Voice/Action C-c-c-combo! A Chill Day.

[almightiness]

VOICE. USERNAME: T.YAGI

Oh -- here we go --

[Some mild shuffling, sorry! Getting used to how everything runs here. He clears his throat]

Hello, nice to meet everyone here; my name is Toshinori Yagi, but most just refer to me as Yagi. I'm not that used to being unfamiliar of the community I'm in, so -- if you'd be willing, I'd love to know what sort of establishments or sights you have to visit around Riverview. Something to keep me occupied, and all; I just can't help but stay in motion and familiarize myself with everything.

I guess I can consider this a vacation from my usual... busybody work. For now.

ACTION. | HOSPITAL

[Firstly, he needs to get his medical junk in order. He's not fond of how reliant he is on doctor trips he's been the last five years of his life, but things change -- self-care, albeit shoddy, is a good priority to have. He supposes he'll lie about how he got his old injury, or... maybe he can find a doctor he trusts with the truth. Recovery Girl had been such a relief to have around, and he misses her already. That said -- office visit is a-go, and waiting rooms are not uncommon to him anymore.

Reason for visit? Blood tests to monitor his levels of -- well, everything.

When he leaves, he pit stops to the pharmacy for the usual -- injections, chewable vitamins, iron supplements. By the time he's heaving out, he's got a hefty paper back with the cute little Rx in rolling letters on the front.]

ACTION. | PARK

[... Toshinori jogs. He's got a little track suit -- er, a long track suit for a long fellow -- and he's just casually jogging. He doesn't last particularly long, and he finds himself sitting to rest nearby, where all the boys and girls are currently clustered to play on the equipment. It's pretty nice here, all things considered; he'll rest up, keep a watchful eye out for any danger. Some of these kids are out on their own, after all! They could use the neighborhood watch.

It always pays to be observant.

One of the young boys rush over to him, eyes wide and curious. He's got a sort of apprehensive aura about him, a ball under his arm and a preparedness to bolt if things go sour. Plucking his fingers from his mouth (you're way too old for that, my boy), he says firmly:

"You look like a ghooooul!"




Toshinori nearly falls off the bench, sputtering blood.

A GHOUL!?

]

Comments

[ park ]

[supersweet]

[ Oh geez. Jon comes up to him, Annora close behind on a leash. She still can't fly, mostly tags along with a crooning voice. ]

Are you okay, mister?

[ park ]

[almightiness]

[Ah! He glances up, and is at least used to seeing wild sights that he doesn't freak out over the choice in pet; after all, there's a hero that turns into a dragon. We don't discriminate!!]

I'm entirely fine, my boy! Just resting.

[Also trying to cope with looking like a ghoul, but he'll get there.]

That's an interesting friend you've got.

Re: [ park ]

[supersweet]

[ Jon is Unconvinced. ]

You sure? It looked like you were bleeding.

And thanks. Her name is Annie.

[ Annie ducks behind Jon with a soft keen. She doesn't get out of the house much. ]

[ park ]

[almightiness]

[Ah! He wipes the corner of his mouth; blood, right.]

Just a side-effect of an old injury. It's nothing to worry about.

... Annie seems a bit shy, doesn't she? Fear not, Annie, my girl!

I'm as harmless as a scarecrow! All looks and no bite, you see.

[park]

[bespredel]

[ Being the athlete he is, it's not uncommon for Yuri to make his way through the park- either jogging or doing other various exercises. Sometimes Yuri prefers this to the gym; just getting out and making use of what nature affords to keep himself in shape.

It's a rare afternoon that he's running without headphones, though- but Yuri had forgotten them at home, even though he had been sure he'd tucked the little earbuds into his bag before leaving that morning. Kind of pissed him off, actually. So instead he was left to the music of his own grumbling, trying to retrace what might have happened to his earbuds. Maybe the cats had dragged them out of his backpack before he'd gone out, or maybe Otabek had borrowed them (even though that seemed highly unlikely, seeing as how the other had to have had at least a dozen pairs of his own, and all probably a hell of a lot higher sound quality than Yuri's) or maybe he had lost them, which was a horrible thought.

Needless to say, the teen wasn't in the best of moods to begin with.

The outburst caught his attention, wincing at the high voice of a shouting boy, addressing someone as a- as a what? A ghoul? The absurdity of the statement had Yuri turning his head to pay more attention, laughter sputtering out between his lips as he slowed down, and got a better look at the scene. ]

The kid is right! [ Yuri 'tch'd softly, snorting beneath his breath and shoving his hands into the pocket of his leopard print hoodie, before stomping closer and sneering. ] You look like you've got one foot in the grave already. You sure you should even be out here without a nurse? [ Maybe he has one, maybe the dude is a little senile and has wandered away from his caretaker- Yuri huffs, looking around for anyone who might match that description. ]

[park] 1/2

[almightiness]

[THESE CHILDREN ARE THE MOST IMPOLITE--]

Aaaa, how rude!

[park]

[almightiness]

[He gives a huff, settling in his chair as he looks to the new face, frowning mildly and studying him from under shadowy brow. This kid seems like a sort of Bakugou type, the kind who says his mind pretty instantly and doesn't particularly care how it sounds.]

I can assure you I'm very much out of a grave.

[He explains to the little child as well:]

Sometimes people have health problems that give them funny appearances, my boy.

... And even if I were a 'ghoul' -- a nice ghoul should be treated nicely, right?

[bespredel]

Oh my goddddddddddd [ Yuri's head hangs back as he groans at the lecture, rolling his eyes so hard it's a wonder they don't fall out of his head. ] Yeah, anyone with a face like yours clearly has some sort of problem. Pretty sure it's not anything funny, though. You break mirrors with that face?

[ Yuri doesn't wait for an answer, before huffing out a breath and shoving his hands into the front pocket of his hoodie, rolling his head forward once more to look at the other properly. (He almost wishes he hadn't.) ]

Seriously though, you were bleeding all over the damn place. You uh- should I call a doctor, or some shit? I probably know a guy.

[almightiness]

[kids thesE DAYS!!!

Perhaps he masks his 'kindnesses' with aggravation and brutish responses. Or maybe he's a butthead.

Maybe all of the above.

He pulls a handkerchief and wipes his mouth, as he's done many times in the past five years, feeling a little more self-conscious about the act -- and his current look, of course. The child's already gotten bored of the two of them, and has settled for rushing back over to his friends.]

... I had gotten injured some years ago, but I'm not in any danger, young man.

I see a doctor regularly.

audio @d.va

[bunnyhopped]

Welcome, Yagi!

You're lucky I managed to catch this post! I've been to a ton of places around here. Whatcha interested in? Restaurants? Shops?

audio @d.va

[almightiness]

Very lucky indeed, my girl!! I'm happy to have you to help, in that case.

I'm interested in... well... just about everything. It's important to know the place you live in, isn't it?

[bunnyhopped]

Yeah, but I mean, like... what are you into the most? Food? Entertainment? Culture? Somewhere to get drunk?

[almightiness]

All of that... save for the drinking!!

I don't mind bars, but I can't drink.

AUDIO » un: strawberrysamurai

[naturallywavy]

The pachinko parlor would be a great sight to see...
.. if this place had one.
_{[ listen to this motherfucker who just arrived here and is throwing shade. ]}

AUDIO »

[almightiness]

...

I'm not much for gambling, but that actually sounds like a lot of fun to have here.

[naturallywavy]

_{[ Ah, okay. So you're a bit of a stick in the mud. That's fine. Gintoki will see how far he can push his limits. ]}

Yeah, and a strip club would be nice. I enjoy the atmosphere and sights there most of the time.
_{[ There's probably one of those? Maybe? But he's going to play a game with this guy. ]}

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[almightiness]

... A... Aa. I suppose everyone has their... pastimes...

[It's legal, strip clubs.]

[almightiness]

You know...!!!

[He raises a pointed finger, more enthusiastic!!!]

I've heard pole dancing is actually a very difficult skill to master!

The muscles you have to have your arms and abs are nothing to scoff at!

text • un: present.mic

[yeeeeeeah]

OOOOI YAGI-SAN!! When are you going out to karaoke with me, huh?

text • un: present.mic

[almightiness]

... Karaoke!! I must admit, I'm not much of a singer, Yamada-kun.

[... He's being undercover on the network, okay, Yamada it is!!!

The rest of the text comes in short little bursts.]

It's a little too

much of a spotlight on an overall

obvious

figure.

[He's tall and skinny and awkward looking, you want him on a STAGE.]

[yeeeeeeah]

Oh, neither am I, y'know. But that's all the reason why we do it! We don't have to do it in a bar, we can get the rooms!

[ THERE IS NO ROOM FOR YOUR EXCUSES HERE TOSHINORI. ]

[almightiness]

... I suppose that does sound like fun. A friend of mine used to love karaoke, when we were in school.

And it's been a while since I've had a decent night to myself.

[Present Mic is gonna be the guy who makes sure he goes out for fun enough, huh?]

[pharmacy]

[livingsymbol]

[ Steve isn't going to the pharmacy, but he is passing by as Toshinori happens to be exiting with his purchases. And he can't help but notice the bag, pausing on his walk to wonder at it. ]

That's... quite a bit.

[ Also hello, but he was distracted. ]

[pharmacy]

[almightiness]

[Oh! He recognizes this face. Behold, Steve, Yagi in all his 7'2" glory! He's a scrawny creature, though, with a neck that looks too thin to hold his angled face that well. His clothing is way too big on him, but perhaps that's to hide the overall lack of healthy fat and sharp juts of his bones and joints.

He looks between him and the bags he has in hand, smiling with a wince.]

Oh, well, you know. I have to be vigilant about my health...

It's nothing to worry about, though.

[He tries not to push himself too far; that's good enough, with this.]

[livingsymbol]

[There aren't too many people Steve finds himself looking that far up to. The man is built like a tree, gaunt and built in straight lines. It's almost fascinating to him, seeing the way the man holds the bag like it's a weight that will keep him rooted to the ground.]

If you're sure.

[His lean frame and the haul of medicine make Steve worry. He can't help wondering about what that means for Yagi.]

Can I ask you something personal?