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“___” Saying things out loud, usual convo etc.
(______) Thoughts.
Located in the robust part of the city Novena, lies a three-storey building, Katz café, one of the most famous and often visited store in the area, famous for its Frozen Fury Chicken Curry Combo Meal, addicting spicy curry, and brain-freezing inducing drinks. Kajirou Rouka, a young Japanese boy, once again walk his way through the familiar building and reach a certain room located in the second floor. He knocked the door softly and waits a bit.
After confirming nothing is out of place, Rouka opens the door and enter the room. Book, paper, unopened boxes, randomly placed furnitures. The room itself is pretty sizeable, but it feels nothing but cramped. The only space that looks remotely clean are the desk located at the corner of the room and the space near the TV with two sofa right on its side and a table in the middle. This has grown into a familiar sight for Rouka.
As he walks in he sees a girl sitting on the desk filled with computer, seemingly reading some printed document. A young face of teenage girl, a long black hair that reach out to her back, and a pair of beautiful blue eyes that gives up a mystical feel to it. Like a finely refined art, as if a princess from a picture book had just came out and appear in front of him. That is the impression Rouka has about her.
“..............”
Rouka waited a bit till the girl notice his presence and gives her a nod. Tsurara Maria, the heir of the prestigious Tsurara clan. This girl who calls herself Ria is Rouka’s boss and de facto teammates. Several weeks have passed since the two becomes a teammates, however they still haven’t had any conversation that last more than few minutes.
Rouka then proceed to sit down on the sofa and look at the already on TV. This what becomes their daily activity. Rouka looks at the TV for news and Ria stares at some documents on her desk.
Kajirou Rouka and Tsurara Maria are member C.O.I.N, Covert Operations Inter Navigators. A secret organization unknown to public eyes dealing with various supernatural activities. In order to prevent and control any possible incident, COIN agents are positioned across the country. Rouka and Ria’s team are the one given the duty protecting this part of the city. However, as one might guess, they are not getting much job to do. Although it’s also the sign of peace, the current state are not exactly favorable for the two.
Rouka continue to direct his focus to the TV screen that is showing a news report. “Mysterious death….. the seventh time this month” Rouka repeats what he got from the TV. Death by unknown cause, victim found lying on the pool of its own blood. There is no image shown on the screen, but the description given alone is enough for Rouka to picture such horrific sight.
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The seventh time? Perhaps not, Maria deemed that her judgement is not wrong, she thought that it seemed odd that this [Bled Dry Cases] have been popping out a lot lately yet never showed any picture to prove such epidemic is existent. According to news reports, it is a level 5 disease that is extremely contaminating but to her it’s just a cop out, the media is literally advocating bunch of lies. While sucking at her lollipop, she tied her hair ponytail style and combed her fringe backward, there we can behold her blue eyes. (Liars. If it’s really a disease the victims shouldn’t be outright specific and according to resources, said victims are corrupt people and criminals alike. What? Who? I dunno. I can’t tell either. ) Followed by the next news, Malik Luces, an all time noble prize winner and the man who advocates the theory of supernatural evolution and his thoughts about the [Bled Dry Cases] says that; “Many times over, the Church are telling me that this is the work of God yet I come back at em’ if it’s God’s work then he shouldn’t be so self imposing to bloodshed, now do we? I get a lot of hardcore religious peeps yellin’ at me but I tell you this. You see Science has proven to be more valuable than any religious belief yet I myself is religious. I’d like to be one of those religious people claiming that this is the work of God but in my perspective, God wouldn’t punish people like that. Either way I’d like to thank everyone for supporting my quantum fuel technology, it helps us keep life clean and green.” Suddenly a reporter asked him more thoughts about the incidents. “Sir Luces if this epidemic causes lots of bloodshed or some supernatural phenomena, we’d like to you hear you name it.”
“Ah..this is so ridiculous.” He put his palm on his face thinking of how to coin this epidemic. “Ladies and Gentlmen, people of all ages. These [Bled Dry Cases] sounded too long, let us call it Saika. The Japanese term for slashed, slasher or disaster whatever do you call it. In a nutshell everything is a disaster.” The reporters alike continued spamming questions and he simply don’t want to answer them.
In his Limousine, he talks with a C.O.IN agent. “You do realize you’re giving them an idea that this *epidemic* is something beyond comprehension now Dr. Luces?”| The C.O.I.N agent is displeased with the subtle truths that he delivers to the public. “Let me tell you something Koorima. You hide the truth and replace it with a lie, people will follow it and when they witness the truth only to die, more people will be begging for the truth, Don’t you think it’s time that people must know about these entities? Didn’t I provide C.O.I.N and you whole lot supernatural investigators enough resources to deal with em?...”
Koorima enraged. “You don’t know what you’re dealing with, Luces.” Dr. Luces raised his voice. “Well I know what we’re dealing with. You should stop fabricating the truth from the world. If the people knows the truth then we could all live happy lives, heck even your daughter should be living a happy life. Ashamed.”
“Don’t you mention my daughter to me, she’s advocating what C.O.I.N believes in.” He said then Luces replied; “Alright, so being chained to do your bidding like a moth rotting in the flame is a fatherly love? Some father you are.”
Back to Katz Cafe.
Maria turns off the news, as simple as she hates the narcissistic Scientist . She sighed. “Rouka. Do you know what time is it?” (Sheesh.. All this mental work is taking a toll on me, I need to take a breath of fresh air.) “Also what’s the name of that girl I must babysit? Kuro? Crown? Kara? Karen?” All this she said while eating a pocketful of random food, the tone of her voice is however quite monotonous and all of this at once are simply happening while changing her clothes, she didn’t bother stripping and changing either. Finally, Maria had break the ice by cracking a conversation with her teammate.
“___” Saying things out loud, usual convo etc.
(______) Thoughts.
Located in the robust part of the city Novena, lies a three-storey building, Katz café, one of the most famous and often visited store in the area, famous for its Frozen Fury Chicken Curry Combo Meal, addicting spicy curry, and brain-freezing inducing drinks. Kajirou Rouka, a young Japanese boy, once again walk his way through the familiar building and reach a certain room located in the second floor. He knocked the door softly and waits a bit.
After confirming nothing is out of place, Rouka opens the door and enter the room. Book, paper, unopened boxes, randomly placed furnitures. The room itself is pretty sizeable, but it feels nothing but cramped. The only space that looks remotely clean are the desk located at the corner of the room and the space near the TV with two sofa right on its side and a table in the middle. This has grown into a familiar sight for Rouka.
As he walks in he sees a girl sitting on the desk filled with computer, seemingly reading some printed document. A young face of teenage girl, a long black hair that reach out to her back, and a pair of beautiful blue eyes that gives up a mystical feel to it. Like a finely refined art, as if a princess from a picture book had just came out and appear in front of him. That is the impression Rouka has about her.
“..............”
Rouka waited a bit till the girl notice his presence and gives her a nod. Tsurara Maria, the heir of the prestigious Tsurara clan. This girl who calls herself Ria is Rouka’s boss and de facto teammates. Several weeks have passed since the two becomes a teammates, however they still haven’t had any conversation that last more than few minutes.
Rouka then proceed to sit down on the sofa and look at the already on TV. This what becomes their daily activity. Rouka looks at the TV for news and Ria stares at some documents on her desk.
Kajirou Rouka and Tsurara Maria are member C.O.I.N, Covert Operations Inter Navigators. A secret organization unknown to public eyes dealing with various supernatural activities. In order to prevent and control any possible incident, COIN agents are positioned across the country. Rouka and Ria’s team are the one given the duty protecting this part of the city. However, as one might guess, they are not getting much job to do. Although it’s also the sign of peace, the current state are not exactly favorable for the two.
Rouka continue to direct his focus to the TV screen that is showing a news report. “Mysterious death….. the seventh time this month” Rouka repeats what he got from the TV. Death by unknown cause, victim found lying on the pool of its own blood. There is no image shown on the screen, but the description given alone is enough for Rouka to picture such horrific sight.
---
The seventh time? Perhaps not, Maria deemed that her judgement is not wrong, she thought that it seemed odd that this [Bled Dry Cases] have been popping out a lot lately yet never showed any picture to prove such epidemic is existent. According to news reports, it is a level 5 disease that is extremely contaminating but to her it’s just a cop out, the media is literally advocating bunch of lies. While sucking at her lollipop, she tied her hair ponytail style and combed her fringe backward, there we can behold her blue eyes. (Liars. If it’s really a disease the victims shouldn’t be outright specific and according to resources, said victims are corrupt people and criminals alike. What? Who? I dunno. I can’t tell either. ) Followed by the next news, Malik Luces, an all time noble prize winner and the man who advocates the theory of supernatural evolution and his thoughts about the [Bled Dry Cases] says that; “Many times over, the Church are telling me that this is the work of God yet I come back at em’ if it’s God’s work then he shouldn’t be so self imposing to bloodshed, now do we? I get a lot of hardcore religious peeps yellin’ at me but I tell you this. You see Science has proven to be more valuable than any religious belief yet I myself is religious. I’d like to be one of those religious people claiming that this is the work of God but in my perspective, God wouldn’t punish people like that. Either way I’d like to thank everyone for supporting my quantum fuel technology, it helps us keep life clean and green.” Suddenly a reporter asked him more thoughts about the incidents. “Sir Luces if this epidemic causes lots of bloodshed or some supernatural phenomena, we’d like to you hear you name it.”
“Ah..this is so ridiculous.” He put his palm on his face thinking of how to coin this epidemic. “Ladies and Gentlmen, people of all ages. These [Bled Dry Cases] sounded too long, let us call it Saika. The Japanese term for slashed, slasher or disaster whatever do you call it. In a nutshell everything is a disaster.” The reporters alike continued spamming questions and he simply don’t want to answer them.
In his Limousine, he talks with a C.O.IN agent. “You do realize you’re giving them an idea that this *epidemic* is something beyond comprehension now Dr. Luces?”| The C.O.I.N agent is displeased with the subtle truths that he delivers to the public. “Let me tell you something Koorima. You hide the truth and replace it with a lie, people will follow it and when they witness the truth only to die, more people will be begging for the truth, Don’t you think it’s time that people must know about these entities? Didn’t I provide C.O.I.N and you whole lot supernatural investigators enough resources to deal with em?...”
Koorima enraged. “You don’t know what you’re dealing with, Luces.” Dr. Luces raised his voice. “Well I know what we’re dealing with. You should stop fabricating the truth from the world. If the people knows the truth then we could all live happy lives, heck even your daughter should be living a happy life. Ashamed.”
“Don’t you mention my daughter to me, she’s advocating what C.O.I.N believes in.” He said then Luces replied; “Alright, so being chained to do your bidding like a moth rotting in the flame is a fatherly love? Some father you are.”
Back to Katz Cafe.
Maria turns off the news, as simple as she hates the narcissistic Scientist . She sighed. “Rouka. Do you know what time is it?” (Sheesh.. All this mental work is taking a toll on me, I need to take a breath of fresh air.) “Also what’s the name of that girl I must babysit? Kuro? Crown? Kara? Karen?” All this she said while eating a pocketful of random food, the tone of her voice is however quite monotonous and all of this at once are simply happening while changing her clothes, she didn’t bother stripping and changing either. Finally, Maria had break the ice by cracking a conversation with her teammate.
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