miki
bottomless ruins
Hiachi Ito
SCENE:
Return To Sender
LOCATION:
Hotel Gaul, West District
DATE:
Post Arc 2 | Night
PARTICIPANTS:
Hiachi Ito, Passeri Park
Return To Sender
Before following Passeri, Hiachi walked over to the stand that held Burger Knight’s condiments. She grabbed salt and pepper packets, napkins, and ketchup packets—all a handful each. Not that she was going to use all of them at that moment. She just knew that later on, she would need salt or pepper or napkins or ketchup, and she would regret not seizing this opportunity. She stuffed them in her pockets before walking towards the booth that Passeri had chosen.
Passeri brimmed with an almost childish excitement. Hiachi couldn’t imagine getting that excited over Burger Knight’s static-generating plastic seats, but she supposed Passeri was just one of those people. She leaned forward, trying to prevent her already messy hair from sticking to the seat.
“They’re different… Burger Knight uses a different batter, I think.” Hiachi used her plastic straw to spin her iced tea around her cup. “I like them.”
Passeri complained about her coach, something that Hiachi couldn’t dream of relating to. She considered eating food during the day to be an accomplishment. Celebrities like Passeri Park really lived in another realm, huh? She heard about the concept from her older brother. Celebrities… they’re like deities of entertainment. World leaders and engineers look out for their well-being in a very logical sense. They used their money to secure their futures for generations to come. But celebrities live to perform. Their lives were vivisected by the public, so they had to make sure every little detail aligned with what was entertaining. There was nowhere to hide. It was funny to think that even after knowing all that, Kenki still kinda wanted to be a celebrity.
Hiachi didn’t like thinking about her family. She moved on to something else.
So they cheered to another one of Passeri’s secrets. Only, Hiachi couldn’t shake the jealousy that pooled in her heart. Hiachi’s secrets constantly beat her down. Her family, her friends, her home, her passions, even the shitty life that she lived a year before being forced into the Tigers. She had to keep it under lock and key. Passeri’s secrets were just… weak.
Well, that wasn’t entirely true. To be fair, Passeri Park being a gang member was enough of a secret to last anyone a lifetime. A secret too dangerous to put into words.
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…Unfortunately, this was where Passeri Park would learn the truth: It didn’t matter if they were in a heated altercation with a drugged-up maniac or waiting for a meal at Burger Knight. Hiachi Ito wasn’t much of a talker. Any musings she considered she considered to herself.
Before following Passeri, Hiachi walked over to the stand that held Burger Knight’s condiments. She grabbed salt and pepper packets, napkins, and ketchup packets—all a handful each. Not that she was going to use all of them at that moment. She just knew that later on, she would need salt or pepper or napkins or ketchup, and she would regret not seizing this opportunity. She stuffed them in her pockets before walking towards the booth that Passeri had chosen.
Passeri brimmed with an almost childish excitement. Hiachi couldn’t imagine getting that excited over Burger Knight’s static-generating plastic seats, but she supposed Passeri was just one of those people. She leaned forward, trying to prevent her already messy hair from sticking to the seat.
“They’re different… Burger Knight uses a different batter, I think.” Hiachi used her plastic straw to spin her iced tea around her cup. “I like them.”
Passeri complained about her coach, something that Hiachi couldn’t dream of relating to. She considered eating food during the day to be an accomplishment. Celebrities like Passeri Park really lived in another realm, huh? She heard about the concept from her older brother. Celebrities… they’re like deities of entertainment. World leaders and engineers look out for their well-being in a very logical sense. They used their money to secure their futures for generations to come. But celebrities live to perform. Their lives were vivisected by the public, so they had to make sure every little detail aligned with what was entertaining. There was nowhere to hide. It was funny to think that even after knowing all that, Kenki still kinda wanted to be a celebrity.
Hiachi didn’t like thinking about her family. She moved on to something else.
So they cheered to another one of Passeri’s secrets. Only, Hiachi couldn’t shake the jealousy that pooled in her heart. Hiachi’s secrets constantly beat her down. Her family, her friends, her home, her passions, even the shitty life that she lived a year before being forced into the Tigers. She had to keep it under lock and key. Passeri’s secrets were just… weak.
Well, that wasn’t entirely true. To be fair, Passeri Park being a gang member was enough of a secret to last anyone a lifetime. A secret too dangerous to put into words.
…
…
…
…
…
…Unfortunately, this was where Passeri Park would learn the truth: It didn’t matter if they were in a heated altercation with a drugged-up maniac or waiting for a meal at Burger Knight. Hiachi Ito wasn’t much of a talker. Any musings she considered she considered to herself.