ITP: A questing we will go~

[little_miss_snarker]

Characters: Kyonko and
Date: 10/30
Format: Whichever
Content Warnings: None at the moment.
Summary: Haruki drags Kyonko onto this quest

'Ever felt like you're being.... watched? As cliche as that line is that's what I can't help feeling almost twenty-four-seven since these balls of light came into play. Oh sure, it's easy to think you have an annoying fairy following you around but the dead silence is what tips me of to what that Yakisha woman said they're really for: surveillance. These people who brought us here now think it was us Outsiders who were involved with the attack.

I honestly thought they would have known the attack would happen after we told the officials what happened with Id’rakras and her mother's agreement with the former Speaker. We told them everything we knew. Or, at least, Haruki did.

Didn't he?'

With this thought in mind, Kyon swept out the front of the Mudcap, grateful her cleaning duty for the day was only that and not trying to put fresh water in the "moist" section of the coffee shop for its Huglu patrons. The time since the attack had been rough, with Kyonko going quiet whenever she saw the damage to the buildings and how people were still trying to find loved ones. Many natives had been displaced and she had no idea what that would mean in the long run. Space in the cave system wasn't exactly a commodity and--

--and she stopped that train of thought where it started. It had nothing to do with her. Kyon just had to keep her head down, stay out of trouble, and look for Haruki, right? That's all. She shouldn't start worrying about the people here, even if she'd helped people evacuate.

Even if she's pretty sure she's starting to care. The ball of light following her got on her nerves, made her anxious. Even if Yakisha said no one was watching she constantly got the feeling she was and often tried to cover it with a blanket while she changed clothes or bathed. Except the blanket always slid off and she'd find herself paranoid about if someone on the other end of the ball saw something, anything, at all.

Her shoulders hunched at that thought and she glanced over her shoulder at it before continuing her sweeping in double time. Just five more minutes left of her shift, then she could make some kind of attempt at avoiding this thing again.

Comments

[deusexhormones]

Of course she's corrupt, just look at the circumstances! What sort of woman like that isn't corrupt? It's just if she's Yakuza-corrupt or Russian mob-corrupt.

[little_miss_snarker]

[She gives him an incredulous look.]

There's a difference?

[deusexhormones]

And you call yourself Japanese? Of course there is! A 100% universal and understandable difference! Yakuza are corrupt and violent and dangerous, but they're honorable people who protect their regions from other, more insidious corruption. They're protectors for the common citizens, obviously! The Russian mob are against the common man.

[little_miss_snarker]

I know about the Yakuza. I don't know a thing about the Russian mob. But if they're like that I guess they must be like the Italian mob.

'Or whatever kind of mob it was in the Godfather.'

[deusexhormones]

Exactly, except worse. The Italian mob's at least got family, Russians are just... Russians, you know.

[little_miss_snarker]

No. I don't know.

[deusexhormones]

You know, Russians. Cold country, cold heart?

[little_miss_snarker]

Isn't the phrase "warm hands, cold heart"?

[deusexhormones]

Whatever, the point is that they're comparatively heartless. [And he huffs, crossing his arms before he stops at a corner and checks the street names. Hmmm.]

[little_miss_snarker]

'Heartless seems about the right given how shady this whole thing seems. I just really want to know if Tinkerbell here is just to see where we are or if it's actually watching us.'

I think we're supposed to take a left.

[deusexhormones]

How would you know that?

[He slips out of the Japanese on accident, looking again at his map. Had she researched this quest before?]

[little_miss_snarker]

[And she slips out since she's not really thinking about it. She usually just copies whatever language Haruki is speaking at the time.]

I've been reading the Quest Board lately. 'In hopes of finding something simple to do for the sake of having something to do.'

And I do errands for Mr. Devereaux, too. New girl is the gofer and all that. So I know the area pretty well.

[deusexhormones]

Oh, that makes sense. Fine, you lead.

[And he goes to fold up the map now]