third spark ✖ bad hair day

[hatesviolence]

Characters: Shizuo Heiwajima [Frankenstein's Monster], anyone
Campaign: Break
Format: [ brackets ] preferred, but okay with either!
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Summary: After spending all that time in the ocean, Shizuo is not having a great hair day. His hair is changing into all different kinds of colors and he is not happy.

[Should anyone be around Shizuo's house, which is located in a quieter residential district near one of the larger city parks, they will hear a very loud yell something like—]

AUUUUGGGHHHH!!!

[—followed by a sudden onslaught of an electrical lightning storm. Even those not nearby may notice a strange gathering of storm clouds somewhere in the distance, but then again it is the Index. Random things happen every day...]

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A: Journal Call out

[The writing is very stiff with some letters a little warped with deep blotches of ink at the end, as if the writer was restraining every ounce of his strength to not tear through the paper.]

Anyone ever use the hair products in this place or.......have their hair turned weird colors?

If you haven't—don't.


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B: Storming Through Town

[Well, he could stay home and hope someone is able to find something. But he's not that much of a coward and honestly he wants to find the place that sold him the hair dye he used to begin with to give them a piece of his mind. (Or make them feel like he's about to give them a piece of theirs if he's not careful—) So he will be venturing into town...only to find himself standing at where the shop used to be, a "CLOSED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE" sign hanging off its door. It clearly looks as if it had been abandoned for quite some time.

There is a sudden SNAP as his hand reaches out to crush it in one grip, more lightning striking around him as the air becomes completely electrified.]

..............I'm gonna find that lying cheap bastard......!!!!

[If no one has run into him by now, there is a very high chance an encounter will happen as he tears through the streets searching for the shopkeeper that had sold him the hair dye he had been using since arriving into this place. And should anyone have the misfortune of doing so, they will notice that not only is his hair a random color, sometimes changing every other minute, but it's styled in the classic Frankenstein monster stripes.

Anyway this guy looks like he's ready to murder someone and he probably will if left unchecked. Just be careful not to get zapped—there's a very intense electrical discharge coming frmo the enraged man.]

Comments

[hatesviolence]

...All right. [He can get behind that.]

Anything you need while we're here?

[ricebird]

Ah, well... maybe a bottle of contact solution, but other than that I think I'm alright.

[She easily goes to the shelf in question and grabs it, then heads over to the apothecary's counter.]

This and my friend's hair dying supplies, please.

[Why yes, she IS planning to pay for it, of course. She's got this, Shizuo, don't worry about the thing.]

[hatesviolence]

[—Wait a minute.]

Hey, Kotori—!

[kawkaw]

[Well, it's not the best description, but it's something.]

Hmm...I can't promise anything, but I can at least help you look for him.

[ricebird]

[Kotori holds up a hand.]

No no, it's fine, really!

[hatesviolence]

...Guess it would help.

[Just a small grumble of resignation. Now that he's not charging around like a bull, he can see more reason in the man's words. So he looks back at him directly and gives a nod.]

Heiwajima Shizuo.

[Might as well give him a name.]

[hatesviolence]

[...Nnnggh, just a click of his tongue.]

Then I'm paying for lunch.

[ricebird]

Eh? I... are you sure, Shizuo-san?

[Sure, it's sweet of him to try and repay the favor, but... he's seen how much she eats, right?]

[hatesviolence]

Yeah, I'm sure.

[...Try to limit yourself, Kotori.]

[ricebird]

[...... SHE'LL TRY. AND IF SHE CAN'T, GOING DUTCH IS FINE. (It's not like it's a date or anything.)]

I... thanks, Shizuo-san. I appreciate it.

[He's trying to pay YOU back, dummy!]

[kawkaw]

[He nods, but there's just the slightest bit of hesitation before he responds.]

Jien Huang.

[He's not sure why the fake name feels safer - or necessary, really - but he just can't seem to help himself.]

[hatesviolence]

[He wouldn't have minded that BUT SHE HAD TO BUY HIS STUFF. It's only fair to properly repay.

In any case, he's just going to nod because he's definitely not going to take a no for an answer. So off they go!]

[hatesviolence]

Chinese?

[More curious than anything.]

[kawkaw]

[Another nod.] That's right. I'm a pretty recent arrival.

[He hadn't asked, but it felt worth mention.]