Yatogami Kuroh | Tsukikage Yuri | 062

[arbitrament]

[It's been a long journey to this city. Not that it's his destination--Kibougahana City, was it...?--but nonetheless, he can't deny that it might not hurt to take a short break. Ichigen-sama always did say that he needed to take it easy sometimes so he didn't overdo it, because that wouldn't help anyone.

Except...more poetic.

Because Ichigen-sama is the most poetic of all.

He's taken to the rooftops like batman the slightly anti-social soul he is, but at some point, he notices that there's this old lady who needs help crossing the street, and leaving her to do it on her own would just not be honorable at all, and then there's a cat in a tree and it reminds him of Neko a bit, and then--

He's walking along, passing by a school, and honestly feeling very satisfied with how the day went (even if he hasn't gotten any closer to the end of his journey, sometimes it's the journey itself that is really important, right?) when he steps on something.

Something that goes crunch.

He freezes. This was clearly the first meeting that was meant to be.]

[le list:
- fashion modeling
- dinner
- badass fights
- magical girl transformations
- flower meanings
- post movie thread]

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[socolognely]

... It belongs to my father. [ And she says this calmly enough. Even though there's been no sign of anyone else living in the apartment besides Yuri and her mother. ]

[arbitrament]

I see.

[It's an immediate response. He doubts her father is there, for whatever reason--but regardless, he bows his head to the place setting, quite sincere.]

Thank you for allowing me to share your table.

[And then turns to another place.]

[socolognely]

[ It's the solemnity with which he addresses the setting, and the way she can imagine her father's eyes crinkle with gentle amusement, and the last time she'd met those eyes--

It's far too soon, too sudden, and as something like agonizing grief grips her throat, she blinks back tears and stares fixedly at the floor. Calm. She has to retain her composure. She has to. ]

[arbitrament]

[He can see those tears--he's not so oblivious that he doesn't know they're there. But he settles himself quietly at his place, closing his eyes for a moment as if considering the situation, or simply taking in the silence before a meal--and when he speaks, it's equally quietly.]

...Thank you for the meal.

[He's not going to call her out on it, not when she's trying so hard to regain her composure.]

[socolognely]

[ She's grateful for it (but she also doesn't wish to call attention to it), so after a few steadying breaths, she lifts her head and reaches for her bowl. ]

Thank you for the meal.

[arbitrament]

[And then it's peacefully quiet as they eat their meals. Breakfast time, meal time--it's time to enjoy and savor the food you've been given, to appreciate the opportunity to eat in peace. It's not time for prying, and uncomfortable conversations.

So you've got time, Yuri. Take a breather.

He's going to eat his meal serenely, taking comfort in that.]

[socolognely]

[ And she will, as well, slowly calming her thoughts until she's back to normal levels of Poker Face. ]

... You're a very skilled cook, Yatogami-san.

[arbitrament]

[Ah...praise. It's still a little startling, even if he knows, objectively, it's true. Cooking battles do that.]

...Thank you. To be able to cook is something I appreciate.

[...]

Your assistance was very helpful.

[socolognely]

This is my home, after all. [ and there's something like VERY FAINT amusement. ] If I couldn't assist with a meal, I would be very concerned.

[arbitrament]

[Yeah he......he knows people like that.]

Still, this was my attempt to repay you for your hospitality.

[socolognely]

Didn't I already say that your debt has been repaid?

[arbitrament]

[you can keep on saying it but he's not going to stop.]

If it has been helpful, I'm satisfied.

[socolognely]

Very much so. [ lacing her fingers together. ]

Now, about this person you're searching for...

[arbitrament]

[... Ah, right, his quest. He pauses at that, and then--]

Have you seen or heard of a white-haired young man passing through here?

[He doesn't really have much hope, honestly, but... well, he also can't give up.]

[socolognely]

[ Yes, but she seriously doubts he's looking for Olivier. ]

The one I'm familiar with likely isn't the one you're seeking. But we do get unusual arrivals here quite often.

[ Like this one. ]

[arbitrament]

[Unusual arrivals........hm. Well, it's not like she isn't a trustworthy person.]

His name is Isana Yashiro.

[And he's probably dead but...WHO CARES ABOUT DETAILS LIKE THAT.]

I have...been searching for him for some time.

[socolognely]

With no luck, I'm assuming.

... Would you be able to tell me more about him? [ she can always go to Kaoruko, send the fairies out on a search-- Kuroh may still be unknown, for the most part, but there's something about him that's led her to believe that he's trustworthy. She'd like to help. ]

[arbitrament]

[How much does he tell her...? It isn't that he doesn't trust her (to the contrary, really, and probably too much considering how little time they know each other, but he feels as though she has a pure heart) but...]

He has white hair and amber eyes. He is of an average height though rather slim build, and often carried around a red umbrella, though he likely does not have it now unless he has replaced it. [Neko still has it...

also this is where the description stops being normal.]

He tends to be rather floppy in his mannerisms and is incapable of conversing with his back held straight and his head high. He cannot cook and should not be allowed into the kitchen, though his manners are not so terrible. He is kind to creatures for no particular reason than to be kind, however, and is of a giving disposition.

[... it's sad, isn't it? He's really gotten to know him, and then he was gone.]

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[socolognely]

[ White hair, she knows. Amber eyes, she knows. Again, she's already assumed the one he's searching for isn't Olivier, but-- ]

[socolognely]

[ ...

That's... definitely a description. There's a lot she could say to that, but Yuri is the polite sort, so she won't. ]

And such a person came to be missing? I can see why you'd be concerned.

[ losing a floppy person... ]

[arbitrament]

[....okay, but...it's one thing for him to look for a dead person. It's another to drag other people into what might just be an honest to goodness wild goose chase.]

...Yes. But you don't need to concern yourself with it. I will find him.

[socolognely]

How familiar are you with this town, Yatogami-san?

[ Uh-oh. It's The Voice. ]

[arbitrament]

[That...that sure is a voice.

...??]

I...have only just arrived and am passing through. [????]

[socolognely]

I've grown up in this area. This, the neighboring towns... I'll ask around for you.

[arbitrament]

[... he still feels bad putting her to the trouble when he's not even sure if Shiro is alive, but...

If he doesn't have faith now, can he really call himself a proper retainer?]

...Very well. I am indebted to you for your assistance.

[He even gets up and bows again, proper, but mostly because--]

Please assist me in finding my king.