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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]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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