niteo_logs | [Open] Find a Clue... Or not

Entry tags:

[Open] Find a Clue... Or not

Characters: Ushiro Jun [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] [AU], Hitsugaya Toushirou [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] [OU], Uchiha Sasuke [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] [OU] and OPEN
When: May 9th
Where: Somewhere in ~~Credinta~~ Nesreca (edited for plot purposes)
Rating: TBA
Summary: Jun stumbles through the city, looking for his glasses

He couldn't see very well. True, it could have been worse, he guessed, because even without his glasses he wasn't completely blind, but it was bad enough; especially since he didn't know his way around.

The twelve year old stopped by a street corner, sighed and turned his head upwards, towards the sky. This was so weird. Bizarre. Still trying to come to terms with actually being in this place and not being dead... And now even his belongings disappeared. And not only his, he guessed, if the posts in the network was anything to go by.

What was going on?

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Hitsugaya saw no point in sending a message over the PDA when all everyone else was getting was mindless chatter. Not to mention the culprit had already made herself known and wasn't about to hand over the information he needed.

Instead, he headed out onto the streets. The heavy Japanese style sword that usually adorned his back was held in a tight grip at his right side, nearly as long as Hitugaya was tall. He doubted he'd find what he was looking for, but he certainly wasn't going to find it any other way. He'd start with the streets and move up from there. If by the time he reached the roofs, he still hadn't found it, he'd have to find a replacement.

That was not a pleasant thought.

This was absolutely ridiculous. Not only was his sword gone, but his dog tag was now missing as well. He had already torn up his room looking for it, and thought about asking either of the Itachis or even Juugo, but he didn't want to be a bother. Hell, he hadn't even seen Juugo in a month at least.

He doubted that his possessions were still in the building, so the only choice left he had was to take to the streets of the vast, eerie city. If it wasn't so damn cloudy out, his search for a metal tag wouldn't be so difficulty.

"...Tch."

The weather did nothing to heighten his mood, Jun concluded with an annoyed look on his face. He trudged down the streets, looking for something that glimmered, and then hoped that that something would end up being his glasses. He caught a glimpse of something and hurried over as fast as he could. His left foot caught something that with a deftly 'cling' skidded down the street. It wasn't the shiny thing he had spotted - which turned out to be a broken bottle - but it was something shiny. He approached apprehensively, stopping when he was right in front of the small object. He had to crouch down and pick it up to make out what it was. A dog tag. With a strange heart shaped insignia on it. "What's this...?"

Sasuke had been wandering around for a while now. He was sure he had walked at least a third of the vast area of deadness before he spotted someone he didn't recognize. Someone that recently arrived, he assumed. Not that he really cared, and was fully prepared to continue on his way when something caught his eye.

Whatever this newbie was holding, it certainly looked like...

Frowning, Sasuke paused to watch him for a moment before calling out to him. "Oi. What is that?"

Jun looked up and shrugged, quite clearly guarded.

"Dunno. Why?"

"..." Sasuke had to suppress a twitch of the high as he let out an exasperated sigh. Fine, if he wasn't going to tell him what it was, might as well go to him and see what it is.

As he neared, Sasuke's eyes widened just slightly as he recognized the object in his hand. His dog tag. The one his brother had given him.

"... I lost that."

The younger boy eyed the newcomer as good as he could, squinting up at him. So he said. And there were proof to back it up, of course? Right?

"Prove it."

"King of hearts. It has an etched fan on the back." His face was expressionless as he held out his hand for it, "I'd like to have it back."

"That's a corny name."

Instead of giving it back, he closed his hand around it.

"What is it to you anyway?"

"That's what's on it, dumb ass." Ebony eyes narrowed in warning. This kid was going to test him, wasn't he? He wasn't in the mood for childish games.

"None of your business. Hand it over."

Well, if he was going to call him names, there was no way he was handing it over just like that.

And hey... Didn't he recognize that voice?

"It's you." Glare. "You should say please."

Sasuke took one step forward. If he needed to, he'd snatch it right from his hand, but he wanted to avoid that. For now, anyway.

"I don't have to say anything. Give it. Now."

"...couple of kids bickering over something shiny. Only in Nesreca."

With a roll of the eyes, the Joker stepped off the curb and meandered around the other two. He held an open MRE pack in his hand and was spooning what looked like some kind of pasta in red sauce into his mouth.

"Mmph," he murmured. "Decades old and still better than urban rat."

Jun was about to say something, when he suddenly froze and looked over his shoulder at the odd figure that approached them.

"Wh--Who are you?"

He stopped a reasonable distance away (he was only passing through, after all), and looked the boy over. Then he made an offhand glance over to Sasuke. Guy looked like he could use a joke or two.

He stuffed another large spoonful of pasta in his mouth and chewed.

"The Joker," he said with his mouth full. He pointed at the two of them with the spoon. "What you got there? He find your sense of humor, Teen Ninja?"

"The... Joker."

As in... Batman? For real?

Jun stared, jaw slightly agape.

He chewed, nodding for a little bit before craning his head to get a better look at the kid. Was he stupid, or deaf? Ah, or maybe he'd been watching the news lately. That might explain the blank look on the kid's face.

"Yyyeah. The Joker," he said, finished dissecting the kid. Another mouthful of pasta. He made a glance over to Sasuke, and the little smile that twitched his scars up was almost imperceptible.

"Well, have fun, boys. Don't do anything I wouldn't do," he said, mouth stuffed, walking off.

Sasuke decidedly ignored the Joker as he approached. His business wasn't with this idiot, after all.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Open] Find a Clue... Or not

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject