like white jewels that turns out to be salt upon closer exception. Soon, dried carcasses of sea life begin to line as he walks. Turning abruptly, he comes face-to-face with the skeleton of a killer whale. It towers high above him, somehow floating in the sky. He can't look away, even as it utters an inhuman roar and begins to swim towards him--

--Something grabs Ayumu , dragging him away from the vision right back into the darkness. A rough male voice speaks out, sounding annoyed. "Tch. That's another of you showing up. You ain't supposed to be here, you know? Forget about what you just saw..."

He awakes with a terrible feeling of dread and fear that will pass after a few seconds.

[Action] Morning of June 7th

[bondsofsuffering]

[It takes even longer than usual for Hizumi to make his appearance this morning, although he also looks like he's actually rested today. Funny how that works.

He stifles a yawn a bit less dramatically than the norm, one hand stuffed into his pocket.]

Yo. Looks like it was my turn to get the weird dream thing.

[Action] Morning of June 7th

[melodyoflogic]

[He glances over at Hizumi from where he's packing lunchboxes at the table, giving him a questioning look. He didn't look like he'd had a hideously creepy dream about disasters, death and destruction, he looked like he'd actually slept well for once. Unless Hizumi was putting on out of habit again, but why would he when he'd mentioned it?]

You look well rested for getting weird dreams.

[Action] Morning of June 7th

[bondsofsuffering]

I said it was weird. I didn't say it was bad.

[He'll go ahead and seat himself at the table, reaching over as if to nab some of the food straight out of the lunch box.]

I met a little kid and we talked over chess.

[Action] Morning of June 7th

[melodyoflogic]

..You dreamt of playing chess with a kid? [He thwaps at Hizumi's hand lightly when it gets too close to the lunchboxes, frowning.] Hey, I made breakfast. Eat some of that before it goes cold.

[He jerks a thumb over to the stove, where there's steamed rice, miso and fish freshly cooked and waiting to be bowled out.]

[Text] 12:30PM

[bondsofsuffering]

Come meet me at the arcade at 1PM okay?

[As per the norm, that's all Ayumu is getting.]

[action] 12:58pm

[melodyoflogic]

[Sigh. Ayumu doesn't even bother responding, knowing the chances of getting details are likely to be less than encouraging. Instead he grabs his bag containing his work clothes, slings it over his shoulder, and heads out, the bag being just in case he's being asked to come in to cover for something.

He'll actually show up on time though, even considering the less that fruitful message.]

You here?

[originalblade]

Oiiii Ayumu, over here, over here!

[And yep, there's Hizumi, gesturing for Ayumu to come over to the rhythm game section.

This cannot bode well.]