[After this misfire, how can he not pick on his little brother now?]
I hear you and Officer Gabranth are an item. Why didn't you tell me? Were you embarrassed?
I hear you and Officer Gabranth are an item. Why didn't you tell me? Were you embarrassed?
Togusa knows he was right about the Kotano Kato case.
[The name may or may not be familiar, but looking through internal records brings up a missing person case about a year ago, a high school student. But it was classified as a runaway, and closed. The internal records don't follow up from there.]
[The name may or may not be familiar, but looking through internal records brings up a missing person case about a year ago, a high school student. But it was classified as a runaway, and closed. The internal records don't follow up from there.]
I have a request for you.
I'm sorry but all I really read was "my nipples will get hard."
[will she ever escape nipple-related embarrassment
why is this her life now]
[will she ever escape nipple-related embarrassment
why is this her life now]
What time will you be home? We need to talk about something.
Fynn. Could you please meet me at the indoor range, when you have a minute? I could use your help with something. Picked up some information about an ongoing investigation and I need to run it by someone.
[Okay, that is maybe, a third true, but he really needs Fynn's help and isn't about to say "hey, I'm conspiring against Retrospec" over their own network.]
[Okay, that is maybe, a third true, but he really needs Fynn's help and isn't about to say "hey, I'm conspiring against Retrospec" over their own network.]
[When Ardyn tosses the odd compliment Fynn's way, it's sincere. Wry sarcasm and flippant teasing is often the norm, but that doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate his younger brother -- they just have a funny way of showing their brotherly affection. A back-and-forth with varying levels of irritation, interspersed with actual sincerity now and again.
Here comes one of those moments, as Ardyn enters his kitchen to find Fynn preparing something.]
Something smells appetizing. Is there a special occasion that I don’t know about?
Here comes one of those moments, as Ardyn enters his kitchen to find Fynn preparing something.]
Something smells appetizing. Is there a special occasion that I don’t know about?
Fynn. I've got two things for you, when you have a minute.
Actually three things. Because thing one is the newest quick way to make fun of your brother: buy him an RC car.
Actually three things. Because thing one is the newest quick way to make fun of your brother: buy him an RC car.
Feel like hanging out with a fetus?
[Nope, hasn't forgotten that remark.]
[Nope, hasn't forgotten that remark.]
[Incoming text.]
So. I realize you're really busy right now. But, we're in the Retrospec basement, and I found this.
[Attached is a picture of two post-it notes, and that is DEFINITELY Ardyn's address on both of them. They have separate numbers of hash marks on them (OOC: corresponding to however many regain items Ardyn and Fynn have received.)]
So. I realize you're really busy right now. But, we're in the Retrospec basement, and I found this.
[Attached is a picture of two post-it notes, and that is DEFINITELY Ardyn's address on both of them. They have separate numbers of hash marks on them (OOC: corresponding to however many regain items Ardyn and Fynn have received.)]
[The same day that Kath "wakes up" from whatever memory-fog she'd been in thanks to Retrospec, there's a sense of grim determination that fills her. Almost everybody she knows through the network is missing: Seto, of course, but also Jack and Davey, the boys from her memories that are simultaneously infuriating and yet impossible to get out of her mind entirely. Seto's secretary doesn't remember him, and none of them are searchable via any forms of social media... so obviously the only thing she can do is go back to the site where it all began: the Recollé Convention Center. Even though she's sure that it's been poured over in the past couple weeks by others, it's the only thing she can think to do, the only place to start.
So armed with the blade she'd taken from a paper guillotine in the convention center when this all started, Kath sets out from her place--easily enough at first, in her car, but as she gets closer she has to stop and get out and continue on foot.
Continuing on foot: not her best idea, honestly.
Hi, Fynn. There's a girl sneaking her way along the street, trying to keep from being noticed by the monsters that are still roaming around. Wanna give her a hand before she manages to aggro something?]
So armed with the blade she'd taken from a paper guillotine in the convention center when this all started, Kath sets out from her place--easily enough at first, in her car, but as she gets closer she has to stop and get out and continue on foot.
Continuing on foot: not her best idea, honestly.
Hi, Fynn. There's a girl sneaking her way along the street, trying to keep from being noticed by the monsters that are still roaming around. Wanna give her a hand before she manages to aggro something?]
[Fynn...you will get a package delivered to you from Hirata Fashion. You want to know what it is?
An exact copy of that space outfit you wore. Congrats, Jirou had his mom make it for you and it's now yours forever.
Also he'll get a voucher for a free spa date that covers the full works!
And that means that no price is too high!]
An exact copy of that space outfit you wore. Congrats, Jirou had his mom make it for you and it's now yours forever.
Also he'll get a voucher for a free spa date that covers the full works!
And that means that no price is too high!]
Edited 2017-08-26 06:08 (UTC)
9/3 misfire: okay, let's give you the joke, too, then
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said to just ask her out anyway, but it feels disingenuous now.
I don't know, what do YOU think?
I don't know, what do YOU think?
Edited 2017-09-04 03:09 (UTC)
don't mind who you're friend with but why is it always cops lately?
she's like 15 and my text to her reads "hey anya i need you to do me"
i've gotta say i like the idea
i've gotta say i like the idea
Remind me to never ask you for advice with a love poem, it'd be an instant mood-killer
Not that I'd write one anytime soon anyway.
Not that I'd write one anytime soon anyway.
I need to have a word with whoever's in charge of this. A word with my fists.
What the hell is that thing doing in my apartment.
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