[Alice is looking at her communicator. She wants to ask what happened, why are you banned from the shop, and why Malik dropped the subject when you were mentioned. Malik and Altair are nice guys, but it's making her uneasy that you were kicked to the curb. To be honest, she's not concerned about Ichigo.]
...
...
[She's fidgeting. Is this even a good idea or will it make them angry?]
[It was a little bit after Orihime had posted on the network. Ichigo had Ezio's inbox up, staring blankly at the reply box and the blinking cursor.
Despite the fact that they hadn't been angry at each other when they separated, he still felt like he shouldn't do this-shouldn't try to reach out to the assassin. They had both needed time, but...as the days went by without any sort of contact or even seeing him around, Ichigo just thought that Ezio didn't want to see or hear from him again. Not that he didn't believe what he had said when they both went their separate ways, but....It felt like it, anyway.
It was the main reason why he'd been so grumpy-or grumpier than usual, anyway. It didn't help that whenever he thought about it, he kept comparing himself to Ginjou. Sure, his betrayal hadn't been on purpose, but he'd still taken something that meant a lot to Ezio away, unknowingly or otherwise. Just like how his had been taken away.
If he had his way, he would have continued to stay away, not reach out, and just mope silently about it occasionally, blaming himself for ruining another person's life when all he'd ever wanted to do was help and protect people.
But Orihime coming back changed everything, even if she didn't remember being in asgard before. No, that made it worse-She didn't remember getting stabbed, which was a blessing, or else she'd remember his reaction to it. Truth be told, when he saw her get stabbed, blood pouring out of the wound, his stomach had tied itself into a hard knot and his body felt like it had suddenly been turned to ice. She'd been hurt once before in front of him-when Yammi and Ulquiorra came to Karakura-and that had been bad enough. Even now, thinking about both experiences made his stomach turn and sent tendrils of ice up and down his back. For someone who cared about others before himself, especially about people he cared for, seeing them hurt was something he almost couldn't bear.
And it's with those thoughts and feelings that made him seek out Ezio's inbox. He'd read over her post, and she'd told him herself that she was in Sigyn. Ezio was in Sigyn, and while he knew a few people who were also in Sigyn, none of them were as capable in combat as Ezio was. And he didn't want Orihime to be hurt again, ever. He didn't know why, beyond that she was his friend and she'd been hurt too many times already, but...
...Was he selfish for asking this? Probably. But what else could he do? Sigyn wasn't his house, and Thor and Sigyn's districts were too far apart for him to get there quickly with how fast he could currently go.]
Despite the fact that they hadn't been angry at each other when they separated, he still felt like he shouldn't do this-shouldn't try to reach out to the assassin. They had both needed time, but...as the days went by without any sort of contact or even seeing him around, Ichigo just thought that Ezio didn't want to see or hear from him again. Not that he didn't believe what he had said when they both went their separate ways, but....It felt like it, anyway.
It was the main reason why he'd been so grumpy-or grumpier than usual, anyway. It didn't help that whenever he thought about it, he kept comparing himself to Ginjou. Sure, his betrayal hadn't been on purpose, but he'd still taken something that meant a lot to Ezio away, unknowingly or otherwise. Just like how his had been taken away.
If he had his way, he would have continued to stay away, not reach out, and just mope silently about it occasionally, blaming himself for ruining another person's life when all he'd ever wanted to do was help and protect people.
But Orihime coming back changed everything, even if she didn't remember being in asgard before. No, that made it worse-She didn't remember getting stabbed, which was a blessing, or else she'd remember his reaction to it. Truth be told, when he saw her get stabbed, blood pouring out of the wound, his stomach had tied itself into a hard knot and his body felt like it had suddenly been turned to ice. She'd been hurt once before in front of him-when Yammi and Ulquiorra came to Karakura-and that had been bad enough. Even now, thinking about both experiences made his stomach turn and sent tendrils of ice up and down his back. For someone who cared about others before himself, especially about people he cared for, seeing them hurt was something he almost couldn't bear.
And it's with those thoughts and feelings that made him seek out Ezio's inbox. He'd read over her post, and she'd told him herself that she was in Sigyn. Ezio was in Sigyn, and while he knew a few people who were also in Sigyn, none of them were as capable in combat as Ezio was. And he didn't want Orihime to be hurt again, ever. He didn't know why, beyond that she was his friend and she'd been hurt too many times already, but...
...Was he selfish for asking this? Probably. But what else could he do? Sigyn wasn't his house, and Thor and Sigyn's districts were too far apart for him to get there quickly with how fast he could currently go.]
[So he finally took a deep breath and started to type.]
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Ezio
I know I don't have any right to ask this but
Please watch over Inoue for me in Sigyn
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Ezio
I know I don't have any right to ask this but
Please watch over Inoue for me in Sigyn
Edited 2012-04-15 22:42 (UTC)
[This was probably the only good decision she's ever made while drunk, though. She's always been curious about other languages, but never had the motivation to learn.
It's about late afternoon when Hanako sends a message to Ezio's inbox. At least she remembers the people who talked to her during that drunk night. The drunkness is gone, and so is the awful headache of the day after thanks to doctor Watson's medications.
The depression and self-loathing remain, though. She's doing this to try and distract herself from all these negative feelings that are plaguing her.]
Um... Ezio-san, right?
[Voice quiet and stuttering. Completely different from the boastful attitude of yesterday.]
I'm Hanako... Ikezawa Hanako. We s-sort of... talked last night. I'm rid of the a-alcohol now.
Uh... I- I'm still interested in learning y-your language, so whenever you have t-time, we could... talk... about it. I'm a-available whenever...
[For the next days she's going to hole herself in her room and mope, so...]
It's about late afternoon when Hanako sends a message to Ezio's inbox. At least she remembers the people who talked to her during that drunk night. The drunkness is gone, and so is the awful headache of the day after thanks to doctor Watson's medications.
The depression and self-loathing remain, though. She's doing this to try and distract herself from all these negative feelings that are plaguing her.]
Um... Ezio-san, right?
[Voice quiet and stuttering. Completely different from the boastful attitude of yesterday.]
I'm Hanako... Ikezawa Hanako. We s-sort of... talked last night. I'm rid of the a-alcohol now.
Uh... I- I'm still interested in learning y-your language, so whenever you have t-time, we could... talk... about it. I'm a-available whenever...
[For the next days she's going to hole herself in her room and mope, so...]
Buon giorno, piccolina. [His voice sounds warm and rather cheerful to hear her on the other end. It's always interesting to him, when others want to learn his language or culture.]
Si, of course I would enjoy teaching you. We can start whenever you feel most comfortable.
Si, of course I would enjoy teaching you. We can start whenever you feel most comfortable.
[Because Ichigo was asking for it, she's just going to go ahead and call Ezio up.]
Ezio, caro. I need a favor.
Ezio, caro. I need a favor.
...aspetta un attimo.
[CLIMBING UP TO THE ROOFTOP, FUCK USING THE BRACELET FOR THIS. He's there in less than a minute, worry on his face. Tonight she was supposed to meet Altaïr and Malik, and by the way she speaks, it did not end well.]
What happened.
[CLIMBING UP TO THE ROOFTOP, FUCK USING THE BRACELET FOR THIS. He's there in less than a minute, worry on his face. Tonight she was supposed to meet Altaïr and Malik, and by the way she speaks, it did not end well.]
What happened.
Ezio-san... are you there?
[ It keeps happening... first Ichigo, now Ezio. Her most important people keep disappearing one by one, other than the stress from this past hug event. At least she hopes he didn't lose the bracelet, like in Ichigo's case... ]
I've heard that you're not responding to any message, and everyone is worried...
Please, reply whenever you can. Take your time, ok...? If you have a problem and you need to talk to someone... you know...
...
Just tell me you're okay. Please.
[ She will wait a while, but no answer comes... she'll click the feed off then, and only hope for the best. ]
[ It keeps happening... first Ichigo, now Ezio. Her most important people keep disappearing one by one, other than the stress from this past hug event. At least she hopes he didn't lose the bracelet, like in Ichigo's case... ]
I've heard that you're not responding to any message, and everyone is worried...
Please, reply whenever you can. Take your time, ok...? If you have a problem and you need to talk to someone... you know...
...
Just tell me you're okay. Please.
[ She will wait a while, but no answer comes... she'll click the feed off then, and only hope for the best. ]
[...Hanako. :c
Ezio is sitting in the hospital going through these messages, and this is the first one he hits. Already he's concerned about how worried everyone was, and how his disappearance had caused surprise and a bit of fear.
This only makes him feel terrible. It's not his fault, he knows, but what else can you feel when those you care about worry for your sake, more than normal?
He can only try his best now to stay, and not worry them further.]
Ezio is sitting in the hospital going through these messages, and this is the first one he hits. Already he's concerned about how worried everyone was, and how his disappearance had caused surprise and a bit of fear.
This only makes him feel terrible. It's not his fault, he knows, but what else can you feel when those you care about worry for your sake, more than normal?
He can only try his best now to stay, and not worry them further.]
Ezio, Malik has gone missing, he hasn't came to the shop today.
Ezio, dove sei, fottuto bastardo?
[And she hangs up. LOLOLOL THAT'S IT.]
[And she hangs up. LOLOLOL THAT'S IT.]
I swear when you come back I will have your balls. Do you have any idea...
Stronzo.
[And she hangs up again.]
Stronzo.
[And she hangs up again.]
and ten minutes after that ((in badly translated italian shush))
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- 2012-06-04 02:59 (UTC) - ExpandOi, Ezio. You around?
I haven't seen you lately, so I thought I'd send you a message. Try to get back to me, alright?
I haven't seen you lately, so I thought I'd send you a message. Try to get back to me, alright?
...I'm going to find you.
[Or he's going to try like hell, anyway.]
[Or he's going to try like hell, anyway.]
Ezio, my friend has gone missing. Roxas... i- if you know him.
This is wretched. I don't know what games that Baldr is up to right now, but-
If you can walk, meet me in the park. There is only so far a distance I am willing to carry you, and I have no horse to make the burden any easier.
[ it's lecture time! ]
[ it's lecture time! ]
[ a few minutes later. ]
Fine, if you wish to be a fool then there are better ways to go about it. We do not have the time to sacrifice to this argument between the two of you, whatever form it may take. In Rome, it was different. There was less anger between the two of you to begin it, and she had three years more of patience before you wasted them on your pride.
Fine, if you wish to be a fool then there are better ways to go about it. We do not have the time to sacrifice to this argument between the two of you, whatever form it may take. In Rome, it was different. There was less anger between the two of you to begin it, and she had three years more of patience before you wasted them on your pride.
Ezio, I do hope that you are back to normal, otherwise I will have to invest in a better hairbrush for you in the near future.
[Alice hasn't slept, at all. It shows in her voice, along with a gulp of some sorts. Alice is out of breath.]
I must know where you are.
I must know where you are.
[It has a few bloody fingerprints. Whoever wrote this done so shaky and somewhat illegibly.]
ezio
please forgive me i know i should have slept more
if you do not mind, i shall stay in the shop before
returning back to hel's district.
julius is with me he is a good boy
sincerely,
alice
ezio
please forgive me i know i should have slept more
if you do not mind, i shall stay in the shop before
returning back to hel's district.
julius is with me he is a good boy
sincerely,
alice
Edited 2012-08-24 05:32 (UTC)
[Should she fall asleep on any of the cushions, she may wake to find a blanket over her shoulders, and a plate and a bowl of food left for Julius and her.
Underneath the plate lies a simple note.]
You need never ask, Alice. You are always welcome here.
Underneath the plate lies a simple note.]
You need never ask, Alice. You are always welcome here.
[There's a sort-of function a traveler's inbox has, the ability to send a file to itself easily. Almost like a memo, really.
So an accidental brush of a finger towards the colored gem on top, and perhaps a bit of intersession by the gods, and you'll find yourself a nice recorded file that says it's from you when you next check it.
Although it's really not.
Anyway, there's not much at first beyond fabric rustling, deep breathing, and some grunts as someone shifts something heavy around. And then-]
Geez...falls asleep at his desk when there's a bed nearby? Typical.
[That voice should sound pretty familiar. At least, it would if the person he's currently lugging on his back were awake.
Step, step. It's obvious from the sound that Ichigo is having a little difficulty with Ezio's added weight, but he's trying his best.]
Doesn't even wake up when I shake him-have you even been sleeping lately?
[There's an actual pause, there. Like he expects Ezio to respond, even though he's clearly quite deep in sleep.]
...the hell am I doing?-But I guess you're sleeping now, huh? You know how unhealthy it is when you end up crashing because you haven't slept in forever? It's not good.
[...A groan.]
...I sound like dad talking to a patient. Thank god you can't hear me.
[OH ICHIGO. HOW WRONG YOU ARE. Still, he huffs under his breath, continuing to complain about Ezio in that worried way of his.]
But seriously, I don't think you do sleep most of the time. Did you even sleep that one time when I was drunk and you stayed in my room? Ugh, although I don't really want to remember that...But that's not the point. I mean yeah, you're older than me, but you could stand to actually take care of yourself every now and then.
[A sound of rustling as Ichigo shifts him slightly.]
Ugh...How much do you even weigh?! Crap, I know my back's going to complain like hell after this...
So an accidental brush of a finger towards the colored gem on top, and perhaps a bit of intersession by the gods, and you'll find yourself a nice recorded file that says it's from you when you next check it.
Although it's really not.
Anyway, there's not much at first beyond fabric rustling, deep breathing, and some grunts as someone shifts something heavy around. And then-]
Geez...falls asleep at his desk when there's a bed nearby? Typical.
[That voice should sound pretty familiar. At least, it would if the person he's currently lugging on his back were awake.
Step, step. It's obvious from the sound that Ichigo is having a little difficulty with Ezio's added weight, but he's trying his best.]
Doesn't even wake up when I shake him-have you even been sleeping lately?
[There's an actual pause, there. Like he expects Ezio to respond, even though he's clearly quite deep in sleep.]
...the hell am I doing?-But I guess you're sleeping now, huh? You know how unhealthy it is when you end up crashing because you haven't slept in forever? It's not good.
[...A groan.]
...I sound like dad talking to a patient. Thank god you can't hear me.
[OH ICHIGO. HOW WRONG YOU ARE. Still, he huffs under his breath, continuing to complain about Ezio in that worried way of his.]
But seriously, I don't think you do sleep most of the time. Did you even sleep that one time when I was drunk and you stayed in my room? Ugh, although I don't really want to remember that...But that's not the point. I mean yeah, you're older than me, but you could stand to actually take care of yourself every now and then.
[A sound of rustling as Ichigo shifts him slightly.]
Ugh...How much do you even weigh?! Crap, I know my back's going to complain like hell after this...
I mean, I didn't think you'd be this heavy. It's kind ofFUCK!
[There's a LOUD thunking sound as Ichigo trips over a loose board in the floor and falls, all the air in his body expelling in a loud rasp as Ezio's added weight pins him down and crushes all that precious oxygen out. For a few seconds, there's nothing but desperate attempts to breathe and a frantic scuffling as Ichigo tries to either get out from under Ezio or shove him off.
Loud gasps of air signal that he's accomplished his goal, along with a couple coughs. When he's caught his breath, he gives a low groan.]
Ah, god... That hurt like hell! Nggh...Shit, I can feel that. Guess that one wound wasn't done healing all the way. Damn-
[Snore.
However Ezio is positioned, apparently it's got his face pressed up against the floor enough to make that happen. A moment of incredulous silence passes.]
SERIOUSLY?! Are you kidding me?! You're still asleep after that?! Goddamnit!
[Despite Ichigo's yelling, Ezio snores on.
A frustrated sigh, and the rustling and grunting happen once more as Ichigo picks up Ezio, slings him over his back once more, and keeps walking. Finally, they apparently reach the bed, and Ichigo practically shoves Ezio onto it, muttering to himself under his breath, barely heard as the bracelet is shoved into the bed. At the very end, the sounds become clear again as Ezio's arm must have flopped out over onto the side of the bedspread. This time, when Ichigo talks, it sounds almost like he's right next to the bracelet itself.]
You-hff-owe me. Ow ow ow...
[Another shifting noise, and now Ichigo sounds like he's a little farther away.]
There. Good enough.
[..That totally instills confidence. He sighs again, and this time he's obviously walking towards the door, his footsteps echoing in the room.]
Alright, I'll be back later. If you're not up by then....I guess I'll have to call Caterina and tell her what happened. And...Alice...well, maybe I can get away with just texting her. Really don't want to talk to her unless I have to...
[The footfalls stop, and a moment of silence passes. Then the door creaks open, and Ichigo steps through, shutting the door behind him.
The recording ends.]
[There's a LOUD thunking sound as Ichigo trips over a loose board in the floor and falls, all the air in his body expelling in a loud rasp as Ezio's added weight pins him down and crushes all that precious oxygen out. For a few seconds, there's nothing but desperate attempts to breathe and a frantic scuffling as Ichigo tries to either get out from under Ezio or shove him off.
Loud gasps of air signal that he's accomplished his goal, along with a couple coughs. When he's caught his breath, he gives a low groan.]
Ah, god... That hurt like hell! Nggh...Shit, I can feel that. Guess that one wound wasn't done healing all the way. Damn-
[Snore.
However Ezio is positioned, apparently it's got his face pressed up against the floor enough to make that happen. A moment of incredulous silence passes.]
SERIOUSLY?! Are you kidding me?! You're still asleep after that?! Goddamnit!
[Despite Ichigo's yelling, Ezio snores on.
A frustrated sigh, and the rustling and grunting happen once more as Ichigo picks up Ezio, slings him over his back once more, and keeps walking. Finally, they apparently reach the bed, and Ichigo practically shoves Ezio onto it, muttering to himself under his breath, barely heard as the bracelet is shoved into the bed. At the very end, the sounds become clear again as Ezio's arm must have flopped out over onto the side of the bedspread. This time, when Ichigo talks, it sounds almost like he's right next to the bracelet itself.]
You-hff-owe me. Ow ow ow...
[Another shifting noise, and now Ichigo sounds like he's a little farther away.]
There. Good enough.
[..That totally instills confidence. He sighs again, and this time he's obviously walking towards the door, his footsteps echoing in the room.]
Alright, I'll be back later. If you're not up by then....I guess I'll have to call Caterina and tell her what happened. And...Alice...well, maybe I can get away with just texting her. Really don't want to talk to her unless I have to...
[The footfalls stop, and a moment of silence passes. Then the door creaks open, and Ichigo steps through, shutting the door behind him.
The recording ends.]
Edited (hmtl) 2012-10-05 23:18 (UTC)
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