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@liferusher Best girl.

Was happy they animated that manga. My ex shoved that thing down my throat and I started to really like it.
Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo

The next day?!?!


Asoka "Mercury"





What an awful night that was. Not the sleep, no, the whole mess that occurred before she finally got to reach the merry world of dreams. If she were to be completely honest, seeing her past relatives could be considered a small plus, but interpersonal relations were always so volatile with Asoka that it barely even mattered. A dreamless sleep, perhaps, but a very soothing one as she awoke with a fresh face when her phone's alarm rang to indicate it was time to wake up. It'd be in the middle of the morning, on a school day mind you, but it appeared as though the small tyrant didn't have that in mind right now. Her slow and calm mannerisms emitted no sense of urgency or anxiousness whatsoever. Asoka would take a nice, warm shower before heading to the dining lounge of this makeshift hotel, dressed up with her plaid shirt and jeans from last night.

The remains of blood that was poured here, ghoul blood no less, gave Itsuki up. She could tell he was back, not that she expected him to be dead or anything. But it'd be unfortunate that she could not witness the stunt pulled by Hana on the male. If Asoka were there during said event, or heck if someone were to inform her, 'Dick eater Itsuki' would follow the poor lad for at least a month, or a year. Nah, let's not kid anyone here, it'd follow him forever.

"Morning y'all."

There'd be no real enthusiasm in her greeting, her voice giving the impression that it was just a routine courtesy rather than her wishing her 'friends' a good morning. The female ghoul made herself at home and served herself some warm coffee from the machine every ghoul probably had in their household by now. A mug filled with cappuccino, not her favorite but whatever, she needed something to start her day up. Though oddly enough, she didn't seem to desire any form of nourishment. Having not eaten since yesterday night, it could warrant some worry from the more nosy of people that would be enjoying some breakfast. Or Brunch.

"Issei Sagawa finally apprehended ... HAH! I knew he was a fucking attention whoring Ghoul! Someone's going to be buying me a new camera today~"

The sudden random claim made by Asoka would just be her reading the headline of today's daily whatever. It was a newspaper, and being the typical millennial, she only bothered with news on the internet, so the physical paper didn't mean jack to her. The crazy cannibal was finally arrested despite legal loopholes and was proven to actually be a ghoul. A glorified one too. Maybe the French were just not used to ghouls, or maybe that Dutch girl was more important than the shits ghouls ate on a daily basis.

She'd often check her phone, keeping an eye on the time as events flew by. She had a class later today, but for now she felt a bit too lazy to move or do anything productive. Though that wouldn't help her image as a freeloader.




Ward 5, Bunkyo, Tokyo

Our Good Ol' Friends, the CCG





At a far too familiar spot for our young heroes, the doves had laid their venomous nest on the remains of what was once a beautiful mansion that housed many innocent children. Just a few hours after the orphans had left the Hayasori building, the CCG had managed to find the place and declare it as an official 'crime scene'. No crime was committed, evidently, as no body or traces of well anything could be found. And yet, access to the perimeter was sealed off with a couple of run of the mill agents made sure to enforce the barrier while an investigator conducted their work.

"So, why are we stuck with sniffing duty when a hot pot was detected down in Ghoul city?"

"Hell if I know, but they moved more than one special class on that case. Knowing that, I'll tuck my tail between my legs and gladly pussy out over here."

"Wow, the years haven't been kind to you, Tendo. I mean ... At least seventy bodies found ... Some are human, but most are ghouls. They don't know the details but aren't you at least a little curious?"

"No."

The two officers were dressed in the typical armored uniform, looking a lot like local peace keepers. One was pretty young with long, blonde hair (most likely fake) while the other who was the least enthusiastic of the two looked middle aged with short, brown hair and a goatee. They weren't the only ones in the area however, as they only served as backup for the associate special class conducting this investigation inside the house. In reality, this case would be better suited for lower levels, but certain conflicts within the establishment ended up with the investigator in question stuck with bottom of the barrel cases like this.

Enter Shinji Hariyama Trusdale, child of a westerner married to a Japanese native. A young investigator in his mid twenties who has displayed great efficiency multiple times in the past. To end up in such a dead end job must be a result of heavy dishonor, a mistake that could not be easily forgotten. Nonetheless, he took it without ego and accepted it fully. He'd conduct his work as usual, paying attention to the finest of details. By the books but also a fresh new pair of eyes for the older special classes, he'd always be early on the spot with his reports ready for his partners' arrival. Speaking of which, he would meet his new assigned co-worker on this specific case.

"Oi Tendo, he say anything to you?"

"Sure did, one of their captives gave this place away real fast. Must've been some kid, because if I were in their place, I'd milk my time there as fast as possible. Once you spill the beans, well, you know how cost effective they are in those places."

"Kids huh? Jeez, kind of makes you think how bummed you have to be during orientation day to end up here, aye?"

"No."
@Grey Letting Nutz and yourself react if you want before I skip. I have everything I need for it sooooo, yeah.

Will post whenever. Soon, most likely. If I post you can still post in the past in a before - after post.
@liferusher Prioritizes sleep o;
Okay letting one more cycle of posts happen, mostly because I'll be moving sooner than expected so tired + lazy.

This means Pirouette still has a chance o;
Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo

Asoka "Mercury"





Asoka hadn't bothered to turn off the lights or anything. No, she was too comfy on the love hotel bed to do anything about it. Eventually, she'd dive into one of these micro-naps; she'd fall asleep only to wake up rather brutally after a minute or so. While refreshing, it surely didn't make her now pounding head feel any better. The little ghoul was clearly tired, a lot more than she made apparent when they arrived. It may be due to her long hours in university coupled with the mess she had gotten herself into for a living. She coped with all of this pretty well, going as far as having a normal social life as well. But it taxed her a whole lot eventually.

What woke her up wouldn't be anything related to stress. Oh no, the circus going on outside of her assigned room was the major issue. While the shady girl was indeed used to abundance of activity in the most populated ward of Tokyo, cars roaring at night, trams soaring through the rails near her apartment, her neighbors putting up parties since she kind of lived in a student loft after all. But a bunch of kids coupled with people just chit chatting at the hallway were just a nasty combo. Especially the latter, while not loud it was obnoxiously easy for her to hear it and make sense of what they were saying. As such, it was very distracting. A pillow over her ears would do little good for her superior senses defied her in this dire situation.

Asoka arose from her slumber and reached out for a drawer near her bed. Just as she thought, a towel would be clean and ready for her to use. Wrapping herself to keep at least a little sense of dignity, she'd finally walk over to the door whilst shouting:

"Okay you two geeeeettttt aaaaaa rooooooooommmmmmmmm!"

The wailing psycho would open the door just as she finished, evidently addressing Rin and Takumi. Clearly she'd rather hear them fuck than talk about such mundane things. Well Takumi's adventures could be interesting but he made it sound boring. But she could never prepare herself for what she was about to see. First off, two little girls all naked while being scolded by a taller naked ghoul. It didn't end there, however, as Rin was apparently stuffing Takumi's face in her breasts. Well from Asoka's angle and twisted point of view that'd be the narrative.

Seeing Hana naked was hot, the nude twins would be maybe a little endearing and Rin going hard on Takumi could be qualified as sexy, but all of those together just seemed so creepy. Almost absurd. Surreal. Her eyes were just wide open before she'd rapidly blink with her head shaking. At first she was speechless, but then she'd take a deep breath as she regained her composure.

"I ... I don't want to know. I've been enlightened, no more denial. I can't escape my fate. I am ... A degenerate magnet."

She announced before turning back into her room and slamming the door shut with her foot. There would be no more light emitting from her room, and complete silence would govern. Food or no food, it was time to sleep and get over herself. She could call this a day.

'Wait ... Was I talking to myself? Oh shit, it's contagious ...'
So I've decided to leave it until tomorrow.

If not, we're moving on. Well there'll be a skip, you can always add stuff as you transition.
Very much inclined to post.

However made it clear Asoka told the rest of the night to fuck off in dream land.

Giving ultimatum for that collab. Tomorrow, or I move on without you.

May put a post in anyway somewhere tonight.
@liferusher Cyprus O:
Will post soon. Too busy being humilliated in job hunting.


Humiliation? O:
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