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[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.]
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[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.]
[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...]
[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.
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. ]
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.]
Oi, 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?
Ezio, my friend has gone missing. Roxas... i- if you know him.
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! ]
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)
[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...
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