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Post by kano shoeya on Jan 18, 2015 15:32:00 GMT -5
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Post by tomokomustprotecteveryone on Jan 18, 2015 18:51:20 GMT -5
I'll rp tomorrow gomen I'm tired,,,, check your messages tho
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Post by tomokomustprotecteveryone on Jan 19, 2015 17:18:16 GMT -5
Juliet, Misoka, Aisu, Paris, Nanashi. That is the order he had run before, after the murder of the Chemist and the Mangaka. Just needed to find Juliet... He had already sent her a message on her Electro-ID of course, and was currently waiting for a response.
Even though somewhere, in the back of his mind, he knew it wasn't coming.
Glancing around briefly, to see if there was no one around on the fourth floor, Tomoko let out an angered, yelled curse into the air, opening the door to the room he had sat with Aisu in - probably some map room or something - sitting himself down as he slid down against the wall, in a similar fashion to what he hsd done when he came to Juliet for comfort.
Juliet... Dead because of him... And the others. Mainly him though. It was his fault that he didn't interrupt the execution; he had been weak minded enough to listen to the arguments of the sewer and Four. Tomoko ran a hand through his hair, sighing deeply, subduing the need to cry as much as possible, till it disappeared. "I failed... Again." he murmured, the words feeling familiar on his lips.
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Post by kano shoeya on Jan 19, 2015 17:43:01 GMT -5
Taro, who had been walking down the hallway, slightly empty with the loss of his stuffed kitten, looked up as he heard the sobbing noise.
It didn't take long to realize where it had come from and who had made it.
Shuffling over to Tomoko, his fingers nervously fidgeting around with the scarf wrapped tightly around his neck, he swallowed deeply. "Er, Tomoko?" He murmured, walking over to the slightly trembling figure. "Are...are you okay?"
Of course he wasn't okay, what was he saying. Idiot. Tomoko was crying in front of him, and he had just lost his best friend and, from what Taro could pick up, a possible love interest. Hitting himself in the head with a clenched, albeit small, fist, he sat down next to Tomoko.
"Sorry." He murmured. "The things I said..." He sighed. "I was harsh. I was mean. I hurt your feelings. I probably was the one who made you cry. You can yell at me, if you want. Or hit me too. I deserve it."
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Post by tomokomustprotecteveryone on Jan 19, 2015 21:35:00 GMT -5
Tomoko looked up with a murderous glare for a moment, his eyes filled with anger as Taro entered the room. It was obvious from his eyes that he hadn't been crying, but probably had been on the verge of tears for the past few hours, at the very least.
"I..." he closed his eyes and swallowed in an attempt to make his voice clearer once again. "I have not been crying, Taro." he sighed, before abruptly the breath caught in his throat at the offer Taro just gave, his hand curling up into a fist on instinct. Oh man, was it tempting. So, so tempting.
The small kid however just reminded him of Nanashi - he could never willingly hit him in the face, especially in a situation like this, when he had been coming to talk to him. "Why are you doing this?" he asked eventually as the tension in his body disappeared, and he relaxed against the wall again, his fist resting at his side.
"Surely you should hate me as much as the others, no?" he gave a weak laugh that died away quickly. "Either way I am a failure to my SHSL."
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Post by kano shoeya on Jan 19, 2015 21:50:17 GMT -5
Taro tilted his head to the side. "Oh, sorry." He murmured. "You must've been close to it, though. Your voice tilts in a certain way right before you cry, y'know, and your voice sounded like that just a second ago. I'm probably wrong though, so," He turned away, sighing. "yeah. Sorry. I'm just being stupid, assuming things, heh."
At Tomoko's question, though, he started a bit. "Why?" He asked, genuinely surprised. "Why? Well, uhm," He paused, running the question through his mind as he genuinely considered it. Did he really have a reason? Did he need a reason, more specifically? He didn't think so, but Tomoko obviously did. Looking once over at the boy again, he realized that the boy had had his fist clenched up - probably to take Taro's offers in full. Well. Taro didn't blame him.
"I guess..." Taro's voice trailed off. "I don't really have a reason, to be honest. It was cruel for me to reprimand you in such a way during the trial, and if I were to ignore you when I saw you like this, over here, then that would be beyond inhumane. I know that I'm not a perfect human - far from it, I'm probably really mean if I think about what I've done a lot." He let out a coarse little laugh. "But I can tell when someone's not at a hundred percent, and when they need help from other people. You look like you're in need right now, actually."
At the boy's last words, though, he suddenly felt his whole body tense up. "N-no!" He cried. "I don't hate you! And it's rude of me to speak on other people's behalf, but I'm pretty sure that no one else hates you as much as you think! You're not a failure at your SHSL, whatever you say!" Then, calming down a bit from his outburst, he added, "You're not a perfect human. You can't protect every single person out there, no matter how good at your job you may be. There are going to be some times when you may fail, and Juliet was one of those times. It's-" He inhaled sharply, thinking of his sister, but carried on. "-it's going to be hard, and you're not going to like it, not one bit, but if you can manage to take the first few steps, then other people can carry you the rest of the way."
At the last phrase, Taro smiled and held out his hand. "People like me, if you'd like. I can't say this for the others, but if you need to vent, or hit or yell, don't be afraid to come to me. I won't be mad."
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Post by kano shoeya on Jan 20, 2015 10:26:32 GMT -5
bumps
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Post by tomokomustprotecteveryone on Jan 20, 2015 11:49:29 GMT -5
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Post by kano shoeya on Jan 20, 2015 12:58:15 GMT -5
Its fine bruh just rp when u can i needz to do stuff cause imma bored
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Post by tomokomustprotecteveryone on Jan 20, 2015 13:06:09 GMT -5
Its fine bruh just rp when u can i needz to do stuff cause imma bored good good multi-tasking between rping and making amv's for art trades
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Post by tomokomustprotecteveryone on Jan 20, 2015 13:30:01 GMT -5
So that was his reason? Because he felt guilty? Good. At the time, Tomoko was willing to strangle the living hell out of Angel, probably take one of his eyeballs and make the other's that were protesting choke on it. If Juliet hadn't interrupted, maybe he would've done something like that.
"I'll miss you, Tomoko."
His body tensed again as he remembered the final words he had heard from the butler come to his mind. "If I helped... Then she would not have had to go through with that... Thing." Tomoko murmured, trying to remove the images of Juliet’s beaten face from his mind, trying to delete the whimpers that became a scream at the sight of something pretending to be him. The mastermind wanted her to suffer like that... To give her that hope, then take it away from her right before the death-blow went in. "She was in so much pain..."
A tired, forced smile came onto Tomoko's face and he sighed, taking Taro's hand reluctantly - despite his hate of body contact generally, he didn't have the energy to even put up a fuss - standing himself up by working his way up the wall unsteadily with his free hand.
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Post by tomokomustprotecteveryone on Jan 20, 2015 13:32:37 GMT -5
Its fine bruh just rp when u can i needz to do stuff cause imma bored Shoots finger guns sorry I'm done now
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Post by kano shoeya on Jan 20, 2015 14:13:04 GMT -5
Taro sadly shook his head. "Chances are," He murmured, "you'd only get killed right along with her, and that'd just put her through more pain, right? It would be the opposite of what you wanted, and that's never good, right?" He smiled a little, the ends of his mouths slightly tilting upwards. "I'm sure that she was thankful to you and everything and you did for her right up until the very end. Don't worry."
At Tomoko's touch, though, he started slightly, not fully having expected that the SHSL Bodyguard would actually take his hand, instead expecting that he would've done something more along the lines of 'toughing it out' and saying that 'he didn't need any help from someone like Taro'. But this was a much better, much calmer response and he accepted it gratefully, supporting Tomoko in the best way that he could without making the poor boy feel as if he was being treated like a child.
"Uhm," He started suddenly as they were making their way down the hallway, "w-where would you like too, uh, go? Perhaps to your room? I don't want to accidentally lead you to a place that you might hate? If you'd like, we can go to my room - I'm sure Four won't mind, he's out anyways - or maybe to the kitchen, and I can try making cookies or something."
(tfw please go to the kitchen taro sucks at baking it is a beautiful wreckage)
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Post by kano shoeya on Jan 20, 2015 14:13:14 GMT -5
Its fine bruh just rp when u can i needz to do stuff cause imma bored Shoots finger guns sorry I'm done now bumps the son
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Post by tomokomustprotecteveryone on Jan 20, 2015 14:25:56 GMT -5
Tomoko frowned at the first comment, not saying much, giving a grunt instead. That wouldn't have happened, and he knew it. The field is where he came alive, where he knew he was fully capable. He had the power to help, and he didn't do anything. Taro's offer gave him the excuse to send the bottomless pit of regret to the back of his mind, giving him the chance to try and think of something else.
"That would be pleasant." he said, his usual emotionless tone returning. "I shall prepare some tea."
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