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Fantasy Numbers (retry)

"My name is Tsugumi," he said, nodding his head, "and really, it's alright. I just don't know what to do with him and I lost control of my temper." he looked down at the little boy who had been following him. "You know, you never told me your name."


"My name is Yukio." he said, a smile beginning to appear on his face. AT least he seemed to be alright...


Tsugumi looked back up at the two girls with a smile slight smile as well, trying to look more friendly then he had come off to be.


"And you two are...?"


(@The Dark Princess )
 
Takeshi didnt respond he looked away trying to supress the memories that were rushing to his head seeing his friends get beaten day after day night after night. After a few seconds he manged to push the memories back and finally said "Your name is Roxie isnt it?"It was a rhetorical question he knew that that was her name he heared storys about her most of them werent pretty "Care to share how you manged to drop from the second highest number one could get to the lowest one could get?" Takeshi's face show no emotions and his tone was half jokily half serious, she brought back memories Takesh wanted to forget so he did the same eye for an eye.


@animegirl20
 
She was silent for a minute she didn't care if he knew but she didn't like to think about her family or what happen it hurts to much. "I was always nice to slaves and would do things for them my parents didn't approve of.....one night I knocked out a guard with a shovel because he was whipping a little slave girl and my parents didn't like that so my mother said since you loves slaves so much you can be one............"


@SaintHound
 
Takeshi's face went blank trying to process what he just heared, after a couple of seconds he spoke "Wow im a dick aren't i......Im sorry i didnt mean to..." he stoped mid sentence unable to continue, he did mean to bring thoes memories back hell thats all he meant to do. "Im really sorry please forgive me" He finally said, Takeshi wanted to punch himself after what he said she probably helped more slaves then he ever did and he tought she was either stupid or crazy for giving up her rank for being a slave how stupid was he? he acually thought some one would give away his rank for being a slave of course she was forced into it no one would chose to become a slave.
 
"I don't know why your saying your sorry you didn't do anything." They came to what seem to b a dead end. " Look this is the only private place I have to myself so don't tell anyone about it ok or I swear I will rearrange your face." She moved the branches out of the way going throw the trees hew followed then they ended up at lake. A slight smile appeared on her face and she walked further in.


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Ichiro, feeling as bored and as cold as one usually is on guard duty, almost missed the footprints leading into the dark forest. He walked straight past, flipping his pocket knife in his fingers, before pausing for a second and taking a few steps back. As he caught the handle and stuck it back in his belt, he leant over slightly to see more clearly the imprint of someone's shoes in the dirt and leaves. Looking up through the forest, he decided to follow them, strolling along the pathway, swinging his legs out in front of him before placing them carefully in each of the prints. But he stopped again, noticing the second set that had joined the ones he was originally following. Now he was more curious. A secret occult meeting? Two lovers on a midnight walk? Slaves escaping from their masters? A small smile twitched up the corners of his lips. Finally. Something interesting.


He continued down in between the trees, the dappled moonlight illuminating the footprints in patches.



As it opened out into a beautiful lake, he immediately saw two figures, and stopped in the shadows of some nearby trees. He suddenly recognised one as a fellow watch member; Takeshi, if he remembered correctly. The other girl? He had absolutely no idea, yet somehow she seemed vaguely familiar. But he shrugged it off; he could have seen a slave like her at any time on the streets.


He took a few steps into the moonlight, stopping by a tree not too far from where they were standing. He took out his pocket knife and buried it hilt deep in the wood, leaning on it.


"I'm sorry, but I appear to be interrupting something rather romantic here." Ichiro smirked, knowing that it was almost certainly not. "Whatever would the higher-ups say, Takeshi?"


(Why hello there, @SaintHound & @animegirl20 :3)
 
Roxie suddenly heard a different voice, she turned around to see another watcher. She smirked at him but her eyes were cold. "Trust me there's no romance here." Then she looked at Takeshi wishing starting to wish never met the guy.


@Flawless @SaintHound
 
Takeshi followed after Roxie and when he saw the lake he was amazed the place was beautiful, he thought to himself how does no one know about this place he wanted to ask Roxie how she found this place in the first place but before he manged to say something he heared Ichiro's voice, Takeshi cursed quietly enough so niether of them could hear him he let Roxie finish speaking before he began "Probably something about how she only brings trouble" Takeshi smirked and turned to face Ichiro then continued "I was ordered to escort her.... werent you on guard duty tonight? what are you doing here?"


@Flawless @animegirl20
 
Ichiro




"'Ordered', I see." Ichiro grinned at Takeshi, before sliding the knife out of the tree and moving towards the lake. "And and as to what am I doing here? Well... I was bored. So I decided to follow your footprints."


He strolled leisurely over to the edge of the lake, hands in his pockets as he spoke. He stopped, turning on his heel to face the two, a scornful yet playful expression on his face.


"Part of the Watch's job is to monitor any suspicious activity, after all. In all honesty, what you're doing does fall under that category."


But Ichiro actually had absolutely no intention to turn these two in, despite his misleading words. He had said that he was bored; and this was fun.


(@animegirl20 & @SaintHound)
 
Takeshi was geting nervous if Ichiro would report him the watch will check with Roxie's master to see if he even knew she was out let alone being escorted by a watch member "Since when is doing my job is suspicious acivity? just because you never actually do yours doesnt mean its wierd for me to do mine" Takeshi didnt know Ichiro all too well they never really talked, technically Ichiro was breaking the rules himself and had no proof that Takeshi wasnt order to escort Roxie. Takeshi hoped that was enough for Ichiro not to report him but he couldnt be sure.


@Flawless @animegirl20
 
Roger sat at a little cafe on the north end of town. He liked it here because sometimes the fog would roll in and he could pretend to be a film noir detective... He was still a kid, after all. He took the phone out of his pocket.


Whoever owns this probably doesn't have much spare cash, he thought to himself. It's unlikely that a slave or an Oligarch owns it... It's too cheap for an Oligarch to bother with it, but too expensive for a slave or a higher-number citizen to be able to afford... At least not without some kind of help. Heck, I'm considered an adult and it'd take time to save up for a phone this nice. Still, even though the amount of wear showing on the thing is normal for someone on my pay-grade, it'd be pretty abnormal for someone high up... They'd surely have replaced the thing before it got to this point. The owner must be at least my pay grade, maybe even a lower-class citizen.


"Well, I guess that's all I'll learn just by looking at it." he decided, standing up and tossing the money for his drink on the table. From here, he'd have to ask around. If he could only find out the current year from someone he'd be able to start guessing the PIN, and that'd bring him that much closer to finding the phone's owner. He'd gone home to get his own phone, but the clock on it seemed to be malfunctioning. Still, he had a guy on standby.


He called up an old acquaintance he'd met during one of his investigations alongside the Watch.


"Yo, Takeshi! It's me, Roger. Listen, my phone's clock is all screwy and I can't remember the year. Embarrassing, I know, but think you could help me out?" He decided he'd leave the bit about the lost phone out of it for now; Takeshi seemed like an okay guy, but he was still part of the Watch, which made him just a little closer to the government than Roger really cared for.
 
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