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WHO: Ritsu Kageyama and people who are probably nicer than him
WHERE: All around the city
WHEN: Throughout July
WHAT: Frustrated teen wants answers, does silly things for it; July catch-all, you know the drill!
WARNINGS: None for now!

[ My plotting post for bingo help is over here! ]

i. At least they're not grayberries

[ On the university school grounds of Apprassage, Ritsu mans a respectably built stand of questionable legality. He's fairly certain he can get away with it even with age alone, his professor guardian may have lost his memories of Retrospec, but was supportive in Ritsu's inexplicable one-day business venture. ]

Blueberry juice.
Freshly squeezed.
We have ice.

[ Now that sure is a passionate sales voice, yessir. Also before anyone asks, it's a Royal We. ]

ii. The hero nobody deserves

[ Some kid in a mask stands... uhh. Not that tall. Not that proudly. Maintaining a cross-armed pose lacking in passion. But the summer wind blows, and his cape dramatically flutters. He really hated he got a task like this in summer. He'd hate it all other seasons too but now the weather would be against him as well. Should've checked the forecast, should've picked another day. Wished he had money for sunglasses instead of goggles.

... Should concede and open up that umbrella, now before he gets sunburn. And maybe the shade would make him slightly harder to recognize. Ah, who was he kidding. He looks like some lost kid who wanted to celebrate Halloween a full couple months early. ]

Hey, you.

[ There's a point now, sorry if you were trying to ignore him. ]

Tell me, what do superheroes do?

iii. Maybe impossible

"Flash mob"...

[ Echoing the text on the square as he's seated at Tribunal Terrace, there's a frown on Ritsu's face even more intense than his usual one. He goes ahead and watches a video, shaking his head in defiance after a couple seconds. He's seated outside so the lack of earphones shouldn't bother too many people, but some might've still heard a pop song or Broadway that they knew. ]

No way. Definitely no way. A musical isn't any better. I can't do this kind of thing even with a team. Did anyone else get this kind of assignment? There's no role I can fit.

[ Could always be Robert during Enchanted, does that count Ritsu? Watching on, his will seems to be wilting, and his brows remain furrowed. ]

... Is this supposed to be music?

[ Well, even if you can't help him with such a monumental task, you can still take those as fighting words. ]

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... I see... so those kinds of recollections happen too. I don't think I've seen anyone I knew in Retrospec in my personal life, aside from my big brother, and I haven't seen him for a couple years.

What this could mean...

[ Time to be cheekier and tumble a gentle roll of crumpled paper outside its trashcan forward. You... don't you dare. ]

Say, shrines are spiritual in nature, right? [ More rhetorical than an actual question. ] Were there ghosts?

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( eyebrow furrowing. )

A few years? I'm sorry to hear it. ( then a pause. ) I think the only person I remember is this guy. He seems to remember me too. Retrospec even delivered like. . . an item from him too? The memory version of him, that is.

I dunno what it all means yet, but I really wanna know.

( turning his attention to. . . whatever it is that ritsu is doing. throwing paper?

but he nods. shrines are pretty much as spiritual as you get. )

I don't think so, but it's a short memory. Who knows?

Yeah, Retrospec's... being very slow about answers. Seems like they want us to figure it out for ourselves, while being helpful in only the smallest capacity.

[ Ritsu would be lying if hearing "running away" didn't make him feel something, in his chest. But he shouldn't be a baby over such a common phrase. Yukine's expression turns to the paper, alarming Ritsu. This ghost was being really persistent...! Don't do something weird now. ]

Most of the memories I've had are short too. [ Gently, the paper picks itself up away from his grip, and rolls up his arm for a second. ] I guess it's just how the rules work-- And you, cut that out.

[ Tossing the crumbled paper back into the trashcan behind him, it decides to then shake in displeasure, and inexplicably tumbles all the way down with an unceremonious clang. Ugh. ]

What are you, a kid...?

[ He's not addressing Yukine, though. ]

I'm not even sure if they want us to figure it out ourselves. Almost seems like they don't really care too much what we do and just enjoy poking fun at else.

( which is true. everything is so goddamn weird all the time that he kind of figures that it's some kind of large scale prank because fuck them, right? how dare they just try to live their lives like normal.

but then the new guy is doing something weird. what's he throwing paper for? )

You okay?

Um, I just asked you about spiritual things, right?

[ Ritsu's not sure Yukine's gonna believe him. Maybe it doesn't matter all that much. The goal was to share with a stranger, not make new friends. ]

Somebody's trying to intrude our conversation.

[ ... AWKWARD SILENCE... ] You can't see them, can you?

Oh, uh, I guess? Yea?

( not that he knows what that's got to do with anything. at least not until ritsu continues. an eyebrow quirks as he looks over him, wondering if he's just messing around or not.

well.

okay. sure, why not? wasn't some guy telling him that he could fly recently? why not this too? )

No. But you can? Or do you just feel them?

Oh, both. And converse too, though their vocabulary seems to get limited by passing onto the next life. They get... excited seeing people who can see them.

This one really wants to play.

[ But Ritsu doesn't. Already at a crossroads. ]

I've never really been a "playing outside" type.

( there's a considerable pause as he takes that in. it doesn't seem too outlandish. at least, not if you're willing to be accepting of the whole "seeing ghosts" thing. )

Sounds fair. I'd be pretty excited if I were dead and someone could still see me, you know?

( he glances towards where ritsu is looking. )

Were you the furiously studying indoors type? ( a beat. ) I couldn't, uh, do anything for them, could I? Does it work like that?

Pretty much.

[ He's not ashamed of it either. ]

I don't know if playing ball with an invisible being would be very... fun for you.

[ Assuming from the specter's wispy dribbling gestures: ] Basketball okay?

( he thinks about it for a second before shrugging. )

I could give it a try? Might be less weird for you if I help instead of just staring at you?

( but mostly he just wants to see if this is real. feels a little 50/50. )

... Stop it, I don't like that face you're making, you already have an unfair advantage so don't cheat.

[ He huffs at the ghost, or well, air in some general direction Yukine's eyes. Then turns to him. ]

Oh, um. What should I call you, by the way? I'm Ritsu Kageyama.

Don't bully him.

( there's a quiet laugh at that. it's so wild to see ritsu get fussy with the thin air. )

Oh. Nice to meet you. My name's Yukine Matsuoka.

[ Well that was decidedly one-sided, though Yukine (and Ritsu yelling directions at him) made good effort and even got the ball a few times. With a wave goodbye to the ghost as it headed off elsewhere, Ritsu turns to Yukine with a bemused smile. ]

... He said he had a lot of fun, but can I say the same for you, Yukine-san?

[ headtilt ] So how do you feel, now knowing ghosts do exist?

Actually, yea. It was pretty cool. You've got an impressive talent.

( a pause. )

This is gonna sound weird, okay, but. . . relieved? Don't get me wrong! I've always kind of thought but it's reassuring to know that all the stories about ghosts aren't just bullshit? It's a little scary too, but mostly good?

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gently handwaves over the game bc i suck at action

that's more than fine! haha