CALL ME OUT: SHIZU-CHAN EDITION

[nonviolence]

Please help me voice test this beautiful bastard.

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[technologic]

[Congrats Shizuo, you are somehow now stuck in an elevator with a shorty redhead who is just... glaring at the button panel. What do?]

[nonviolence]

... What the hell?

[Don't mind him, April. He's just going to start pushing buttons like that's actually going to do something helpful.]

[technologic]

[April blinks at him, before hesitantly speaking up.]

Um, wait a se- [And then the power completely cuts out and the elevator goes dark.] ... I-I guess we might be stuck here for a while.

... for the sake of shenanigans let's pretend that they're not from alternate timeline Japans!

[knifeinthe]

[`sup Shizuo. There is a young man standing before you, looking rather put off and like he Does Not Want to be here in Ikebukuro.]

... Shizuo Heiwajima?

[nonviolence]

[That's ok. I mean, honestly Shizuo probably doesn't want you in Ikebukuro anyway.]

... Yeah? Who're you?

[knifeinthe]

[Glad there's an agreement there! But unfortunately work is work and Fushimi must put on his best professional face - which means there's a bored scowl going on, but hey that's the best he's got.]

Saruhiko Fushimi of Scepter 4, a.k.a Annex 4. I'm here to investigate matters concerning the "Black Rider" that has been seen around the Ikebukuro area.

Sources state that you have been seen with said person more than once.

[dissectinghersmile]

[Shinra hadn't been surprised to see Shizuo at his doorstep again. With the bartender's other job, injuries were quite common, though Shinra wished Shizuo would come straight to him when he did get wounded. Half the time Shizuo would come with an already infected cut. Did he honestly not notice those injuries, or did he just want to cause Shinra more difficulty?

Either way, the doctor was spending a little more time than usual on the gash in Shizuo's arm, and he didn't hesitate to let Shizuo know that this displeased him.]

Honestly, Shizuo, I don't know how you keep getting so beat up. You'd think by now that those thugs wouldn't be able to get a single punch in!

[nonviolence]

[He leans back, giving him a noncommittal shrug. He's not paying too much attention to whatever Shinra's doing and if it hurts or he's feeling any sort of discomfort it doesn't show.]

I dunno. It's hard to keep track of 'em all. A few of them are bound to get a couple hits in.

[dissectinghersmile]

Well, when they do, could you notice a little sooner? Cuts get infected really easily, and I don't have all that much free time to spend on you.

[Especially when he'd much rather be spending it with Celty...]

[prayed]

[There aren't many Puella Magi that can keep up with Kyoko, let alone any humans. So, to get in a fight with a bartender (or whatever this guy is,) is a rare treat. She can't even remember how it started--some petty argument some off-handed comment, or she just might have accidentally lifted something off of his person.

They're probably both already beyond their limits (she can't remember the last time somebody managed to scrape her this badly,) but who would let a thing like that stop them? Right now, her spear, broken down into linked segments, is wrapped around his torso. He's caught in the scorpion's tail.]

Ready to give up yet? There's not gonna be a city if you keep this up, y'know.

[Really, how much public property has this guy torn up now?]

[nonviolence]

[He's more bloody and scratched than he has been in a long, long time. This girl, no she wasn't just a girl, was able to throw him around like a rag doll. Was able to fend off just about everything he threw at her -- vending machines, car doors, stop signs, trash cans, and trees, just to name a few. Not only that, but she was capable of doing all of that and more. The predicament he was in now was proof of that.

And it pissed him off.

He laughs, a wide, crazed grin on his face.]

Give up? You wish, kid.

[The spear chain has him effectively pinned in place, but he knows it's nothing he can't get out of. He strains against the bindings and for the first time in a long time, feels something in his arm snap.

Still, that's not enough to stop him. If anything that just makes him more determined. With a growl, the chain snaps and in one fluid motion he reaches for the nearest street sign, rips it out of the pavement and swings it at her.]

[prayed]

Heh. Fine, as a show of respect, I'll make sure you get a proper funeral!

[Something in his arm just snaps. He sacrificed it in order to break her chain, and that draws a grin out of her. This guy is good. He knows how to treat these things. She'll give him that. The moment it snaps it's back in her hand; a pole arm once more, as though it always had been, just in time to catch the sign and try to send it flying all at once.]

[funnystory]

[Somehow, Shizuo has found himself helping a 13 year old girl with her homework!

However it happened, she's sitting next to him, with a textbook on the table. For such a young girl, she's fairly independent--intelligent and quiet, not phased in the least by his brusque attitude. Occasionally she'll speak up, however, asking him what a word means or for help with a math problem (a weak point, really.)]

...I don't understand this one.

[In this case, it's a generic word "two trains" algebra problem.]

[nonviolence]

[He sighs, leaning back in his chair. He still doesn't know how he got roped into this, but here he was. He reads the problem over her shoulder and snorts.]

That question always pisses me off. They're gonna meet at the crash site, because that's what's gonna happen if they're on the same track.

3+1 SEX, FIRST TIME!!!11 !

[aureately]

lmao KIDDIIIING, for real let’s go with 5+5 X’D [1/4 btw]

[aureately]

[...Though 4+5 could be cool too, if you want more srs/action, so long as they’re working together to fight OTHER people, ‘cause Shizuo vs. Kida...lol OH I WONDER WHO WOULD WIN...

Kida’s normally the type to keep his head down when someone as strong--and volatile--as Shizuo is around, addressing him politely and only when absolutely necessary. Which...it isn’t ever, really. Part of him (a crazy, half-suicidal part) has always wanted to chat with him a bit about how much Izaya sucks and what they should do to him if they ever catch him and get the chance, but bringing up Izaya around Shizuo is Probably Not A Smart Move especially since, depending on the canon point he’s from, Kida might be working for Izaya LIKE A MORON wtf dude.

So Kida’s content to keep his arms casually crossed behind his head and just let the older blonde man walk by without saying anything--]

[aureately]

I know milk does a body good, but how much have you been drinking?

[aureately]

[..........OH SHIT did he just say that? He just said that. ALOUD. To Shizuo Heiwajima.


And for once, Kida is absolutely speechless.]

[4/4] XD

[aureately]

[...


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...YEAH he’s got nothing. He can only hope that death will be swift, ‘cause if Shizuo gets angry and comes at him For Real... 8| ]

oh hey I HEARD THERE WAS A PARTY? although if a stranger jumping in is weird LEMME KNOW AND I'LL GIT

[worldwithoutcolor]

[WELL, it... could be worse.

Like, dead or hospitalized worse. Or even his parents find out worse. Well, the last of these will probably happen, anyway, so -- okay, yeah, today sucks someone kill him now please.

Or maybe that's not the wisest wish to make when you're currently sharing a jail cell with Heiwajima Shizuo.

In Mikado's literal defense, he hasn't done anything wrong; nothing except being approached by a couple of thugs in the park. They seemed to know him, and midway through their threats to kick him around, his phone started going wild. It escalated too fast after that: people he didn't know suddenly intervened, more threats were thrown, then fists, and then a full fight broke out then and there. The police were on-site before Mikado could bolt, and he was rounded up with everyone else at the scene and brought downtown.

He didn't notice when or how Shizuo got caught up in it -- not until people started flying -- but the cop who brought Mikado in must be new in town, since he didn't see any issue with putting a kid in the same cell as the man in the bartender suit... even though every other cell is overpacked, likely for the reason of keeping said man isolated.

So Mikado just sits in his far corner, on the far end of the little bench, taking up as little space and being as out-of-the-way and un-agitating as possible as he thinks over what happened and his impending doom via parents.]

oh boy you heard right! also you are awesome and totally welcome here! thank you for jumping in :D

[nonviolence]

[LORD KNOWS I NEED ALL THE PRACTICE I CAN GET XD

Mikado's right. It could be worse. There are a lot of things that could be potentially worse than the situation he's found himself in. He could be in the hospital in the bed next to the thugs that Shizuo got a hold of! Then again, being stuck in a jail cell with him could end up being just as bad.

He's pissed off enough as it is. There he was minding his own damn business walking through the park and some jackass threw a punch at him. Naturally, the only thing to do in that kind of situation was to grab the nearest park bench and throw it at him. Still, he's not entirely sure how he wound up here in the first place. It was rare for the cops to actively try to take him in (they weren't all idiots and most of them enjoyed living), but before he really knew what was happening he wound up here in this cell.

Mikado's a smart kid to stay out of his way. He's on something of a warpath right now. Pacing back and forth and repeating the same couple of words over and over and over again.]

Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill destroy kill kill kill --

[He's trying to calm himself down, really. :'D]

THIS IS FOR YOU, DACKTHANIEL

[nonviolence]

[Celty had shown up a little past seven in the evening, just in time to defuse the ticking time bomb that was Shizuo. Her presence was just enough to snap him out of his blind rage for a moment and thus it was just enough to stop him from sending some poor sap from flying into the side of a building. If the terrified look in the guy's eyes while Shizuo had him lifted off the ground by the collar of his shirt was any indication, he was pretty sure the guy had learned not to fuck with him.

Celty told him there was something she wanted to ask him about so he took the helmet she materialized for him without question and hopped onto the back of her bike. They were just going to the park, but they seemed to be taking the long way around (he had a feeling it might have had something to do with the blaring cop sirens he heard a few blocks over).

When they arrive at their destination, Shizuo slides off the back of the bike, looking at her out of the corner of his eye while he lights a cigarette.]

Cops still giving you grief, huh?

Re: THIS IS FOR YOU, DACKTHANIEL

[headedfortrouble]

[Her reply was delayed by the time it took to verify that the distant red and blue light bleeding into the edge of her vision were neither affixed to a vehicle in pursuit or synchronized to an encroaching siren. No, just neon. She withdrew her phone to respond, even though the pivotal twitch in her helmet required to make this assessment seemed to serve as a pretty apt answer to his question.]

They're certainly diverting a lot of the station's resources towards relatively benign traffic offenses, wouldn't you say?

[She darts the phone back to make an addendum before he had a prayer of a chance to finish even a speed-read of her message.]

Doesn't hurt to be cautious, you know.

Moriyama Shiemi | Blue Exorcist

[growingstrength]

[Here, Shizuo, have a shy, gentle girl tending to some rather trampled-looking flowers in a flower bed in one of Ikebukuro's more quiet, isolated parks.]

...Aww, it looks like you guys got stepped on, huh...

[She's murmuring to herself quietly...or maybe to the plants...?]

[nonviolence]

[This park was one of Shizuo's favorites. He liked most parks in general -- they tended to be peaceful by nature, especially in the early morning or late in the day, but this one in particular was tranquil. Tranquility was something he often sought, but rarely found, so to find a place isolated and quiet enough in a city as bustling as Ikebukuro was a feat unto itself.

It's rare to bump into anyone at this park, let alone a young girl tending to plants. He stops to watch her for a few moments, head tilting slightly as he listens to her talk to... well, he's not quite sure who or what she's talking to, but whatever.]

Hey, uh... you ok over there, kid?