deusexhormones | Thirty-Eighth Explosion

[Accidental Written]

[This wasn't written in the journal, but rather on a piece of paper that Haruki then stuck in his journal in frustration. Because of this, before he properly shut it the journal took a "photo" of the paper the same way that it is supposed to take photos of people's faces while making entries. Thus while shadows cover some of it, there is an incomplete passage which can be read:]

-- And here Cloud hesitated. This was, after all, not what he had intended. He had merely intended to see how the woman in front of him was doing. Planning to... He wasn't sure anymore. He only saw one thing in front of him at that was the blonde woman in front of him. The beautiful blonde woman who was stepping out of the shower... naked. This woman who he knew wasn't supposed to, wasn't--

Time seemed to be standing still as Cloud stared at Stella's exposed chest. Senel was kid-- oh right that was is. That was way he had come. He tried to open his mouth to say something, but nothing came out, so with a furious blush he looked away. Stella to her credit didn't say anything. However...

[Anything after this is heavily crossed out because he wasn't satisfied with it and then there is a note in the margins that says "She wouldn't cheat."]

[Action]

[Haruki shut his journal with a snort. He had been looking at old entries of Cloud and Stella to help with his writing, but he just wasn't feeling it. Not to mention that his current work was too OOC to really be either of them. This sucked. This place was SO BORING. He sighed and flopped onto the main table of House #10, melancholy and thinking too much and bored. He hated it here, so much.

Anyone in House #10 (Kyonko, Rena, Hanyuu) or anyone stopping by there feel free to poke him]

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[See there is where if he was a rational person he'd say "Of course I'm not surprised" because he isn't but then again he Haruki Godamnned Suzumiya so he's going to tag on to the other part--]

You knew serial killers or assassins or something?

Or something. [Tossing the towel into the laundry now.]

[GLARE. Fine, be an evasive asshole. SULK SULK SULK]

Anyway, I think it would be best to find out more about this Shifting thing, see if it's really like what you can do. I'll keep my ears open for it.

[God he hates this topic. Grunt and then] Yeah, I guess so. [...Pause] ...So if I can really do it then no wonder they-- Morons.

[Medicine's good for you even if it tastes like shit.] No wonder they what?

[Haruki sighs. There is a reason he keeps his hair a big longer than normal here in Luceti, particularly his bangs. He lifts the up. There is a skull there which also seems to be indented into his skull. It's precise but jagged like someone used a drill. He them turns and lifts the rest of his hair, there are other such little marks but smaller through the rest of the sides of his head]

[Guy has to resist the urge to try and examine the marks closer. This isn't Luke or Asch, after all.] ...what the hell did they do?

Drill into my skull. I passed out every time but I bet they were probing my brain.

[The icon can't show it but he's positively shaking with rage-fear]

[Guy swallows. He's just a kid-]

...then yeah. If you can Shift...then yes, that's probably why.

...This is stupid.

[This is where he'd normally sulk off to his house, but his house isn't here. His parents aren't here and nor is his room. Kyonko and Rena and Hanyuu will all be waiting there at home and he just can't stand this attention right now. So he just flops his head on the counter]

[A renewed sense of responsibility sparked to life about then, and Guy tilted his head in thought, eyes drifting to the side before he forced some -pretty convincing- cheer into his voice.]

So, I think you said you knew how to make a dart board?

[INTO THE COUNTER THIS IS SAID] I read about it online. I was planning to force Kyonko to make one for the club room back home before I popped up here.

[wtf is "online"] Think I could convince you to help me make one for here?

[Normally he'd say he'd defer over something like Shinpachi but he instead says--]

Fine, whatever.

Ah, thank you! I don't know what I'm doing here, so your expertise is appreciated.

..You're what, ten years older than me? Idiot.

Ah ha ha, about seven. So maybe.

Let me know if there's something I can do to repay the favor.

Still didn't get back to me on the energy drinks.

[...PAUSE]

Oh and the key to this place.

Actually- [Guy pauses, snapping as he remembered, and he heads into the back room to dig around in the icebox.]

[... He would follow but instead takes this time too inspect the place... hmm... where would a dartboard fit best in here?]

[Deceptively thoughtful of you, Haruki. Of course, it doesn't take Guy long since the "special orders" had been set aside from the normal chilled ingredients. Here comes Guy with a few bottles of hopefully the right stuff.] This is what you're talking about, right?

[TURN, inspect! ...Hmm... oh wow that one looks promising. SMIRK AND he'll take it!]

This one'll work.

[Not for now though. He's not feeling it now]

[Never seen someone get so smugly satisfied over a sports drink. Oh well.] As for the key to Good Spirits, I'm afraid I can't part with it. I'm a little too attached.