this is a gift; it comes with a price;

[soulsrest]

Who: Takaya and OPEN.
When: Evening, the 22nd.
Where: The Coral.
Style: Whichever.
Status: Open.

[The last thing he had remembered was pain - pain and the voices of the members of SEES around him. Death was close, and Nyx was coming. She would bring her salvation to everyone.]

[And yet… he feels somewhat damp. That is strange - strange enough that he opens his eyes and looks around. He seems to be in a plaza - but that cannot be. He was dead, even if they had managed to stop her - which was impossible no matter what they believed. No matter how much he wished to make sure her arrival was prepared… he was unable to stop them.]

[At least he would have some peace… though it appears now that he is denied it for the moment. He feels in his pocket, clasping his hand around the pills. There aren't many left. Why would he have need of them where he was going? But in this situation… this could be a problem.]

[He snatches up his gun and shrugs his shoulders, attempting to gain feeling back in them where they are starting to go a little numb and cold. He will explore this place… and find the answers that he seeks.]

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[golden_gloves]

[It had been a month of peaceful living in Vatheon. Akihiko arrived mentally defeated and in mourning, but had made a swift recovery and cemented hope with support from his friends and then his participation in the locals' version of the Olympic games.

This was a bit like paradise. And because of that, he'd been lulled into a false sense of security.

He runs through the city unarmed, wearing only a t-shirt and shorts with running shoes. Who needs weapons in a place like this?

When he reaches the plaza, he leans against a post and pants heavily, catching his breath and unaware that the new arrivals have begun to pop up.]

{Action}

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

[Jade was finally getting used to people just popping up out of nowhere, sopping wet. So, when the new person showed up a few feet from him, Jade was more apt to hand him a towel from a vendor than to be upset by the suddenness of it.]

It really does seem like a nonstop flow of people sometimes~

[tsundyne]

...You.

[Yukari notices Takaya, of course. He's acting suspiciously, rummaging through his pockets like that; and even among Vatheonites, his appearance is pretty extraordinary. He's really, really hard to forget, too, especially for someone like her.

She's not as bad as Ken-kun, but she can still hold a grudge.

And she'll remember things, no matter how hard she tries to forget. Like he face when he pulled the trigger that night.]

When did you get here?

[handshakegreeting]

[But what if Death was still nearby, but merely as another entity and, for the time being, much more docile?]

[There is a faint chuckle as the strange figure with red baseball cap hung over their face and keeping their eyes from being seen. Everything about their posture is relaxed, as though there is little they need to concern themselves with. However, is that a smirk as they seem to gaze toward the new arrival?]

[Must be a trick of the lights around them, or perhaps even filtering in from the surface above.]

It seems even now, the new arrivals are simply swept in with the tides...

[messianic]

[Minato holds a towel under his arm quietly--but he doesn't offer it yet. He merely watches Takaya quietly, expression flat. Solemn. Closed off.

Of course. It was only a matter of time.

But he can't forget. Takaya killed Shinji. Takaya just harmed his senpai. Takaya caused so much pain and suffering--

He holds the towel close to his body, hands tucked into his pockets, and speaks.]

Takaya.

[No -san. No respect offered to a cold-blooded murderer. But he will speak, at least. They can speak.]