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Hizen Tadahiro (肥前忠広) ([personal profile] harimaya) wrote in [community profile] citylogs 2023-06-01 03:13 pm (UTC)

Hizen Tadahiro | Touken Ranbu

ARRIVAL
(No.

He will not begin any stupid orientations. What was he even supposed to expect? It isn't like this is an office or a hall or anything. It's some random train in god knows where or when. Since he refuses to do his survey, the doors… refuse to open. He walks up and down the car and tries to find another way out. He stops at each door, trying to get them to open. He even tries to pry them open with his hands but let's just say he doesn't look like he's someone who would have any substantial strength to begin with. It was never possible.

He kicks the door and then stomps on the ground in frustration,
)

Is it broke? Is the whole thing broke?!

(He looks around to see if anyone else can help. If anyone is going to help?! Or even worse… is anyone watching him? Are they seeing him fail?)

What're you staring at?

❀❀❀❀

(Alternatively, you can catch him standing on one of the subway seats… trying to pry one of the windows open because goddamn he hates this place. He hates it. Stupid train. Stupid doors. Stupid windows.

He punches the window—
)

… … …

(—And doubles over, holding his hand. Ow???

Someone please tell him to just take the orientation before he hurts himself. Physically or from confusion.
)


CITY HALL
(Despite not wanting to use a single brain cell to read earlier, Hizen can be found at City Hall now. Believe it or not, one of his jobs is gathering intel, after all. He's rifling through the drawers behind one of the desks. He takes out a file folder, flips through the blank pages inside, and slams it down on the generic sad office desk. )

What the hell kind of city is this?

(He's just talking out loud to himself. He doesn't really expect anyone to be around. He sure as hell doesn't expect anyone to be listening to him. The little hamster in his brain is spinning hard in its wheel and he frowns, mumbling…)

… Is it—

(And he stops talking as soon as he senses that he isn't alone.)


RESTAURANT
(Hizen Tadahiro is always hungry. Or rather, he always feels empty and hollow inside.

Despite everything— the frustrations, the mysteries, the discomfort— he has to eat. He finds himself drawn to one of the restaurants, following his nose and because something smells good. Where there's food, there's people and if there are people…

Well, he's stuck around long enough to know that most of the people he's run into are just as clueless as him.

What he finds is a large bowl of rice on the counter and on the kitchen griddle behind the counter… meat. A thick steak sizzling away as if it's just finished cooking.

His eyes go wide, he stands up more alert, and his attention is completely caught by the meal in front of him. Nothing else in this restaurant matters to him. Oh, are you here? He doesn't care. You aren't important to him!!!
)


FORTUNES
(It's not that he really cares. He's just gathering information. Really. He hasn't gotten anything from the files in this place. He hasn't found any locals. When all fails, there's only magic to try, right? He isn't hopeful (he's never hopeful) but what does he have to lose?)

Your shoes will make you happy today.


(He looks at the fortune.

And then looks down at his shoes.

Spoilers: These aren't slippers. He is literally just walking around on the backs of his shoes. These sneakers have been through it. He should probably get a new pair to ruin.
)

...

(He throws the strip onto the floor. But it is just a thin strip of paper so it flutters around in the air anti-climatically instead.)


WILDCARD
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