video, un: birdinthehand

[chichichi]

I'm looking for my -- [ "leaf," wait -- no one but her and Lewin has any inkling what the hell that means, so, and smoothly for all that she sounds more than less on the urgent side ] -- Lightning. Iris... really gets away with him.

[ As though that explains everything. She glances at the camera. Her hair is utterly windswept, some of the feathers in it dancing as she walks the streets, her steps brisk, purposeful. Her nose? Red. She's been out for a while now, the black feathers of her collar tugged snug against her neck. Straight to the chase. ]

If you're from Earth, you may recognize him as American. Mm, he's about [ please hold, she's crunching this in her head ] one hundred and seventy-seven centimeters. [ She's certain. ] He's --

[ Here, that's what her hand says as she grinds to a halt and tugs the camera back so her audience can see. She makes an even cut through the air above and beside her, like she knows exactly where, how he fits with her. Like that helps anyone figure out anything other than the fact that she's short if they're attentive to her height against background details. ]

-- this tall, but he's not bulky or too slight. [ And she's stepping again, talking as she turns an ear in listening and scans the area with keen eyes. Holding little things back. ]

You might not be able to tell because he dresses like a hobo. I'm not exaggerating. There's holes and stains in his clothes and he doesn't care about fashion at all. Tee shirts, capris, boots -- you can find him in layers sometimes and his shoes won't be clean. If they are, it's not him.

He has... so much black hair and it's always so messy. [ But it doesn't sound like she minds? ] It's always in front of his eyes, so you can't see them most of the time. [ A glance. Look. ] I cannot emphasize how messy it is. It looks like he hasn't brushed it in a week, maybe ever. [ She's gesturing with her free hand, outlining a shape at her head now. ] Iris gives him these... bat ears. They're huge, about as big as his head put together, and they stick out a bit, like this. They're really furry! [ Who's excited? Fond?? Sobering a little. ] He's usually got this big smile or a grin on his face that'll show off a mouth full of pointy teeth now. His voice is a lot like his expression. It's big, real cheerful with a thick accent, Texan if that means anything to you. That twang is distinct from anything around here. [ She's fond. Oh! ] And he's got stubble. His face is unshaven, but there's no substantial mustache or beard. [ Yet. ]

Has anyone seen him? [ She gives the camera her full attention now, exhales a small cloud of white. Please, if you've seen her idiot hobo... ]

Comments

audio | un: kishibe

[penpoint]

Hey, I'll keep my eyes open. He sounds like he's pretty important to you, yeah?

permaudio

[chichichi]

He is.

[ There's not a sliver of hesitation in that admittance. ]

I'd appreciate it. If you see him, if you could give me a call... [ Well, Rohan has an idea just how fast she can be. ]

[penpoint]

I can tell. I'm sure he's fine and will turn up. I won't ask what the worst that can happen is, because that's assuming that will happen.

[chichichi]

[ She has an instance of that held close to her chest like so many other cards right now. It's the 'fine' part that gives her pause because she's seen him turn up anything but while still pressed by Iris. ]

Whatever happens, I'll handle it. I'd simply prefer not to risk anything substantial.

text | un: kingjj

[kingfuckboy]

ohhh setsura!

hey, do you want me to come out there and help you?? i can if you want it
i'm sorry to hear your boyfriend(???) went missing

1/??

[chichichi]

[ Boyfriend??? Please hold. Setsura.exe is rebooting. ]

2/3

[chichichi]

[ Yeah, she's breathing. Okay, look, this is no time for semantics. Semantics, like the moons, can get bent. He's her leaf. She hasn't felt the need to define anything further. She's not ashamed of that or the idea, just... she hadn't thought about it exactly in that context? Again, not the time. Later, once she's found him and he's not a complete horny disaster.

She's grateful this is text. ]

3/3 - TEXT TEXT TEXT THO TEXT

[chichichi]

[ Yeah, this is fine. ]

Like I said, Iris really gets away from him. If you see him around, that's one thing, but don't feel like you have to go out of your way. He's too horny to bother with street names right now, JJ, and I can't really promise he won't come onto you.

[kingfuckboy]

i mean
i know i'm pretty irresistible but i think i'll be okay
i know how iris can get since i'm iris too

and besides hobos aren't really my type so if you need help, don't worry about asking for it

[chichichi]

[ Wait for it. ]

Is that offer for a single instance?

un: super_deduction | Apologies in advance for this disaster

[sweetsleuth]

[...]

[Without missing a beat, Ranpo slips on his glasses and flashes a grin at the screen. Just ignore the fact that he's wearing a bathrobe okay, it detracts from the dramatic effect.]

Well, well! Today's your lucky day, Miss! I just so happen to be a master detective, and thanks to your accurate description, I know exactly where to find the man you're looking for!

[Why is he like this]

Never apologize again, ty

[chichichi]

[ She cants her head just so, wondering for a moment at the addition of the glasses and that grin as she looks at the man on her screen. Is he... that concerned about fashion at a time like this? He's in a bathrobe, but, well, she's put a pin in and overlooked more. Talking in that manner, he's certainly got her attention, enough that she grinds to a dead halt where she'd been walking so intently. ]

Where?

1/2

[sweetsleuth]

The man you're looking for...

[He pushes his glasses up, activating his Ultra Deduction Ability™--]

[By which I mean he carefully leans over to turn on a nearby fan for dramatic effect.]

[sweetsleuth]

...is right here.

[And thus, he pans the camera behind him, showing Lightning all sprawled out in Ranpo's bed, artfully censored with a blanket and no doubt sleeping off an Iris-induced post-sex coma.]

1/3

[chichichi]

[ What is happening here? She blinks in following his every movement, hanging carefully on every word, supernaturally keen eyes and ears tuned precisely, intently. Her head tilts a little more to the same side, even, not unlike a bird in watching, gazing, a brow quirking. It's when he pushes those glasses up that she recalls his screen name and starts to wonder only to pause. Is that... the sound of air blowing? She trusts her ears, she's leaning forward, and -- ]

2/3

[chichichi]

[ -- and there's that split second where she exhales and the tension visibly leaves her before her whole body perks and her expression peels into a sort of excited relief. ]

So he is!

[ Somewhere, reasonably safe probably, sleeping like a baby while she's freezing looking for him, naturally, but "here" with someone passed out is better than being led around by his dick in the damned street. ]

3/3

[chichichi]

[ Don't mind her, just reining herself back in. Let's breeze past that whole thing she just did. She's composed, really, and thinking as she goes. Was this a hypothetical she'd considered at some point? Yes, just one with too many variables to pin down beyond vague steps and gesturing. Case in point. ]

A master detective, you said? You certainly work quickly. I'd apologize for any trouble he's caused you, but it seems like you took good care of him, hm?

Audio; He’s running errands but you know ur bby bro

[dj_jiraiya]

Why does your boyfriend sound like you pulled him out of a garbage can?

[ Ironic, coming from Yosuke. But he also doesn’t constantly dress like a hobo. So, yanno. Slightly judging you here, big sis. ]

Audio;

[wildlinks]

[...

......

.........]

Wasn't our first meeting you smashing and falling into a trash can?

[Asked in a very innocent voice]

[dj_jiraiya]

[ You can hear the sputtering over the vaporwave music in the grocery store now, followed by a groan because of course this would somehow attract Souji to this post. What does he have? A tease Yosuke radar?! ]

Okay one, it was one time and you know very well why I fell in and two we aren’t dating or anything so this is different [ no it’s not ] and three Setsu-nee is my big sister so I’m allowed to tease her and four... you want some ice cream? I’m out and they got a sale going on so I can get another one in a different flavor if you want.

[ Smooth as butter segue. ]

[wildlinks]

[Maybe he should've paid more attention to the post and topic but he can't let Yosuke get scot-free for teasing the poor girl.]

Yosuke, you're rambling. [There's a bit of a shuffle,] All of those things don't change the fact that you fell in the trashcan. Two- you shouldn't tease a lady while she's worried and three yes, I want ice cream. And cookies. [Another shuffle.] And a big box of tissues. [...?]

video | un: demonchef

[satanslash]

[Rin is in his kitchen, surprising no one, one of those cute dotted head scarves holding his hair back. Hearing Sets talk about Lightning that way was...

Well, he knew, but it still reads strange to him to know just how attached she's gotten to that weird hobo exorcist.

Still, he'll keep those thoughts to himself.]

Y'sure it's just Iris and he's not gone-gone?

[chichichi]

It's Iris.

[ She's firm, confident. Won't even allow herself to entertain that thought, to get caught in its gravity, not after Kureno was sent home earlier in the month. She knows Lewin's here and so damned horny he can't think straight enough to send reasonable responses to her texts. It's one of the reasons she opted to utilize the network in the first place. ]

Like I said, it gets away with him. [ She turns an eye to the camera. ] I take it you haven't seen him, then?

[satanslash]

'kay, just thought I'd check.

[If she's sure, he is, too. He wouldn't doubt her like that.

He shakes his head, making a face. He may not like the guy much, but he can see how attached Sets is now and Lewin making her worry like that is troubling enough.]

No, I haven't. I'unno if he even wants to come around anymore after I told him off...

[Which he does feel a little bad about.

Just a little.

Obviously they still talk (which was such a mistake last Iris) but that doesn't mean the man wants to actually be within twenty feet of "Satan's bastard".]

[chichichi]

[ She hears it in those words of his, that feeling. He's such a good boy despite that weight still pressing him, the damaged he's sustained. She turns her eyes ahead again. ]

You're thinking too hard about that. After the moons pass, let Lightning-kun hear you've left that sword of yours unattended for a minute and he'll come play with you for a while.