( closed ) i see you dashing through the wind just like a hero.

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Who: Trunks and others.
Where: middle of the forest to start then a couple places.
When: 3rd of the month and a few days following.
Format: [ dan dan kokoro hikareteku ]
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Summary: Trunks returns from his canon update after having gone missing for a few days and is not only in bad shape, but has gone from 8 to 25.

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[rokubro]

[Given the lack of answer, he's taking that as a yes. Damn, Trunks. He thought his world was bad, and he's heard of others. But yours? Might take the cake (and destroy it, too). So he doesn't press into it, instead just letting Trunks do what he wants and answering his question.]

No jail time for me it seems—although if I weren't so badly injured I would have. Once I'm out I still have work to do, though. At least a month's worth of service and whatever else they tell me to do, most likely to help rebuild what I helped destroy. I got off surprisingly light considering, but guess they didn't think my support was a heinous as the masterminds. [Helps that he didn't actually kill anyone—which was a miracle even if he never planned on it to begin with.] They have my swords until the end, though.

[Sigh.]

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[ Probably for the best since it's not exactly anything he's eager to talk about, though he knows it's going to weigh on him; he returned to this world pretty beat up after all.

Sliding his hands into his pockets, he stands there next to the bed. ]

Man, that's gotta suck for you.

[ Not having his swords, he means, and he might just smile a little sympathetically at that. ]

What do you plan to do in the meantime for that? You still have a place to stay?

[ A pause, he sighs. ]

I know things are pretty bad for a lot of us right now... shops getting vandalized and people getting thrown out of their apartments. The Arehtei aren't really talking to us either so I heard.

[ He hums a bit, looking to the floor. ]

I'm going to try and contact Thras... make sure he's ok. I'd like to think we're close enough that he won't rebuff me, but... guess we'll see.

[rokubro]

[Eventually it's something Trunks will need to talk about, though with whom is a different matter altogether. But if he ever needs an outsider's ear, the daemon is surprisingly good for it.

...But uh. Those are actually some pretty good questions.]

I'm going to have to check about the Van Airtia. I know it was kept away from the action, but whether they managed to stay away from law enforcement afterwards or not is a different story. If they're as good of a crew as they like to boast themselves to be, then I'll probably be heading back there. [And even if he could technically arm himself to the teeth with all the weapons he has there, it's not the same, not without Kurogane on his back. Plus he's. Actually going to play nice. Not only because Kurogane is at stake, but given the current situation, not exactly the time to be a daemon rebel.] Otherwise I could probably bunk with Eleanor and Laphicet.

[A small grin.] Why, were you gonna offer your place if I didn't?

[And then it fades.]

But I haven't talked with Thras, either, and he hasn't tried to scold me yet. You might have luck, though. After all, you're his Knight and all.

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[ Van Airtia? Sure.

There's a bit of a laugh that can be heard in the back of his throat somewhat at the inquiry to an offer and he cocks his head to the side, giving him a look right back. ]

Maybe. Can't say I've ever housed a fugitive before.

[ Even though the daemon isn't really a fugitive (right??) but, still. A sigh follows those words as he nods a little, looking down to one of the books he brought before he reaches out for it and flips through it just as means to have something for his hands to do. ]

Yeah, I'm kinda banking on that. [ He smiles a bit. ] I'm not even sure he knows about the whole... you know, change in me.

[ Aging seventeen years in a few days he means. ]

You think you might run into trouble if people see you out and about?

[ Cause, yanno, involved in all that chaos and what have you. ]

[rokubro]

[omg IT'S THE AIRSHIP THEY LIVE ON.]

Oh I fully expect it. [And he honestly isn't bothered by that at all.] Besides, it's kind of deserved so I can't really complain. And who knows—maybe they can turn all that aggression to someone who was actually causing the mess instead of those who were trying to stop it.

[His tone remains the same, but there is a thin veil of mild annoyance layered within his words. This amount of backlash wasn't considered, and it's just...really dumb and reminds him of how humans are so quick to turn on those they don't understand or want to find blame.]

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[ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Looking up from the book a little curiously, he tilts his head again, humming a little to himself for a moment. ]

How good are you at taking care of yourself without all your swords?

[ Because, from what he's heard, some of the natives could very well end up a little on the violent side of things, offers of protection and safe houses for otherworlders being voiced as of late.

Nevermind that the daemon isn't exactly at 100% either. ]

[rokubro]

[Just a dismissive wave of the hand.]

I might not be a fist fighter, but I do know a few things. [Granted, most of his more advanced martial arts techniques involves having a blade in each hand, but he could his own.

Probably.

The fact that he's injured and will have an arm stuck in a cast for another three weeks and then ribs on the mend for a few more on top of it... Nevermind the fact that he'd push himself even if all limbs were broken. So he's not a sitting duck, but he is a half-lame one right now.]

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Do you want to know more than a few things?

[ He tilts his head rather curiously. An offer to teach the daemon some hand-to-hand combat and even martial arts? Well, that could very well be what he's placing on the table. ]

Once you're in a little better shape I mean.

[rokubro]

[Just a slight arch of the brow.

...Hm...]

Suppose it can't hurt. [Ever on the quest to grow stronger, having more skills and assets is always a boon. Won't be his favorite, but if he can later adapt them for swords...

And then a grin.] Which reminds me—do I need to still teach you about the sword or think you can impress me this time?

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Guess you'll just have to find out, won't you?

[ And he might give a grin right back at that. He may not be a brat anymore or have as much cockiness as he did back then, but there's still a touch that shines through. He is a Saiyan after all, even if half. ]

Shaarnath sound good when you're feeling better?

[rokubro]

Assuming the city even lets me in.

[....That is a legitimately good question HUH.]

Then again, guess I could always sneak in if I have to.

[Already marked as a criminal, what's one more bad deed?]

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[ With Shaarnath being the territory of Thras, he hums a little as fingers touch at his chin in contemplation. ]

Pretty much anywhere is going to be a bad location unless it's out in the wilderness somewhere.

[ A beat. ]

How about you let me know when you're feeling up to it and we'll figure out a meeting place?

[rokubro]

Sounds good to me. And who knows, maybe there'll been an attitude shift by then.

[Which would be nice, really. Won't help his own personal status, but might make things a little easier all around.]

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[ There's a hopeful look on his face before he glances down to the pebble he still holds in his one hand, dangling from his fingers. ]

Guess I should get going then.

[ He had wanted to see that the daemon was still here and, seeing that he is, he figures he probably needs the rest... or maybe he's had too much and is starting to go bananas. Either way, Trunks smiles a little before he stops near the foot of the bed. ]

You know... I still think what you did was really stupid, that much hasn't changed. But I'm still glad you're here.

[rokubro]

[There was a point in time where he tossed up whatever "pointy" object he could at the ceiling to see what stuck. They stopped giving him plastic forks and now he's stuck with food that can only be eaten by spoons.

He's so bored Trunks you're old enough now, next time bring some dirty magazines and alcohol—

ANYWAY, he just laughs and waves him off.]

Hey, I'm a daemon. Doing stupid things is what we do. [And then a lighter grin.] But glad to see you came back. Who knows, if you just left and with knowing your fate, maybe I'd be more with Velvet and might try again.

[Kidding.

...Kind of.]

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[ There's something in those blue eyes of his that is holding something back, hiding it carefully behind a gentle care for the daemon before he smiles a little; maybe it's best he doesn't tell him what's happening... or what's going to happen. ]

I guess I'd just have to stop you then, wouldn't I?

[ Because if it came down to it, he would. He wouldn't kill Rokurou and he would be angry at him again, but he would do whatever it takes to stop him. ]

Stay outta trouble.

[ To which he begins to leave except, with a smile- ]

Can't get that drink from you if you don't.

[ He hasn't forgotten. ]

[rokubro]

[He just laughs.]

Don't worry, I'm just kidding. And I'll be on my best behavior and we can get that drink once I'm out.

[...Somehow. Probably will just have to use his own stash if the airship is safe, otherwise will have to get creative seedy bars. And next time he'll be asking the important questions about Trunks's life. Like if he has a girlfriend and stuff. Totally important.]