tampered | LOG: ON-GOING

LOG: ON-GOING

When; July 03, Morning.
Rating; G, probably.
Characters; Hiwatari Satoshi

satoshihikari & Niwa Daisuke

theclumsythief
Summary; Satoshi finds himself in The City and Daisuke comes to pick him up from his pit of confusion!
Log;

It shouldn't be too hard to find someone like Satoshi in the mess of what was The City. Though everyone seemed to be going crazy over this I-taste-like-ice cream curse today, Daisuke tried his best to avoid the frantic screams of people wanting to lick him. He politely refused, of course, because the idea was pretty much downright uncomfortable. Hopefully, Satoshi wouldn't be part of the same fate.

Moving through the crowd, the redhead tried to find for his blue-haired friend from the tops of people's heads, crying out "Hiwatari-kun" every now and then to try to draw his attention.

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Satoshi leaned back against a lamppost near the carousel. He looked on into the crowd that was a few feet away from him. He could hear shouts of what different ice cream flavors everyone tasted like. This curse thing...he didn't understand it. And that annoyed him slightly.

He stared out into the crowd, looking for his red-headed klutzy...acquaintance? Was Daisuke truly a friend? Could Satoshi honestly be a friend with someone who shared a body with Dark Mousey?

For the time being, he would have to be because he wasn't comfortable in this new place all alone and a familiar face was quite welcome to him. He suddenly heard a "Hiwatari-kun!" above the shouts of the crowd. He took a few steps away from the lamppost to search for his "friend". It was then he saw the red head, his spiked hair sticking out in many directions. He adjusted his glasses and called out "Niwa," just loud enough for him to hear, but not shouting.

The boy ran towards the other and suddenly stopped just infront of him, catching what was left of his breath as he gathered himself, hands upon his knees. Wiping the bottom of his chin, Daisuke glanced up and, with one more deep breath in, greeted Satoshi with a silly smile.

"I'm glad no one got to you," he said, almost out of breath. "No one tried to lick you or anything, right?"

Daisuke hoped he didn't sound weird as he thought he sounded. The City really meant for the sane.

Satoshi cocked his eyebrow. ".....No."

He looked around at the people and shook his head in disgust. He turned back to Daisuke.

"Why do these curses happen?" Satoshi wanted answers and he wanted em now.

So maybe he did sound weird, but hopefully Satoshi wouldn't count it against him. Ruffling his hair a bit, he looked around at the crowd around the little lamp post before he glanced towards Satoshi, shrugging.

"I read somewhere that the ones that run this place need them to make us miserable." Daisuke paused briefly, trying to word everything right. "It's like, our rent for us being here."

"'Rent'...you say?" Now Satoshi had a semi-clear understanding of why these curses happen...

"No one knows how they happen..." It was more of a statement, since he deduced the answer already.

He watched Daisuke's body language. Yes, same Niwa as always. Always seemed nervous naive and oblivious without meaning to be. He smirked a bit to himself.

"When do we leave?" he asked directly.

"That's just the thing..." His lips formed a thin line before he spoke again, voice grim. "I don't know."

Daisuke didn't want to sound like he knew anything because he wasn't really sure how it worked out himself. He, in comparison to everyone else that populated it, was just a newbie in all of this. Things still needed to be explained no matter how many guides people pointed out to him.

"I heard people just disappear sort of like how they appear. So I don't know when any of us will be leaving."

"...so there's no discernible way out of here..." he said rather grimly.

His fists clenched as he processed this new information that frustrated him. He felt the situation he was in slip out of his control, which he did not like one bit.

"Wait...'any of us'? ...Are there other people here I should know about?" This was the most Satoshi had talked in a while.

Having watched Satoshi's movements, Daisuke was called to attention from his staring state. He took a moment, counted, and then pulled up a hand, counting off the people as he went along.

"Well, so far it's just Riku-san, you, me, and..." There was a brief pause in his voice, but hardly detectible. "The Phantom Thief, Dark."

"Riku-san and I are staying in Building eleven since we're allowed to take rooms." His smile faded slightly. "But you're more than welcome to stay with us if you'd like, Hiwatari-kun."

His body stiffened and his eyes iced over as Daisuke mentioned Dark's name, even though he knew that the Phantom Thief was standing before his very eyes. So that's how Daisuke wanted to play it hm? As though he wasn't sharing bodies with Dark? Alright. Satoshi was up for the little game.

The slightest shadow of a smirk graced his lips as he reiterated, "The Phantom Thief Dark...?" He watched Daisuke's body language to see how he would react at his implied question. He ignored the latter invitation for now.

Even if Dark wasn't residing inside of him anymore, Daisuke seemed a bit edgy. And why wouldn't he? He and Dark had been flatmates ever since they stumbled into this city, so he was wary of what information he had to let out. No one here knew of Daisuke's dexterity, except for maybe Nanami, and he'd planned to keep it that way.

"Y-Yea." As he expected, he couldn't look at Satoshi straight in the eye. "He's been seen around here."

Satoshi's interest was piqued. Daisuke had quite obviously tried to avoid the subject, but he had been backed into a corner. "Really...Have you seen him?" he asked, nonchalantly as though he had been talking about the weather.

He stuck his hands in the pockets of his khakis watching Daisuke for subtleties in his body language, just in case he caught Niwa telling a white lie.

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