asgardeventide | 6th slash | audio/action back dated to day 133

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6th slash | audio/action back dated to day 133

[Someone's not happy, and he hasn't been happy since the end of that darkness event. He's been holding it all in to himself mostly, just brooding and stalking around Asgard on his own. Barely talking is something he seems to do when he's over the top angry, and this is one of those circumstances. Someone very.... precious to him died during that event, and upon finding her body he went berserk- killing any Taken he could find.

He still doesn't feel better, he still wants more blood. He'll never forgive those fuckers for what happened with Chie.

so might as well ask Asgard what else he can do to let off some steam.]

....What's a good way to....

[dammit, it's so hard to even talk over this network.] ...I've pretty much ruined all the fuckin' punching bags in the arena... I need somethin' else here to take my frustration out on.

This place is such a goddamn joke, you know that? Help the gods? Get close to people? Fuck that- after what happened with those Taken fuckers.... as far as I'm concerned, I don't need anyone else.

[the strain and bitterness in his tone is clearly evident though.]

[Later on in the day if anyone wishes to find Senji, he's located at the park- and he's putting his super strength powers to good use here. One might hear the sound of something....well, being hit rather hard. Punching bags are no good anymore, but it seems like trees are.... not holding up either. You might even find a few with holes in them, yanked out of the ground, or just ripped in half.]

Dammit.... dammit...! I can't hit the dead center....!

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[she doesn't really mind it, to be honest. it's... a welcome change, from the "feeling sorry for herself" routine she's been going through lately. she knows it's important to him, too, so she's more than content to continue.

she pauses again, though, when he brings that up. she can tell it's something you just don't tell anyone... he puts that much trust in her?]

... You're okay with telling me?

[obviously. but she still feels the need to ask.]

[Chie, you really don't realize how much you mean to him do you? Hell, he doesn't even realize it himself.

He's told only two others about what he went through, and it's not something he likes to tell everyone for sure, it's difficult for him but... she needs to know.]

Yeah.... it's okay.

[a deep breath before he starts.] You know I was a cop, and you know how tough it was for me and my pals since everyone else was corrupt and there were far too many gangs around that hated me because of my Branch of Sin. One day I got this letter in my locker at work, callin' me out to some meeting to deal with a gang. I thought that was my chance to show how strong I was, to show my chief and my friends that I was.... stronger than they thought. I was just eighteen though, I didn't know anything then.

My chief thought I shouldn't go of course, so... he punched me right in the gut, knockin' me out and leaving with my three other buddies to go take care of that gang. When I came to I.... I saw it.

My friends were all.... they were all chopped up, limbs everywhere and they were beaten and broken- they were all dead. Well, except my police chief... that damn old man. I barely remember what I did next, I just remember him laying there, just a fuckin' torso and I cried my eyes out seeing all of that. I thought I was tough, but I was just weak and relying on them all. They died because of me and...

...And well.... I knew I should have gone looking for you during that darkness shit, and I did- but I got there too late.... as usual. [so of course he blamed her death on himself.]

[she listens to his story intently, not saying a thing. her imagination helps her recreate the moment in her mind, using every detail he's supplied her with; before she knows it, she's holding her hand to her mouth, horrified.]

Oh my god...

[geez, and she thought her situation back home was bad. the more she learns about the things other Travelers have gone through, the more trivial the things in Inaba seem to her in comparison. again, she takes a minute to consider her reply once he's done recounting his story... and again, her voice takes on that stern tone, as her eyebrows furrow.]

... It wasn't your fault, you dummy. Don't you dare blame yourself.

[He realized he was still hugging her, so after a few moments he finally does pull back a bit, but they're still pretty close to one another.]

Shut up- who says I'm blaming myself? [he really is though.]

That would imply I give a fuck about you... [but as he says it he's staring at the ground, oops.]

The way you said all that—why you told me that story. Why you went looking for me, why you got so mad when you... found me.

If you told me that you don't care after all that, you'd be a huge liar. And a really bad one, at that.

[she watches him closely, even after they've separated. she might not be the smartest when it comes to academics, but she's pretty damn perceptive.]

[OH FUCK YOU CHIE.

Senji just grunts at that, putting his hands in his pockets and shifting his weight from one leg to the other.

....he's staying quiet because she's right. Dammit.]

[... and all she can do is manage a small smile. looks like she's right on the mark. that smile slowly starts turning into a smirk, though, as she looks up at him.]

What would you say? I hit the dead center?

[she couldn't resist.]

[Ah! When she says that his gaze goes to her once more. He smirks too now.]

Yeah.... I'd say you're on target. Don't get too full of yourself just 'cause you guessed one thing right.

[mission accomplished.]

I won't. That is, as long as you don't try to lie to me again.

[he rolls his eye.]

Don't die on me again then.

I'm not planning on it.

If you do I don't think Asgard will survive.

[he was about ready to tear this whole place down in a fit of rage after all....]

Hey, I don't want you killing anybody in my name.

[more like "I don't want you killing anybody, period," but... she knows how he is.]

[senji is difficult to handle. it's a good thing he has friends that know how to deal with him...]

....Oh no? You're that much of a goody-two-shoes?

I'm gonna be a cop, remember? I can't just ignore something like that.

[...Oh right.

He grunts at that, disapproving still.]

You better be extra careful. I'm not your babysitter. I'm not gonna run to ya every time there's trouble. [or he might, who knows.]

[while her facial expression doesn't change, her gaze drops just a little as she nods.]

I know my limits now.

[....right.

Right.

He grumbles at that. Might as well bring up something they hadn't gotten a chance to do yet. He clears his throat before he talks.]

S-...so uh..... [he looks away from her.] We never did..... go out to eat together did we?

[...yeah that was. kind of awkward. AHEM. thanks for the convenient subject change!!]

—Oh, yeah, we didn't... uh... [another pause.] Are... you free now?

Y-.... yeah I am..

[he looks around.]

Shit, we better go before someone gets mad at whoever did this to the trees.

[she looks around, clicking her tongue.]

You better hope someone from Sigyn can fix this up.

Cheh! [he just waves a hand dismissively.]

Whatever, someone probably will.

[and he's walking away already, better follow Chie!]

H-hey! [she's caught off guard as he takes off; it doesn't take her too long to catch up to him, but she's being huffy about it.]

Sheesh, you could at least wait for me.

Hey, if you can't keep up it ain't my problem!

[whatever, he's just happy she's here...!! He reaches out to her, placing his hand on her back... a bit, okay.]

Now that you're back, I bet that I can eat way more than you.

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