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Nawanaka Toshimi [輪中 福美] ([info]thrown_to_winds) wrote in [info]disappear_plot,
@ 2010-06-26 10:43:00

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WHO: Kou, Kiriko, Reizo, Toshi, ???
WHAT: Investigation
WHERE: The end of Noodle Alley, near the school
WHEN: 5 PM, sometime soon
WHY: Because.

October meant that the days were getting shorter. By the time Toshimi arrived at the designated meeting spot, a few minutes before five, Noodle Alley was already bathed in the yellow light of a sun about to set. The vendors were beginning to turn their lights on, but the dinner rush had yet to begin. Noodle Alley was quiet...comparatively.

Toshi stood near the street corner and watched people pass, looking for someone she recognized. As far as she knew, they were about to spend a night on the town--there was an investigation planned eventually, yes, but she didn't know where (here) or when (now). She was dressed in a pink spaghetti strap tank and an old, worn pair of jeans that were a little too tight, and a pair of strappy sandals; with all her clothes coming secondhand from the neighbors back home, this was the most appropriate thing she had (although she'd at least found the right pink and sparkly hairclips to match). She adjusted her clothes a little bit. Even finding this outfit had taken more digging than she'd cared to do; she had found things in those boxes that she'd long since thought buried. But it was all right if she was going to have a little fun, right?

She watched a noodle vendor across the street turn his display lights on for the night, wondering what the evening held in store.


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[info]daioujou
2010-07-15 07:48 pm UTC (link)
There was something different about the sight of a crying grown woman, Kouchisei thought. She was an adult and he couldn't be expected to understand how she could be childish enough to cry in their presence, they were that different and were expected to be different. With a heavy sigh he opened his eyes to fully investigate the room.

Would she be this sad if it wasn't true? He didn't know the answer to that.

"There's no need to be cruel," he told the younger, bigger, meaner-looking male. He promptly shut up, but now it was not out of fear but a differentation between sympathy and forgiveness and respect towards Hana's situation.

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[info]checkuptime
2010-07-16 12:25 am UTC (link)
"N-no!" she spat at Reizo, vaguely insulted by the suggestion. Her head swiveled to the aquarium where her pet turtle was swimming happily amidst rocks and plastic kelp. "Enzo-sama is a truly noble creature, but he is not boyfriend material."

She adjusted herself in the chair and fiddled with her glasses in a mixture of indignance and nervousness. She'd just finished with the last round of tears and new ones were already beading her eyes.

"My boyfriend was Fujiwara Hikaru, the shopkeeper." A sniffle, followed by a whimper. "Before he cheated on me!" She tried in earnest not to wail that part and failed utterly, pushing her glasses up and dropping her head into her hands as a fresh round of sobs sprung forth.

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[info]daioujou
2010-07-17 06:54 pm UTC (link)
Kouchisei found this information strange. He didn't remember hearing about the shopkeeper till this mess had seemed to congeal into one large rock. Reizo might have pulled it out with a good amount of intimidation, but he didn't remember Hana being as vengeful and nasty as these entities appeared, and believed what she was saying.

It wasn't his place to ask about her private life.

"Do you want something to drink?"

He would have asked that, but there was a level of difference in the respect one had to pay for the other. He simply remained silent and observed.

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[info]thrown_to_winds
2010-07-19 04:08 am UTC (link)
Red flag. Gigantic red flag. Wasn't Fujiwara Hikaru also on their suspicious-persons-list? The nurse being involved with him at all was cause for concern in itself. Toshi had heard some rumor somewhere that they were dating before, but she hadn't really paid it any heed. She made a mental note to maybe listen more carefully to what people gossiped about in the future.

Meanwhile, Toshi thought that this could be an opportunity to turn the conversation their way. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Ozaki-sensei," she said, putting on her best sympathetic voice and trying to level with the nurse. "That's just awful of him. You don't deserve someone that horrible."

She pretended to look thoughtful and said, "I bet he did all kinds of horrible things even while you were dating." It wasn't subtle, but maybe it would lead her into saying something incriminating about the shopkeeper. Or about herself. Toshi chided herself to be careful, though. A wrong move here could ruin everything.

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[info]checkuptime
2010-07-19 05:10 pm UTC (link)
There was another wave of sobs as Hana mumbled something about how wonderful it was to finally have someone who understood. She pulled a box of tissue into her lap and cradled it, hunched over in her chair and snivelling and pushing her glasses back to get at her eyes and her hair back to keep it out of all the wet on her face.

"He did!" she shrieked. "He never held the door for me anywhere, and he never wanted to hold Enzo-sama, and he was barely even grateful when I snuck him into the school, and he was never interested in doing anything fun anyway, and to top it all off I think he might have gone through my filing cabinets."

She glanced nervously back at the work on her desk, shifting uncomfortably in her chair.

"Or let that horrible woman in when I left the office unlocked."

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[info]apathyisboring
2010-07-20 07:49 pm UTC (link)
Kiriko had been hovering somewhere near the back of the room, alternating between looking stern and highly uncomfortable. The nurse was always kind of a mess, but this was more than she had anticipated. More than once during her sobbing fits she'd found herself wishing they'd just walked in on her dissecting small children or something equally evil and incriminating. So far, she was just looking like the same awkward, non-threatening weirdo she always had.

"Your filing cabinets?" She asked, brow raised. Presumably, that was where she kept the medical records. "Horrible woman?"

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[info]checkuptime
2010-07-20 11:16 pm UTC (link)
Hana drew back. She looked fearful, and then only moreso when she lifted a hand to her mouth and started biting at her fingernails. With a sidelong glance and some inaudible muttering she swiveled her chair around and started stacking the papers on her desk.

"I-I shouldn't have said anything," she squeaked, "Nevermind."

Kiriko approached her chair, grabbing the back of it to turn it back around, but Hana whirled around herself. Apparently the subtle threat of insistent interrogation was quite enough. Reizo's presence helped - she was looking nervously up at him when she dared to look up at all.

"Some of my records are missing," she admitted in a quiet voice, like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Her head tilted and an expression of dawning realization replaced the fear in her eyes momentarily. "All of yours, actually... I-I was just trying to put the files back together. And I think it was Hika-- F-Fujiwara, because he asked to see them before and I said no when he wouldn't tell me why."

Her lip quivered again, but this time she held it together. She sniffed, more indignant than pathetic, her mouth settling into some strange grimace between anger and sadness.

"I bet that's why he left me for Ishino."

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