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maskormenacelogs2015-05-26 11:52 pm
orangehoodie) wrote in maskormenacelogs2015-05-26 11:52 pm
semi-closed;
WHO: Ken + castmates/housemates and CR; planned threads
WHERE: Nonah#005, De Chima#001, and various places as needed
WHEN: May 19th to perhaps the 24th
WHAT: the aftermath of this and reconnecting with friends
WARNINGS: like last time, talks of death and suicide and shit
i: Nonah #005; (the prompt is for the 19th, but other days work too)
On the 18th, he left with a note on the refrigerator that he was sleeping over at a friend's with Koromaru and wouldn't be home that day. That, he thought, might keep his housemates from worrying when he didn't show up that night. But Ken ends up home anyway, much later into the night, with a certain blue-haired man in tow, and he curls into bed and falls asleep almost immediately then. When he wakes up, it's past noon and he has a headache but he's feeling oddly refreshed.
There are things he lied to his housemates about. There are things he wants to ask them, and clear up. He doesn't feel like putting on clothes so he just throws his jacket on over his pajamas and steps out of his room. It's a weekday, so he doesn't know who's going to be home, but he has plenty of time. Whenever he comes across someone who's at the house, he shuffles over to them, hesitating just once before mumbling: "Can I sit with you?"
ii: De Chima #001
After the talks at Nonah have been had, De Chima is his next stop. He isn't sure how far the news had spread, if it had at all, but he's sure he'll find out once he's there. It's daunting, but it's hardy the scariest thing he's dealt with at this point... right?
Lies. Facing his friends is the scariest part. Scarier than running off alone with a knife in his pocket and no idea where to go. He's absolutely terrified of confronting them, even if there's a voice in his head whispering that it really wouldn't be a confrontation. It doesn't help the nervous twisting in his gut, though, so he clutches the straps on his backpack as he enters the house.
And the nervousness is overwhelming. He can hardly handle it. It's to the point that the moment he runs into anybody at De Chima #001 and they so much as greet him, he jumps and lowers his head and immediately blurts out a hurried, "I'm sorry!" ... Sorry about that.
iii: a text message
And maybe you're not at either of those houses when he is and Ken still wants to see you, or he feels like going somewhere that's not the houses to talk with you. In such a case, there will be a text from Ken to you, short and to the point. He'd make it more specific, maybe explain more, but he ended up getting nervous and sending it off quickly so the actual message ends up saying nothing more than:
Can we meet up somewhere?
((ooc; I'll likely also make this a catch-all for Ken stuff during June, so if you'd like to do something with him, whether it's about the above stuff of anything else, feel free to shoot me a message at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
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WHERE: Nonah#005, De Chima#001, and various places as needed
WHEN: May 19th to perhaps the 24th
WHAT: the aftermath of this and reconnecting with friends
WARNINGS: like last time, talks of death and suicide and shit
i: Nonah #005; (the prompt is for the 19th, but other days work too)
On the 18th, he left with a note on the refrigerator that he was sleeping over at a friend's with Koromaru and wouldn't be home that day. That, he thought, might keep his housemates from worrying when he didn't show up that night. But Ken ends up home anyway, much later into the night, with a certain blue-haired man in tow, and he curls into bed and falls asleep almost immediately then. When he wakes up, it's past noon and he has a headache but he's feeling oddly refreshed.
There are things he lied to his housemates about. There are things he wants to ask them, and clear up. He doesn't feel like putting on clothes so he just throws his jacket on over his pajamas and steps out of his room. It's a weekday, so he doesn't know who's going to be home, but he has plenty of time. Whenever he comes across someone who's at the house, he shuffles over to them, hesitating just once before mumbling: "Can I sit with you?"
ii: De Chima #001
After the talks at Nonah have been had, De Chima is his next stop. He isn't sure how far the news had spread, if it had at all, but he's sure he'll find out once he's there. It's daunting, but it's hardy the scariest thing he's dealt with at this point... right?
Lies. Facing his friends is the scariest part. Scarier than running off alone with a knife in his pocket and no idea where to go. He's absolutely terrified of confronting them, even if there's a voice in his head whispering that it really wouldn't be a confrontation. It doesn't help the nervous twisting in his gut, though, so he clutches the straps on his backpack as he enters the house.
And the nervousness is overwhelming. He can hardly handle it. It's to the point that the moment he runs into anybody at De Chima #001 and they so much as greet him, he jumps and lowers his head and immediately blurts out a hurried, "I'm sorry!" ... Sorry about that.
iii: a text message
And maybe you're not at either of those houses when he is and Ken still wants to see you, or he feels like going somewhere that's not the houses to talk with you. In such a case, there will be a text from Ken to you, short and to the point. He'd make it more specific, maybe explain more, but he ended up getting nervous and sending it off quickly so the actual message ends up saying nothing more than:
Can we meet up somewhere?
((ooc; I'll likely also make this a catch-all for Ken stuff during June, so if you'd like to do something with him, whether it's about the above stuff of anything else, feel free to shoot me a message at
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"Sorry to hear that."
Trite words, but they're sincere -- honest sympathies. Bull can't really relate, but hey. It's never easy to lose someone close to you.
His head tilts, staring down at the kid. "And what did you do, then? Kill them?"
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"I was gonna. I mean, it was revenge, but I also thought that was supposed to be the right thing. Nobody arrested him so I thought I had to do it. Justice, or something." He clasps his hands together in his lap, twiddling his fingers. He takes a breath. "He died in the end, but it wasn't because I killed him. Someone else showed up, someone who was our enemy, and when the guy tried to kill me he took the shot and died, protecting me.
"He... I got to live with him for a couple months, you know? Before it all happened. And the more I think about it now, the more I look back on it, he was always a good person. Rude and he complained a lot, but a good person. I wish I saw it sooner."
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Any of it. And he really can't. When people screw him over, there generally isn't a chance to make up for it. That's... that. Nothing more. He has no idea how it would feel to figure out someone he thought was double-crossing him... wasn't half bad.
And for a kid to go through it?
Damn. This one's stronger than he's ever seemed.
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And it turned out that he had friends. Lots of friends. People who told Ken repeatedly how good of a person he was, and Ken voiced his agreement because he found it to be true. And some people knew and they still accepted him, and that was the hardest part.
"It felt wrong like I was intruding on the life he got here, whenever I was around. And I always felt, if you do something bad, you have to pay for it, no matter what the reason. So, um." Here, he pauses, and here he breaks his posture so that he sinks a little further into the cushions, drawing his feet up. "Monday. When I came home at night. I... tried to pay for it."
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This is all sort of a shocker. Bull's poker-face is pretty good, thankfully, so that feeling doesn't cross his face. He just listens.
"You tried to pay for it... how?"
The question comes out wary. There are edges to the words, concern buried in the center. He doesn't want to feel nervous. But kids...
Kids are an Issue where he's concerned.
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Simple, to the point, no minced words and no fanfare or anything about it. He did what he did and he didn't go through with it, and now he's here. And Jaime said that if he was feeling the need to talk to someone, he should. And there was something he wanted to ask Bull, anyway. After he builds up the courage to ask.
"... It probably wouldn't have made much difference, in the way I was concerned. Apparently, 'being brought back from the dead' applies to people who die here, too. So I would've come back."