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[satsujinki]

[Unlike the norm, Shiki appears on screen wearing his glasses. Holding his comm with one hand and fixing his glasses with the other by shifting his index finger against the bridge, Shiki opens his mouth to speak and is cut off by rushing air. Moving aside, he narrowly steps aside as a segment of the darkened street he's standing nearby is obliterated by a scythe made of wind. The clean slash in the ground is exposed only after the dust clears, a bit easier to notice despite the drizzle of the unending storm above.]

Jeez, what bad timing. [This is Shiki's only comment as he drops his communicator, the wind picking up as windows begin to shatter and parts of the brick walls around them come undone in the air. Out comes Shiki's knife and in one curt gesture, he slashes the air and the wind dies down instantly.

Unabated, Kagura, riding her summoned feather hangs in the air in plain sight of the camera, swiping her fan nonchalantly without a single word. Bladed winds come down from the sky and they disappear with swipes of Shiki's knife, before he turns over the blade and it shifts, turning into a full length katana.

The two exchange a little silence as if trying to reach each other and the feed cuts off in the next instant as Kagura's next attack destroys Shiki's comm.]

(OOC: Shiki's communicator was destroyed in this post and he'll be getting a new one sometime in the evening. His replies will be dated later in the day! Otherwise, feel free to action in! The fighting will be done with both parties in quite a bit of pain.)

Comments

1/2 (hopefully this is okay!)

[grooves]

[This is home sweet home, she supposes.

At 1003, Shiki feels like she finally has the chance to sit down; and when she does, she decides to turn on her tablet. She's sort of gotten into the habit of checking it, since it seems like that's the only way she'll get info on what's going on... and she's even started replying a little to the people who post.

Bit by bit, she's getting more comfortable, though of course, there's no way she could have predicted what would happen in this particular feed. When the tablet drops, she jerks back a bit in surprise -- and when the screen cuts out, she's that much more alarmed.

That was... weird. That guy had been attacked...?!]

2/2

[grooves]

['course, even if she wanted to help, there's no way she could know where he is. She only got a glimpse of his surroundings, and admittedly wasn't paying attention to them; so she's stuck, waiting it out and wondering. She has no idea when all that took place anyway... so maybe she'll never find out what happened to the guy.

That's her next line of thought, so imagine her surprise when she sees him walk right through the door.]

?!

[She jumps up in surprise. Probably the last thing she'd been expecting -- so unfortunately, her initial response isn't very coherent.]

It's... It's you!

[satsujinki]

[Tohno stared vacantly in the doorway as he actually opened it. It hadn't exactly been the greatest of days for him, so he looked at his counterpart-in-names with a measure of scrutiny. He hadn't exactly had roommates the last he checked, but then again he had only really been there weeks ago, before his ridiculous trip around what used to be Western Europe.

Pausing, he opened his mouth briefly, only really speaking after Misaki's initial reaction.]

It's me. [It felt better to talk rather than swing his knife. This was less comfortable and easy to him, but it yielded better results.] Do I actually have a roommate, now?

[He had a depleted looking expression, his glasses tucked in his breast pocket for later use. Really, it didn't matter if he wore them or not. Simply for the sake of appearances, Tohno pulled his glasses on and gave the young lady a little less dead and vacant stare.]

My name is Shiki.

[grooves]

[The question of how he got into the room hadn't hit her until that moment, but it makes sense now. His attitude is rather deadpan about it though, so -- taking his example, she calms, sitting back down as she keeps her eyes on him. A roommate, huh? Honestly, when she pictured an ideal roommate, she thought of people like Eri, and maybe Rhyme... but it would probably be OK.

...Her jaw does hang open though, hearing his name. She can't help it.]

Oh. My name's Shiki, too! Um... [No need to get excited now, no need to get excited --] Shiki Misaki. And I was just assigned here a couple days ago, so...

Yeah. Heh, I guess you do.

[Smiling, she grabs Mr. Mew who's been sitting nearby, and waves his arms a bit as a greeting.]

[satsujinki]

[Sore. His entire body was sore. It came from running up and down walls when remaining a normal human being. He felt his legs buckle and his body quake forward when he fell off of Kagura's feather, but it was still possible for him to walk. Pain, he thought, was a good sign that he was still alive and healthy enough to do the basics.]

Guess I should have expected it. [Shiki spoke a little more softly than he would have liked. As he stepped in through the door, he could feel pain settling in on him much more readily before, but he still did his best to look as normal as possible. It had been his hope to collapse in the doorway, but he could at least try and make it to his bed, first.]

Are you Japanese? [It sounded like a dumb question on his part, he thought. She had a japanese name, but he couldn't have imagined anyone would look anymore European or American than that.]

[grooves]

[At that, Shiki can't help but scoot to make room on the couch for him -- just in case he'd rather collapse there first. She looks worried about him, despite his attempts to look "normal"; though his injuries are probably to be expected, given what she saw. She definitely want to invade his personal space, though, not so soon. So she'll leave it up to him to decide what he needs to do.

...She's got a question to answer, anyways.]

Yeah, that's right. From Shibuya, to be more specific. [She gives a nod. It's just too bad their origins don't seem to matter all that much here, but... she'll ask him in return anyway:]

How... about you?

[satsujinki]

[It was natural, he thought. Each step was grinding pain the moment he was in an air of safety. The moment he was in a situation where he could kill, he seemed to forget the limits of his own body. He supposed it might have been his old man training it all into him, though he could never remember any of it. His body, though, remembered every minute detail.]

Misaki, actually. [He stopped, keeping himself from leaning against something by diverting his path to the kitchen. He didn't keep anything in there, really, when he essentially lived by himself. There had only ever been bottled water, which he opened up the refrigerator to look for.]

I don't think I've ever been to Shibuya.

[grooves]

Oh --

[Man, coincidences everywhere. Her face lights up for a moment again in surprise at hearing the name; but it quickly melts back into a smile. She watches as he opens up the refrigerator -- mentally scolding herself for not thinking of it first. She could've gotten the water for him...

Bah. So much for good first impressions. But she supposes it could be worse.]

I haven't been to Misaki, so that sort of makes us even.

[Heh! She just pauses there for a moment; though she isn't expecting much of a response to that, so she goes on easily:]

But um... are you okay?

[satsujinki]

It isn't that big. [Shiki commented offhandedly, unscrewing the first bottle of water he found. Under the guard of the refrigerator door, Shiki touched his side to feel one of the broken ribs. Despite the pain, he knew his skin and muscles were intact. Touching it didn't radiate a massive increase in pain, so luckily it didn't send sharp splinters anywhere, but it was still very much something he wasn't looking forward to waking up to.]

I'm just a little sore. I'm still not used to training. [He lied with ease, pulling off his jacket and shutting the refrigerator with his foot. Drinking the water without raising it too high--knowing that stretching his ribs too far would be pain enough to wince, Shiki fixed his glasses with the tip of the bottle.]

It can't be said that we're allowed to slack.

[grooves]

[It takes her a moment, but eventually Shiki stands back up and approaches him -- though still keeps enough distance between them that she gives him his space. She doesn't know what to make of his words just yet, and she hasn't gotten a good look at his injuries -- but it's not as if he's wrong.]

That's true.

[Training, huh...?]

So that's what it was all about, then... it looked like she caught you a bit off guard, though.

[Not that she really caught a good look at Kagura, but still.]

[satsujinki]

[There wasn't any thought to his lie at all.]

It was a prank. Nothing you need to worry about. [Though, he certainly did. If he didn't give her a real reason to kill him before, he definitely did just then. With a measure of calmness, he could trudge past it, but how many attempts on his life could he deal with before she went to the effort of killing more and more people to get to him?]

Admittedly, I think I should sleep it off.

[grooves]

[A prank... and training are two very different things. That only makes her more curious, though it isn't like she can press him on it now. Especially not when he mentions needing some rest... and admittedly, it really looks like he does.

She simply keeps the curiosity to herself, as perks up a bit, looking surprised.]

Oh, duh -- (Shiki, you're kind of an idiot.) Yeah, of course! Go ahead... I- I didn't mean to keep you or anything.

[A pause. She glances over towards the bedroom doors... more specifically the one door she hadn't been able to open, before turning back to him.]

You won't even know I'm here.

[satsujinki]

[Giving himself a break from his own mind-numbing depression, Tohno gave Misaki the slightest of smiles and fixed the cap back on his bottle of water before he leaned in the direction of his bedroom door.]

I wouldn't worry about it. I'm probably going to sleep straight through the morning pretty easy. [He swung his door open and all the pain showed on his face the moment he was looking away from Misaki.]

[grooves]

[Shiki gives him a nod, watching him while still maintaining her distance, for now. She returns his smile in kind as he approaches the door and opens it.]

I hope so.

[...he's turned away from her now, but, she continues nevertheless:]

I'll probably be staying in tonight too, so... if anything comes up, don't be afraid to let me know.

[A girl's gotta pull her own weight, after all. She'd like to do her part to help.]