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mirror i guess?

[psionichax0r]

Okay, what do you think the key to happiness is?

I need to know for reasons.

[lapidarius]

The...key to happiness?

[He frowned and adjusted his glasses, confused.]

There isn't one. Not one universal thing that applies to everyone, at least.

Phone

[ceasetoexist]

["If Lilith breaks her word, you can hold me personally accountable."

No. Yeah, no, that's no good. He has half a mind to shout at Kakyoin on the mirror, but really. Hell. What good is that going to do. And he really doesn't feel like opening himself on a public forum and the possibility of being dragged into an argument with Bonnie. Fuck that.

He'll keep this simple and personal.]

You'll take responsibility for Lilith dicking around. Are you out of your goddamn mind?

Phone

[lapidarius]

At this point? Yes.

september 26th, late

[dokkans]

[ After meeting with Chiaki, a thought had been on the hunter, now calling herself Bulleta's mind. There were a lot of pieces that were missing, and... the parts to assemble them were there, but they were missing that one key element. Something didn't seem right. Something involving Lilith, something that Kakyoin and Madoka condemned her for. So, that gives her the thought of bringing her here.

The second is of course. She does have actual business that she needs to take care of. So without waiting much longer to take care of it, she waits until later after she's gotten her thoughts together to go and knock at Kakyoin's door, as dry and controlled as she had been.

Hiding away won't do any good. Bulleta knew that for a fact, and she no longer felt like hiding away from any of these magi. ]

[lapidarius]

[Sleep wasn't happening tonight, much like a lot of nights around here. So he answered the door after a moment--startled to see who was behind it, but calm regardless of how absolutely livid he was. One thing at a time--getting angry immediately wouldn't help, and she must have come for a reason.]

I'm glad to see you're doing better. [He was, despite everything. As much trouble as Bonnie and Lilith had been, he didn't want wither of them dead.] Come on in--go ahead and make yourself comfortable.

9/26, night

[i_think]

[ It's only her second night back, but Chiaki knows she has duties as a magi. So for a good portion of the night, she's out in her uniform and hunting down nightmares. After the witch's reign in Nyoi-cho, there's more than a few of them.

It's on her second nightmare that she spots a familiar magi in a green outfit. She races towards him, firing at the nightmare with her NES Zapper all the way. Candy bursts around her as she runs. ] Kakyoin!

[lapidarius]

[Kakyoin's gem was still in questionable shape, so regardless of common sense and a bandaged right arm he was out fighting Nightmares as usual, leaving paint-splashed familiars in his path as he did.]

What-? [Someone was calling his name, and he spared a quick glance over his shoulder to see who else was here.] Nanami? When did you-

[You know what, maybe questions later and screwing up a familiar first.]

PHONE

[exgemmed]

[RING, RING. Kakyoin, please pick up your phone.]

Phone - Text

[ceasetoexist]

[He wasn't going to go and knock and hammer at Kakyoin's door over this. The guy deserved time to be alone and grieve, to only have to deal with what he feels like dealing with.

Still. He has to say something. A few hours after the mirror message, Pokey sends this.]

Kakyoin

Call/text me if you need me for anything or to talk. Don't feel obligated to answer this unless you feel like it. Take your time on it.

All I'll ask is that you make sure to keep your gem clean.

[lapidarius]

I'm not about to ignore that. I promise.

[The answer came about an hour later, followed by:]

She already knew she wasn't what we thought. We both did. She said people would panic if we told them, so we kept quiet and tried to keep things from falling apart.

Didn't really work, in the end.

Backdated to sometime between 1/1 & 1/6

[flickeringfortunes]

[In the end, Kakyoin is lucky. 'Naughty' Abdul never quite found time to retaliate for the wonderful glitter-filled gift that was left for him. The box that appears on Kakyoin's doorstep shortly after the new year should be perfectly safe considering it was put together by his back to normal and very level-headed friend.

When opened, the first thing is the box is a small paperback book titled "101 Ways to Properly Use Glitter."

(Said friend is still finding glitter in his hair.)

Below the book there is a small black box with a note taped on top. Surrounding the little box and filling the rest of the larger box?

(There is also still glitter in his bathtub.)

Glitter. Probably over a dozen different colors of it all mixed together to make one rainbow of a mess.

(It's also in his bed.)

Once Kakyoin manages to free the smaller box from its glitter nest, he will find that the note on top simply says "To remind you that we are always with you.'

And inside the box? An onyx ring that has each of their tarot card names engraved on it.]

3/6, Evening | Action

[ceasetoexist]

[Thank God Kakyoin offered to let them meet at his house. Pokey didn't really want anyone in his house right now. Hell, with the hand in his fridge, he didn't want to be in the fucking house right now.

He comes bearing his usual gifts. The cherry soda Kakyoin likes. A pack of cigarettes on the off hand chance the other teen wants one. Pokey'd like to think his slightly nervous demeanor, growing over the last few days, wasn't necessarily something that had become natural for him. But oh well.

He knocks on the door, smirking a bit.]

Hey nerd, knock knock. I'm here.

[lapidarius]

Hey. [Kakyoin's own house was...well, it was standing. He'd cut it down to just the front room and courtyard again to conserve magic, but a careful look would make to fairly easy to notice the occasional wayward emerald growing out of the walls and ceiling.]

[But he greeted Pokey with a hesitant smile upon opening the door, trying to at least look like he wasn't absolutely livid and screaming internally.]

Good to see you.

text.

[vulgore]

[ This isn't his first choice of action, but these burns hurt like a bitch and Dito is unwilling to endure it at this level for much longer. He can get up and walk around but that's goddamn pointless when it hurts so bad.

And, unfortunately, Kakyoin left his number out in the open for everyone to see. ]

Hey.
You.
Who heals around here.

text.

[lapidarius]

[you know what, you are pretty much a walking red flag but he's not going to actively hinder you because that'd be real stupid]

Kaname Madoka, Ryoko Asakura. Unfortunately, I think both of them are out of commission last I checked. There may be one or two others I'm not aware of.

Come to think of it, Shinoa apparently has some kind of healing, but good luck getting her to cooperate with anyone.

[Text] Late Afternoon, 3/29

[flickeringfortunes]

[It's sometime in the late afternoon when Kakyoin's phone alerts him to a new private message from one MagiciansRuby.]

Noriaki,

I would like to request your presence at [insert name of local tea shop] in approximately 30 minutes. Should you not show up, I will be forced to take drastic measures.

Please do not make me to resort to kidnapping. It is my birthday.

Sincerely,

Mohammed

[lapidarius]

[The use of first names did, admittedly, throw him off. When it came to that, Kakyoin was adamant about two things: his name was 'Noriaki', and only his family called him 'Noriaki'. No one had regularly used that name since-]

['You're not the only one trying to keep this place in shape--and if you are, everyone else is being selfish. People like that don't deserve your efforts.']

[He shook his head, trying to put that memory out of his mind for now. If he hyperfixated on that now, it'd end up in another disaster like Tsukudo-cho had been. The point was that the familiarity was something he wasn't used to, and yet he didn't answer with anything like a correction. Because...he didn't have family here. The magi of Nyoi-cho didn't see 'Noriaki' when they turned to him--sometimes a few looked at him not unlike the Foundation's agents looked at his grandfather, and wasn't that a terrifying thought.]

[(It was times like this in particular that he found the empty space at his side to be the tremendous emptiness it was. There had always been someone supporting him without hesitation, and even after a year he had no idea what to do without that.)]

[But maybe it would be okay to just...be Noriaki, with the one person in this hellhole he could actually trust with that.]

I'll be there. I'd never miss a special occasion like that.

Evening, 3/30, Action

[ceasetoexist]

[Pokey hadn't seen this coming. The moment he received a package on his doorstep, he half-thought to kick the fucking thing away and out into the street. Just leave it there, where hopefully most people would ignore it and it'd have no chance to cause trouble or a problem for people. It would have in fact been the wise damn thing to do.

Maybe he hadn't really learned anything, since he still went and opened it anyway.

Luckily for him, it turned out to be his Super NES and a few games. It was really kind of superfluous, considering he could just manifest the damn thing in his house if he wanted it.

But he was pretty sure he knew someone he couldn't.

He packaged the system and games in a grocery bag before heading out that evening to Kakyoin's house. He had taken to only really leaving after dark, and truth be told, he didn't mean to stay out too long anyway. Still, he has a mission of sorts. Something to do.

He knocks on Kakyoin's door.]

Hey, it's me. Open up. I've got something for you.

[lapidarius]

I'm coming, hang on-

[He opened the door a moment later, stifling a yawn with one hand.]

Pokey? Everything okay?

shortly after finding the phone -- fuck timelines -- text

[loveedition]

[ And yes, it's being sent from Ryoko's phone. ]

Are you in the city right now? Where are you?

[lapidarius]

Railway station, Kita-ku.

Are you hurt? What's happened?

phone.

[brometheus]

[ Kakyoin's going to get a call, because it's easier to explain with words than it is to type it all out. ]

Azula. She handed her phone over to someone and they installed something on it. [ The monotone of his voice is off. He just sounds defeated. ] I had Shaundi wipe it to factory settings and refuse to give it back to her to mitigate the damaged caused.

[lapidarius]

Spectacular.

[can you hear how thrilled he is]

Do you know anything about who they were or what they put on it?

text. like an hour later.

[brometheus]

Hey.
This might be a dumb question, but I think I'm about to take my first foray into the dark and dangerous world of underage drinking and a library full of every move conceived by man and alien alike.
You... want to come over a while?

[lapidarius]

I shouldn't--I have a lot of work to do here.

[. . .]

I'm on my way.

[brometheus]

Dude. I'm sick of this room.
The media definitely lied to me about what to anticipate.
I expected either abject misery of teary-eyed family reunions.
What I got instead was boredom.
This IV is making it hard to type.
Holy fuck.
Okay. There.
You would think growing up in one just like it would make me somewhat more receptive to it's bland white walls and shitty view.
Guess you just can't get accustomed to blandness.
Man.
You would think a place of healing would be more comforting. Like... I don't know. Blue? Maybe beige if you're feeling extra bland.
Something's gotta be better than off-white.
I think I'm getting out of here soon.
Dave's freaking the fuck out about it. I think he might have been on to my whole dirkcapitation plan.
But what the hell is staying here any longer going to do?
I should hit up Ryoko after.
It's gotta be better than counting ceiling tiles.
Which, by the way, I have.
There are exactly twenty-seven full ceiling tiles above me and thirteen segmented ones along the walls.
This is stupid.

[lapidarius]

dirk do you realize how much my phone just went off

actually do you have any idea what coming back to twenty unread messages does to a person's heart in a place like this

i thought someone was dead, holy shit

text.

[brometheus]

after this mess...

Hey.
I'm OK. At my house now.

text.

[lapidarius]

that was so cool

i'm coming over right now

Text

[ceasetoexist]

Hey.

I need help.

I know you've rightfully taken a step back from leading and from dealing with everyone's ridiculous bullshit. I'm sorry to ask you this because of it. But something's come up that I'm not sure I'm going to be able to weather or cut off on my own. You're one of the only people I know I can turn to for help.

You saw how Mettaton was on the mirrors a couple weeks back? Even after getting his soulgem cleaned, he's still going hard in that direction. He's pretty convinced that he's going to kill that skinny little psycho - Doto? Deno? I don't know his name - for hanging onto and taking pictures of my head. I've tried to talk him down. It hasn't really worked.

I guess I'm asking on trying to help keep an eye on him or. I dunno. Cut him off from trying to take a swing at this asshole. The last thing I want right now is more death because of a part of my corpse. I know this isn't your business at this point, but if you can, I dunno, just help keep an eye on him, I'd appreciate it.

[lapidarius]

All you had to say was 'I need help'. You've got it.

I would rather this not come down to getting him to back off by force if we can help it. We can try to talk him down together if you think that would help, or I'll do whatever you think would work.

DM

[braggadocious]

If you've a moment, I've something I'd like to request your perspective on.

[lapidarius]

Of course. What is it?

6/7

[brometheus]

Kakyoin, have you seen Dave anywhere.

[lapidarius]

Recently, no. Why, has something happened?