Tweak

InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "this place isn't good for you"

Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me
  • Create Account
  • IJ Login
  • OpenID Login
Search by : 
  • View
    • Create Account
    • IJ Login
    • OpenID Login
  • Journal
    • Post
    • Edit Entries
    • Customize Journal
    • Comment Settings
    • Recent Comments
    • Manage Tags
  • Account
    • Manage Account
    • Viewing Options
    • Manage Profile
    • Manage Notifications
    • Manage Pictures
    • Manage Schools
    • Account Status
  • Friends
    • Edit Friends
    • Edit Custom Groups
    • Friends Filter
    • Nudge Friends
    • Invite
    • Create RSS Feed
  • Asylums
    • Post
    • Asylum Invitations
    • Manage Asylums
    • Create Asylum
  • Site
    • Support
    • Upgrade Account
    • FAQs
    • Search By Location
    • Search By Interest
    • Search Randomly

Kimihiro Watanuki ([info]aprilfirst) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-07 20:54:00

Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Tell a Friend!  Next Entry
Entry tags:!dropped, day 10, edward scissorhands, kimihiro watanuki, location: theatre

Day 10 - Morning
Who: Kimihiro Watanuki & Edward Scissorhands
What: first meeting
Where: in the street near the theater; later in the teather
When: Day 10, midday
Rating: TBA
Status: Active

Watanuki was beside himself with worry. He'd stayed up until the early hours of morning waiting for Domeki to arrive and checking the journal in case he posted something, but there had been no word from his friend.
Eventually he'd fallen asleep curled up on a chair.

He didn't know how long he'd slept, probably several hours, but he didn't feel any better for it. His whole body ached terribly for the position he'd slept in, but he got up and had a tour of the museum in case Domeki had got back and stayed in another room for whatever reason. Obviously, he didn't find Domeki. He hadn't expected to. He asked around but it looked as if nobody had seen Domeki since the evening of the day before yesterday, when he'd talked about the clone with Watanuki

The boy didn't feel like eating, so he just made a quick note in his journal before heading out.
He wished Domeki had done the same. Just where could he be? Where could everybody be?
Domeki wasn't the only person missing - quite a lot of people hadn't replied during roll call and hadn't been seen at all. Andy had been asking about Luna the other day...
He didn't even know where to start searching. He could just walk around town and hope to at least find someone who'd met Domeki.
He didn't want to think about heading into the forest, not immediately at least.



(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)


[info]aprilfirst
2009-06-13 05:08 pm UTC (link)
Watanuki shook his head and gave a polite but puzzled smile to indicate that, regretfully, he had no idea of where that place could be.
"It seems a bit like a fairy tale," he commented after hearing Edward's strange story. It seemed to be a bit sad for the man, though, so Watanuki hurriedly searched for a new topic of conversation.

He was used to people looking at him curiously because of his Asian features, but it was the first time someone had openly pointed it out to him.
"Yes," he answered, wondering which kind of universe Edward might come from. "Japan is an island..."
His words were cut off abruptly as Edward accidentally sliced his own cheek.
"Are you all right?" Watanuki cried out, worried. "You've got to stop the bleeding, maybe I have a handkerchief on me... A doctor, quick, call a doctor!"
He started rummaging in his pockets for the journal, and in his panic he didn't realize that Edward seemed quite unfazed by the whole ordeal.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]shear_innocence
2009-06-20 11:25 am UTC (link)
Edward watched curiously as Watanuki started to panic, rummaging around for something to stop the bleeding and saying that someone needed to call a doctor. He glanced around, wondering which way he should call, until he remembered that doctors were hard to find. He had never seen the kind of doctor that Watanuki was referring to, even though he had heard of them in Suburbia.

You know, I have a doctor friend who I think can help you...

Edward supposed that it had slipped their minds, to introduce him.

"Don't worry... it's OK," Edward said, the scars on his face extremely indicative that it wasn't the first time he had cut himself. "It happens sometimes, but I'm OK. I promise. We can go to the theater?" he asked hopefully, waiting for the boy to calm down.

(Reply to this) (Parent)


(Read comments) -


Home | Site Map | Manage Account | TOS | Privacy | Support | FAQs