We close our eyes and the world has turned around again

[rassera]

WHO: Nonah #005, the people they associate with (YOU!)
WHERE: Nonah 05 and surrounding area
WHEN: All throughout May!
WHAT: General Catch all for the Month of May
WARNINGS: Tetsuo. The Iron Bull. Ken at times. The Air Gears are still there. HAZEL. Mark threads accordingly!

Links to specific starters will be below! If you want to thread anything out with a specific character, feel free to do it there!

TOP LEVELS:
KANEDA - TETSUO - HAZEL - KOMASAN

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Kaneda

[rassera]

[All interactions with Kaneda will be here! If you want to plot something out with me, feel free to hit me up at rceus!]

Maya, May 5th, 12:30

[rassera]

[Continued from here!]

[With Maya's blessing, Kaneda's hands return to the handlebars, twisting them back with one flick of his wrist as green electricity overtakes the motorcycle's front wheel and propels them forward. He wasn't ever worried about her falling off--he knew from the moment she sat down that she'd be okay on it. She'd ridden countless times with him by now, and...well.


You knew your bike when it was a part of you.


It really DOESN'T take all that long to get there. With Kaneda's driving as haphazard as it is, and maybe running a few red lights to shave off a few minutes, he swerves in and out of lazy, late night traffic, tail lights like a kite tail leaving only a ghost of they once were. After a few blocks, and a few intersections, he banks a right, turning into a shopping center that...

Well. It's the one they always go to, the lettering now lit up as moths flocked to it as if in some weird trance. One of the letters might be busted, leaving it to say 'Art', instead of 'Mart', but it's got it's own little charm to it as well. Lampposts litter the parking lot, and a few (but not many) cars are parked there, probably to do some late night shopping. Or early morning shopping, I guess.

Kaneda slows his bike down to a little glide, letting the momentum carry them right up to the sidewalk before his feet slam onto the blacktop, skidding it to a complete stop.]


I present to you.....The Store.

[His hand shoots out, gesturing to the sign as if he were presenting a piece of art at a museum.]

1/3

[missleadingquestions]

[Hell yeah Maya's okay with it by now. Rather, every experience she gets as a passenger on this cool ass bike is a thrill for her, one that makes her grin behind his back and hold onto him tighter. Not out of fear. Never out of fear. Not when it's with Kaneda, not when she can breathe in the scent of strawberry shampoo and laundry and dumb teenage boy just by leaning closer, or---

Or realise she's paying far too much attention to him instead of the road around them and loosen her grip a little. Weird.

As the bike begins to slow she looks around again and sure enough, the store they're in front of is lit up like a lighthouse in the dark.]

[missleadingquestions]

[She looks up at the store's sign and--]

Huh. You're right.

[missleadingquestions]

Must be a new record for you, huh?

SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE OF MAY IDK

[hypnotherapy]

[ He still trains, even though technically he doesn't have much of a job any more. The Red Branch is more like something he's upkeeping out of respect to its former owner, more than anything else; he enjoys the cooking, and with his experience he can handle running things just fine (even though the waitstaff have changed from humans to viruses, mostly. Though some natives enjoy the novelty of working with them, and he's grown quite fond of his honorary employees).

He trains, sometimes by himself, sometimes with the regulars, and sometimes he just...goes and finds people to fight with.

This is one of those times, and the reason he's fighting in an empty parking lot in the evening. He's not exactly unscathed - nothing without risk, and he's allowed for sharper weapons on their part while he only has a wooden staff on his part. But it's a friendly bout, all the same.

After a few minutes where he holds his own successfully and manages, in the heat of being attacked by like three people at once, to point out a few corrections, they stop for a break. Leaning against the fence to catch his breath, he looks out at the sidewalk and raises a hand in greeting when he spots Kaneda. ]

[rassera]

[He'd just been coming home from the ever-changing location of Maurtia Falls' underground fight club, having just gotten in some training to keep himself from going too rusty. He had more than enough money to hold him for awhile, and he didn't want to overdo it some nights, so he was still burning off excess energy by the time he's heading home.

The Red Branch didn't stand out too much among the Maurtia Falls eating establishments, at least not to Kaneda. He couldn't really read the English just yet, and he tended not to stay too long in Maurtia Falls if he didn't have to.


But the sounds of a scuffle in the parking lot and Magicman's voice is enough to catch his attention, brows raised as he makes a right from the sidewalk he'd been strolling down, hands stuffed in his pockets.]


You do this often?


[His smile can't be contained, looking at all of the people sitting down for a break.]

May 2nd, text

[iamtetsuo]

hey you doing anything

come over to the arcade

something you gotta see

[rassera]

nothing really

dalish ate the toast i dropped



did you break a window

May 9; afternoon

[amadaman]

[Ken is still quiet while he walks next to Kaneda, hands grasping the straps of his backpack, eyes on the ground as his feet skid across the ground with each step. Dipper's return was followed by Mother's Day, which means Ken isn't extremely cheerful, but he's the one who came up to Kaneda today and invited him out. There's somewhere he wants to take him. He hasn't said what, though.

He waits until they're out of the neighborhood and out of earshot of the others before he speaks up.]

... I'm sorry I cried, on Thursday.

[rassera]

[It wasn't his proudest moment, either. Kaneda remembers seeing the tears in Ken's eyes, and then fatigue had gotten the better of him, causing them both to break down into tears. Funny in hindsight, he admits, but definitely not his proudest. Honestly, he was willing to put most of it behind him (and never make rice into a fish shape ever again, he sure learned his lesson on that one).

But Ken's invitation out didn't hint at that until they were walking, Kaneda's jacket slung around his shoulders but without using the sleeves, much like a tall delinquent from Inaba. It was too hot to wear it completely, but also not so much that he could go without it.


His eyes cast over, watching Ken kick some of the pebbles on the blacktop as he walks.]

Heh, of all the things I could've made....

[He smiles, at least, head tilting up.]

May 11, ass-o'-clock in the night/morning

[missleadingquestions]

{It's not cold at all in Nonah, North Carolina anymore.

This is something pretty much everyone in N5 should be aware of-- not because they have the capacity to feel the heat itself, no, but because Maya Fey has stopped whining about the cold.

Tonight the streets are quiet, and the hum of cars across the road is rare at worst and nonexistent at best. The night air under Maya's fingers is cooler than the day, but still comfortable, and the smell of the grass and trees surrounds her like a familiar friend.

As she stands outside in the back yard, leaning against the brick and looking up at the distant street lights and vague glimmers of stars, she can't help but hear the sound of wind moving through Kurain's trees instead. The night feels so comforting, like home-- which is why if Kaneda goes downstairs for their usual 'chance meeting' over tea, he won't find her in the kitchen. The back door, at least, is ajar.]

[rassera]

[It's become something of a joke for Kaneda to announce too--that the lack of whining must mean that summer is officially on its way. Not that he's lacking in the excitement, either. Nights were quiet aside from the occasional late traffic, and quiet was something this house didn't seem to have much of in the last few months. He didn't mind it, but...it was generously appreciated whenever it happened.


Like right now, as he goes down the stairs to make tea like he always did. Warm spring/summer air filters through the kitchen, the smell of grass and trees wafting through. It's enough to make him want to stretch, arms thrust about him to loosen up tired joints.


Maya wasn't here, though--not entirely. The kitchen was silent, with no kettle boiling water, and no tea set out like usual.


The back door was open, though, the light from the streetlamps illuminating it as he walks closer, wondering if she'd wandered a little.]

Mayoi?

A THOUSAND YEARS LATER; not nonah5 but it's better for talks like this

[lasthugs]

[It's one of those days when Kaneda's over at the Café. It's a slow time of day for the store, which is usually when she takes him aside to one corner of the café to show him tips and tricks, answer any questions, share recipes and ingredients. Today is such a day at such a time, while she shows him the delicate art of decorating cookies with icing, that she goes,]

So what's on your mind lately?

[rassera]

[For once, Kaneda's only partially paying attention. Sure, he wanted to learn--there's no doubt that Kaneda loves cooking, but a she's putting on that icing, his brain seems to be somewhere else, helping out by passing over spatulas and tools when prompted, but otherwise just off in his own world.

It's not until Cass speaks up that he answers, jolting back down to Earth.]

Huh?


Oh...uh... n-nothing.


[Something.]

Tetsuo

[iamtetsuo]

[Catch all for Tetsuo for the month! Hit me up on crobatman to plot things out with me or throw something here.]

May 3rd, Morning

[rassera]

Tetsuo.

[Kaneda had managed to catch Tetsuo when he meandered into the kitchen, wiping his hands off with a towel. He actually had a reason to speak with him right now--something very important.

It'd been on his mind the past month, and with Tetsuo now back to who he was and with FanPort over with...there was no reason to stall on this anymore.


He just hopes it goes over as well as he hopes. Which is to say, not well. Something like this won't ever go over well. But he can shield the blow with food, hopefully. The rice cooker is out, and he's got seaweed ready to make onigiri.]


We need to talk about something.


[Someone.]

[iamtetsuo]

Hm?

[It's a little too early for Tetsuo, wandering in a little blearily, but sometimes it's hard to keep sleeping without his heater of a brother there. Even so, he doesn't miss the weight to those words, sinking in his stomach.

He racks his brain, hard. What about? They haven't really had anything HAPPEN lately. Pan's out, but painfully enough Tetsuo hasn't gone out after him. Not yet. He's been mostly keeping to his own lack of devices in general. They already had the talk about Maya, so... hm. He can't guess ahead to what it is, so he jumps to clearly the correct and mature answer.]

I didn't do anything.

[There, crisis solved right.]

WHATEVER DAY IN CONVENIENT

[burnmetwice]

[So today there is a bird sprawled across the kitchen floor. He has his head resting on one of those enormous bags of white rice (sealed), elevating it to an angle to he can screw around with his phone while his leg rests (elevated by an upside-down pot) until a towel-wrapped back of ice. There's the tell-tale crunch of the ice maker making more.]

Hazel "why is she still here" Lockwood

[deadtective]

[THE BIG WARNING TAG HERSELF. any interactions with Hazel at N5 for the month go here! if you want to plot or for me to write a big dumb starter let me know.]

Komasan

[monge]

[Talk to me over at gesomon if you need anything specific!]

THE IRON BULL | catch all for May

[rideme]

[Anything you want to do with the Iron Bull, hit me up. Or you know plurk at me @redfirelight]

whenever bull lets him come see the fish

[fourscores]

[Fish dragons. Not something he'd ever heard of before, but he did admit he was curious. This world did not have many of the creatures of Runeterra, so it was likely it had creatures not known to his home.

And of course there was Bull. The one person here he'd taken a proper liking to, his look was different. He stood out. It would be perfect for a performance, yet that was something he couldn't do. Not if those imPorted did not stay dead. Until there was a way around it he'd simply keep himself close to Bull. A muse of sorts. Though he did need to be careful. Keep himself in check, he hadn't been in this world long enough to start any performances.

Friends with Bull would have to do for now. Using him as a muse could come later.

With that ever polite smile of his spread across his face, he knocks on the door.]

[burnmetwice]

[It's just been one of those month's for Kazu. Always one less plate at the dinner table, having to kick Ikki out of his bed every night (and losing), making plans with one of the other members of N5 just to have them forget to show up...

And now, he's just come down to the basement to find his designated shelf cleaned out.]

I STILL LIVE HERE YOU ASSHOLES! What the hell did you do with my stuff?!

[violentmotion]

Eh... oh those. The pawn wouldn't take em.

[THAT'S NOT OKAY IKKI.]

Under the bed somewhere...