onikui_tengu: (first strike)
Again...

Starting on Monday, I will be available during the daytime as a bodyguard. Also during evenings or whenever business happens to be slow at the Northern Lights. But that's not really my call to make.

Kisaragi-san's post on the network from yesterday can fill anyone else in on the details.

Private to Kantarou; Hackable )

Private to Testament; Hackable )
onikui_tengu: (......)
Hmph. [A powerful wing beat is picked up by the microphone. Muffled, but still there. It lasts only a moment before a soft thump can be heard. The sound of a pair of feet landing on a rooftop.]

[Haruka breathes out a sigh, before walking forward a few steps and sitting down.]

I hardly feel any different from before. Except now I could use a drink.

...If anyone had any words for me over the past few days, I hope you saved them. I didn't have the time to listen before.

[Filtered to the Northern Lights Bar "staff"; Hackable]

I'm coming back to work after dawn.

Private to Testament; Hackable )
onikui_tengu: (Haruka/Kantarou - master of monster)
The messages in the high school... they've disappeared. No one tried to scrub them away, because there are no markings left behind.

[...]

The revivals... they're chosen. With the ghosts that were wandering through the city, how many of you noticed it?

There had to be a time when death stopped for us. Because they weren't so lucky. It's no wonder that they were acting so restless.

Private to Shinjiro; Hackable )

Private to the city doctors; Hackable )

Private to Kantarou; Unhackable )
onikui_tengu: (oni-kui tengu)
Hm... They must have taken him back. To that Dark Realm he spoke of before.

It's a strange feeling. When they take away the ones who are this close to you.

Private to Kantarou; Hackable )
onikui_tengu: (oni-kui tengu)
Human beings... I forgot how fragile their lives can be.

And yet... Hmm.

[He breathes out a sigh, and carefully leans back on the old roof. It lets out a soft creak of metal.]

...

Now that I take a good look at them, even the stars are all wrong.
onikui_tengu: (take it all away)
[His voice is quiet and distant, as if he is mostly speaking to himself.]

Is this what you wanted? You wanted to be the one left standing as a human, even after fighting like a-...

It's like you're a living contradiction. That part of you never fails to piss me off, and keeps making me think about things I shouldn't have to.

It's not the same. The only common ground we have is from circumstance... that's all. I cannot say that I ever wish to change, because I hardly even know where to begin in the first place.

... You never should have been the one to stop me, and I won't let that happen again.

[There is little other sound that can be heard, until the communicator is put down deliberately somewhere with a soft clatter. A few footsteps follow, along with the familiar metallic jingle from the rings on Haruka's shakujou and the creak of a door as it swings closed.]

[[ooc Haruka is brooding. Between leaving at the end of his shift at the Northern Lights and returning to his room at the high school, he's been wandering the city in search of Dio or training with his weapon alone. It's been like this for him over the past several days, and so he is likely to have a few cuts and bruises to show for his efforts by the time this entry was posted.]]
onikui_tengu: (hmph.)
I don't know what kind of useless things I have been saying over the last two days... But if it is anything like the ones I still remember, then any of you would be better off just forgetting that they were ever said at all.

They remain hidden for a reason, and usually that reason is you.

If Kantarou is any indication, I am not fond of being anyone's plaything. Not to him, the scientists or anyone else that I've met in this forsaken city.

That includes you doctors as well. As much as I would like to have this chip removed from my body, I am not offering myself up to be your guinea pig. Don't listen to that fool.

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