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[reaquila]

WHO: Nanashi and friends
WHERE: Inside the city, going around places
WHEN: 4/7
WHAT: He's dealing with the loss of his humanity and turning undead.
WARNINGS: Mentions of death and dying all over this post. Usual Megaten warnings apply.



1. In the streets

[If you're the type of person who hangs around the streets of Recolle at night, you may find Nanashi all by himself. He mumbles nonsensical phrases and sometimes shouts loudly. It's almost disruptive, but he really doesn't care about that. Nanashi can sense the presence of spirits more strongly than before. Honestly, it's both pissing him off and tripping him out. ]

Would you stop that already? You've been at it for hours.... [Why were there so many things he couldn't see before? Why is retrospec doing this to him? Nanashi shakes his head in disbelief. ]

What is so fun about dancing without a shirt on? Oh my god. I regret everything, I'm sorry I've sinned in my past life.

Now stop haunting me. Take this as an offering.

[Nanashi passes your character two silver coins for good luck!! Are you going to take it or not?]

[For characters who've known Nanashi from before: you'd notice his eyes are green instead of brown like in his icons. ]

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2. In the forest

["This gun is fake". It's an excuse he's used many times before. and he's gotten away with owning a pistol so far. Nanashi feels like trying it out in the open. He's right outside the city borders with a demon and a pistol. Surely, nothing will go wrong. Just leave a 15yold with guns. This is fine.

Tin cans are lined up all in a row and he's using them for target practice. He hasn't missed anything yet. They all have noticeable dents and holes in them. Nanashi's reaction times are a bit slow however. It's taking him such a long time reload every shot. His hands feel numb and it's hard for him to move in general. Eventually he puts everything down and tries to rest. Take a breather.

You can either find him:

a. shooting things and reloading bullets in realtime
b. taking it easy chilling with a demonic bird. or
c. wild card me because these aren't terribly interesting. ]

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3. Anywhere inside the city

[Nanashi awkwardly stumbles and can't seem to hold his ground. Being undead is exhausting. At this rate he may never pull himself together again. He decides that he'll give up and stop moving for a while. This is the worst!!!

If you're unlucky he'll crash right into you. Surprise.

Otherwise, he can be found taking a nap on a bench somewhere. Let the kid rest....or wake him up rudely. That works too. He did run away from home without warning. Nanashi looks like a disaster. ]

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[Inside Jouhei's place: Closed - Jouhei, Shinn. ]

[Nanashi spent most of his day normally. He's staying at Jouhei's place for various reasons. They had dinner and now he was planning on sitting next to the sofa. The next thing he does is open up a history book. It's not like Nanashi knows what he wants to be when he grows up yet. He just entered highschool and adjusting to the new content is hard. He still tries to put effort into learning it though. Getting a good job is important to him and everything.

After sometime he falls asleep on the sofa. School can be draining. He shifts to the side awkwardly.

A few minutes later he rolls over and drops to the floor. Of course this causes him to wake up in surprise. All the energy in his body suddenly disappeared. That's not the weird part. Suddenly his senses seem off somehow.
His body doesn't feel like his own. The world feels like a colder place too. Nanashi can't get off the floor even if he puts all his effort into it.

So instead he screams very loudly. Jouhei would have heard that. He's banking on his cousin to be around. Help? Jouheiiiii.

Nanashi thinks he's going to die for real.

Did he eat something weird for dinner that day? Nope.
Did some thug sucker punch him on the way home from school? Not at all. He's been staying out of fights for the most part.

The fact that all of this is happening is very surreal. Screaming for help is tiring so he may just go fall asleep again.

Jouhei can slap this kid awake or something. ]

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Comments

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Curry would be awesome! I'm down.

[He's mentally five when it comes to food. The answer is always yes.]

We ate a lot of food at your birthday party. It seems like a long time ago even though it just happened last week. Do you feel any older?

[Time passes by more slowly when you're stressed out. A week feels like an eternity.]

[maskreant]

[ For a five year-old, Nanashi has good tastes. Akira smiles at that and picks himself up onto his feet now, stretching his arms over his head even though he was only on the bed for a short time. ]

No, I still feel twelve.

[ It's time to sneak out, so Akira opens the door again so they can leave the room... Only to find some bright blue eyes in the darkness. Watching. Waiting. You locked me out. ]

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Seriously?!

[Akira's pretty mature who feels mentally twelve!! How could you lock your friend out! Nanashi lets out a brief sigh.]

You've got more company, Akira. Did you forget that he was waiting outside?

[Most likely? Yes. ]

[maskreant]

[ Morrigan huffs before toddling over to them and rubbing against Akira's ankles, meowing because it's very much past his bedtime. He should be in BED. He does, however, ignore it as he leads Nanashi to the kitchen. ]

He's usually not this clingy... Only recently.

[ The cat will stare at Nanashi, too, before approaching him. He must sniff you properly. ]

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[That's not going to be a fun smell for the cat. Nanashi wreaks of death and he knows that. This is pretty sketchy. ]

Maybe he's restless because there's a stranger in the house. Should I introduce myself to him?

[He's standing in place until the cat finishes their business. Hello kitty , meet zombie child. ]

[maskreant]

[ Morrigan sniffs Nanashi, noticing the smell of death... But he's rather used to it? It doesn't scare the cat off and he stays close, still inspecting the manchild. ]

Yeah, sure. He's pretty smart, so I want to say he'll understand you—only in English or Japanese, though.

[ While you do that, Akira is rummaging through their fridge. ]

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Hey, little guy. My name's Nanashi and it's nice to meet you! I hope we can be friends!

[Nanashi's trying to play with the cat a bit. He checks over his shoulder to see what Akira's up to.]

You're right. He's so smart and well behaved.

[maskreant]

[ Morrigan doesn't instantly play, but he does get into it when he feels that Nanashi is taunting him far too much. He must show you your place, corpse!! Akira is heating up the curry so that they can chow down, but is pressing the buttons lightly as if it would stifle the beeping sounds.

They don't.

But it's the thought that counts. ]

Well behaved. [ He says that in a dry tone as he takes the hot curry out, letting the aroma waft throughout the kitchen. ] Were you around when he stole everyone's underwear and socks?

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I don't think I was around for that. Did he just feel like making a collection of undergarments?

[His expression turns into a dead pan one.]

Sometimes...I don't understand cats.

[Nanashi is being honest as usual. Sorry Morrigan. He doesn't get you.]

[maskreant]

I was sick for a bit, so I think he wanted to get me presents...

[ Which... Means underwear and socks? He doesn't know, but he ushers Nanashi to come over so they can get their servings of food. Morrigan decides to hop onto the table and rest there, too. ]

Cats aren't meant to be understood.

[ #truth ]

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At least he means well?

[Nanashi shakes his head and puts the cat down. He knows your crimes now, Morrigan. ]

Just keep him out of everyone's underwear and it'll be okay.

[ He wonders if Akira had to go and return everyone's lost garments... That would have been awkward. He's not gonna ask about details. ]

[maskreant]

Better than dead birds and mice.

[ He pours the curry over the bowls of rice. Morrigan is too full to meow for a bite, so he just lazes around. It's still hot, but he slides it to Nanashi. Eat up, zombie boy. ]

He hasn't done it ever since, so I think I'm going to be fine... I just hope no other cat follows his example.

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They better not. [Behave kitty. They don't need another underwear episode. Nanashi washes his hands before eating up. ]

That smells delicious. [Time to dig in!! It's food time! YEAHH!!]

I'm so happy that I can still eat. We can keep sharing meals like this.

[maskreant]

Yeah, it's the best thing, really.

[ He eats some of his curry, enjoying the spices and the warmth filling his body. It's really good at this time of day (ungodly hour) since it's chilly... ]

You would be able to eat with your cousin, too.

[ Which you will return to. Eventually. Akira knows. ]

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That would be nice. I don't want anything to change just because I'm different now.

[He still wants to have a good time!! The curry is good, but he seems a little depressed. ]

Do you think my friends would accept me the way you did? It's hard to gain trust once it's been broken...

[Seems like Akira was fine with befriending a literal zombie. Nanashi isn't sure how other people might react to it. They might take it badly. ]

[maskreant]

[ They’re having curry at some random hour in the night... What’s there to be depressed about? But then the topic does spring up. Quiet and contemplative, Akira fries to piece together an answer—something that isn’t a total lie, not even a white lie. He has to be honest. Picking at his food now, he starts. ]

I don’t know if they will... But if they don’t, maybe they weren’t your friends to begin with.

[ That’s the harsh reality of it, but he wouldn’t want Nanashi being with those kinds of people anyway. ]

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Good point. A real friend would stick with you no matter what.

[He silently eats his curry while pondering on what Akira said.]

Maybe I should only tell people I can trust. Just for now.

[Akira's honesty is something that Nanashi appreciates. He's able to think about this situation from an objective point of view. Not everyone's so nice and agreeable. ]

[maskreant]

[ Well, he's glad that went well! Some people don't always take that line with grace because they seek validation and comfort from the masses. They even seek it in acquaintances and Akira can't blame anyone for wanting to have it easy in life. He continues to eat his curry... ]

... Pick them wisely, Nanashi. You might hurt some feelings along the way.

[ In hindsight, it's funny that Nanashi ends up telling Elliot, right? ]

Have you ever tried coffee with curry?

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[He's got reasons for wanting to tell Elliot. It would be kind of awkward if they went outside together and he just collapsed without warning. That was more like a heads up. Elliot seems trustworthy so it's fine!! Nanashi tilts his head slightly. ]

Eh? No, I haven't. Is it any good?

[He's never tried that combination before. ]

[maskreant]

I can't answer. You have to give it a try yourself.

[ There's a small smile on his face as he starts brewing some. Of course he isn't going to drink some this late at night, but it's fine to usher a high schooler into some bad life choices. ]

Would the caffeine even work on you?

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I'll find out in a moment. [Nanashi's blood might not be circulating properly. He is technically dead after all. It'll still taste good even if caffeine won't work? There's always that.]

Geez, I've never had coffee so late before. Are you going to have any?

[Akira....are you planning on staying up?]

[maskreant]

[ Oh. He was hoping Nanashi wouldn't drag him into this. As much as he does like coffee, he isn't ready to stay up tonight. His cat will annoy the hell out of him and he won't have anything to do except deliriously talk to Yusuke or text someone at this ungodly hour.

Stroking his chin, he looks concerned. ]

I think my boyfriend would kill me.

[ For spamming the shit out of his phone with dumb stuff because he can't sleep. ]

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What's he going to do? Beat you on the head with a stick?

[Don't join the dead people club, Akira. ]

Guess you're passing on coffee then. I don't want you to get in trouble.

[maskreant]

... More like he would take his love and affection hostage from me.

[ There's a weary sigh from him as he runs his fingers through his own hair, remembering some dark times in November. Okay, it was just suspicious and ended up being frustrating.

When the coffee is ready, he places the warm mug close to Nanashi. Here, child. ]

It's cruel.

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[He'll wait for the coffee to simmer down.]

Wow, that is cruel.

[A few minutes pass by and Nanashi decides to take a sip.]

Coffee still tastes great even when you're dead. Not sure if caffeine's going to work.