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[ it's the afternoon in good spirits! shizuo and zack are working the morning shift today. patrons are free to enjoy their services.

later on in the day, shizuo will cleaning up the bartop and glancing at the clock. nearly time to switch out. he has a destination in mind today, something more to do than to go home or just aimlessly wander the town. ]

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[voropedia.livejournal.com]

[ Her introduction to Luceti had been one full of surprises. Traversing blindly through forests in the rain, uncharacteristic random acts of kindness, inquiring strangers, finding her temporary lodge and obtaining a dry change of clothes (a t-shirt & leggings; rider suit left at home)... Anyone else would be exhausted after a grand adventure, but she's just tired -- bored. She's found a few individuals that could be deemed "strong," but when she thinks about what she left behind in Ikebukuro... all she feels is a vague sense of sadness.

Well, now that she's in town, she can explore and get a bite to eat. Which finds her here in Good Spirits -- she sits herself on a barstool, looking around for other patrons but never thinking to look at the bartender. After all, don't the rowdy types usually frequent places like these? Not the smartest opponents, but it'd be easy to find a fight here, at least... This kind of anxiousness is unhealthy. ]

Water, please. Food, whatever can be easily and quickly prepared. Not picky, but famished.

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[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ ... what a strange way of speaking. that's distinctly japanese to him. it wouldn't surprise him if it actually wasn't, but he hasn't heard someone else speak in such a strange way since he arrived here. it's enough to make the bartender pause in what he's doing - as he should, because it means that glass he was just cleaning can be put to good use. ]

Ahh, sorry. We don't have any food here. I could get you a milkshake.

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[voropedia.livejournal.com]

[ ... That voice sounds eerily familiar. It's enough to make her skin prickle (a feeling in her muscles that tells her that she'd like nothing more than to run away). But her look-around the bar is keeping her from acting immediately. She's slowed from the bombardment of information she's been taking in constantly since she first arrived. ]

Milkshake, no problem. As long as glucose levels are increased, I will recover. Deepest gratitude. Will tide over- [ Finally turning around... ] Until --

2/??

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[ . . . ]

3/????

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[ ... ?! ]

4/low sodium spam

[voropedia.livejournal.com]

[ ACTUALLY... ]

5/6

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[ ...... JUST........ . . ]

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[ ... deer in the headlights, derp. O____O !!! ]

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ ... she's staring. does he have something on his face? well, whatever. ]

Yeah, sure. Just take a seat.

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[voropedia.livejournal.com]

[ He doesn't recognize her? He doesn't recognize her. He doesn't recognize her. Okay. Okay, okay. This is okay. She'd worn a helmet when she first encountered him, after all. And she'd only said a few words to him before they fought, so...

But this is also Luceti. Past entries in the journal said that people could come from different time periods. Is that what the case is?

... And shouldn't it be more important to focus on the fact that he doesn't recognize her?? Why is she wondering how... ]

[voropedia.livejournal.com]

[ And she only realizes that she had stood up in surprise when Shizuo tells her to sit down.

She obeys and, oh boy, she's tense. But so excited at the same time. So much so that she's at loss for words, for once. ]

Thanks...

[wingenvy]

[Doot doot, working is fun. Even if working with Shizuo = ticking time bomb 50% of the shifts. Zack's still a little bummed about Aerith being kidnapped, but hey, life goes on.

When the shift ends he stretches his arms up over his head, heading over to the coat rack to fetch himself a jacket.]

Same time tomorrow, Shizuo?

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[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ there's a pause. ]

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

Ah, actually.

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

Could you come with me to the farms? [ it's casual. he's really expecting a no... but he's finding himself missing being around people outside of work and trying to keep an eye out for those dumb kids. ]

[wingenvy]

The farms? Sure, if you want. Why do you want to go there?

[And in the rain, of all times. Good grief.]

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ the rain is soothing, okay.

there are two reasons. one, the country is peaceful and farming is usually done there, thus it must be the most peaceful place in all of luceti. ] I haven't been there yet. [ and thus point two - izaya may be there. ]

[wingenvy]

Neither have I, actually. [Well, it's a weird request, but only because of the weather. He shrugs.] Alright, let's go. Maybe we can get there before it starts pouring.

[action & writing; farms]

[voropedia.livejournal.com]

[ ... It doesn't look like Shizuo's going to be alone any time soon.

Which makes an ambush tactic a Very Bad Idea. Not that Vorona's against fighting the other man also present, but she knows that Shizuo's strength is enough of a challenge for her. If the other man turns out to be a worthy opponent, too, then she might just be biting off more than she could chew.

Still, giving up and going home isn't something she's ready to settle with just yet. The curiosity is almost enough to burn her from the inside out; her heartbeat's on overdrive within her chest, leaping to life beneath the frame of her ribs and drumming hard enough for her to hear it within her skull. She thinks, if she leaves now, her heart might just leap out from within her head; and ironically, it's because she wants to live that she reveals herself, clothed in a rider's suit and wearing what looks to be full face helmet.

Certainly it's an out of place image in such a rural area, especially given the fact that she's carrying what looks to be an armful of weapons. Blades of all shape and size, and several blunt objects protrude from the rather unorganized pile she's carrying in her hands(she couldn't get a gun in the weapon shop, and it might just cost her, she thinks, considering her ballistic knife barely scratched him the last time she tried a blade, but...). Casually, as if she's dropping a sack of potatoes, she lets the weapons fall onto the grass, not attacking, not even preparing herself. She simply cants her head in Shizuo and Zack's direction, deliberating...

And then, retrieving her journal from the stack on the floor, she opens it up, scrolling through the population list, finds Zack's icon and name... Thirty seconds later, she raises her journal, points at it, points to Zack. In his journal should be the following message: ]

[wingenvy]

[Zack's in the middle of chatting it up with Shizuo when his journal pings him, and he opens it up to catch sight of the message, obviously meant for him. And immediately become alarmed, hopping off the fence to look around. As he's looking, he passes the journal over to Shizuo, lips pursing.]

Vacation's over, man. Looks like someone's out to pick a fight.

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ A fight?

Shizuo sits up a little straighter, staring at the page for a moment. The only thing that stops him from balling it up and tossing it away is that it's not his, so it's stiffly returned to Zack's hands. ] There.

[ ... it's a woman. That's the only thing that keeps the slasher smile and the mantra of kill destroy break break WRECK from overtaking his thoughts. ] What the hell?

[voropedia.livejournal.com]

[ Which turns out to be her cue.

Shizuo turns his head in her direction, and like a sprung trigger to a trap, Vorona's arm goes flinging forth, releasing what seems to be a blur of red and brown and something distinctly metallic despite the fact that there's no sun to flare across the surface.

... needless to say, it's no time to axe questions -- someone should probably move. ]

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[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ He moves by instinct - the only thing saving him from ending up with that axe embedded in his skull. it skims over his shoulder and embeds itself into the fence behind him. ]

2/?

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

[ ... that could have killed zack. he doesn't really notice (nor particularly care) that the axe was aimed at him, not at first, but the realization that it could have killed his friend strikes him.

the fact that it was aimed at him dings the ragedar up to 60. ]

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

Zack, stay put. [ any attempt the other man makes to get involved will be met with a swift punch to the head. Shizuo pulls his sunglasses off, tucking them into his front pocket. ]