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Seventy-Ninth Explosion

[Voice]

All that snow and not even a single yeti! Not even a yuki-onna?! I mean come on, this is the perfect chance for an interesting experiment and it's not even used?!

Oi! Oi! Did anyone see either of those? Maybe Jack Frost? I mean there was a Jack O'Lantern a while back, so there should be something like this for payback for all this stupid snow...

Rena! Where the hell're you? [A pause, and then someone might hear Shiki whine-yelling something in the background. And then Haruki groans audibly before he tags on, as an afterthought-] Neku, you too. How's things there?

SOS-Brigade, report! Statuses, now!

[and then there's a chirp from Sekai in the background and he closes his journal]

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[And a few minutes after that, H is leading Haruki to the main room where Minato and Fina are chilling. Emil has since been sent to do some inane errand for now. But H does the talking here with a somewhat sarcastic voice]

Minato... your guest is here.

Edited 2010-01-14 06:19 (UTC)

["Guest." But he just nods at Haruki, not moving from Fina's side.]

[ Fina has been resting ever since H and Emil responded to her cries for help and came to their aid next door. By Wednesday, she is a lot more coherent and blinks blearily once she hears Haruki is here and offers the teenager a tired smile from her place on the futon. ]

Um.. hello Haruki.

[Haruki's only retort is to stare at Fina - it's almost a glare, but it's mostly him screwing up his face to try to look like something which isn't open guilt or pain - and thne focus back on Minato. His whole... being looking really uncomfortable here. Nervously, he looks over at H, who is still there, after all]

Edited 2010-01-14 19:23 (UTC)

I'll... [-... And now to be "nice"] I'll leave you do you visit.

[And with that, H leaves the room. However, as he does there is one, tiny, tiny covert action which most if not all the people in the room are sure to miss. As he walks out of the room, he happened to pause to put on his shades. To be fair, the next room over had windows and the glare from the sun is pretty strong. However, when he did put on his shades, his hand happened to brush a bit on the table next to him - a small bedside-type table- where a book is laying open.

It's actually Emil's journal, which H took the liberty of taking and writing an entry - a voice entry - filtered to himself in. When he brushes past, he clicks the space needed to set off it recording.

And after that, he silently goes into the next room. To listen in on this conversation as long as the journal will record it using his own journal. He can't afford to miss information at this point. This might be outside the law - if you ignore the Patriot Act, that is - but there really isn't a law here, and he needs to level the playing field just a little. He's done worse before, after all]

[Meanwhile, before H even finishes leaving the room, Haruki serves as a great distraction for the old man behind him in the form of glaring at Minato openly and then sighing-]

I came to pick up Rena.

[...But with the armed cop here, he knows that he can't]

She's not awake yet.

[ The tired smile fades from her lips as Fina looks down at her lap after Haruki shoots her that look after her greeting to him and she links her hands together in a mixture of worry and shame as he converses with Minato. He was angry; she suspected he might have been once he heard about Rena. ]

I'm sorry... [ She says quietly, her apology heartfelt, although her voice lacks the same volume as the intensity of this sentiment. ]

Shut up! [That's roared. And I mean roared- it's said with a great deal of force because he doesn't want to hear it. He doesn't want to hear this shit. He doesn't want to hear about how Rena's a monster or how he failed or how she hurt someone or how Fina's hurt or any of this.

In fact, it makes him take a hard step forward... before balls his hands into fists at his sides, and making his face a mask of rage to try to hide his deep seated fear - and pain, and sadness - about this situation]

[Minato rises to his feet, his own expression hard. He knows Haruki is not someone to provoke - and is provoked far too easily - but Fina does not deserve that.]

Stop. [and that is very clearly an order.]

[ Fina is visibly startled by that thunderous outburst from Haruki and shrinks back as Minato gets to his feet. She gently caresses her wrist where Cupil is masquerading as a bracelet and listens to its gentle cooing as she fights back tears and says nothing out of a fear of provoking him further. ]

[...He snorts, and then turns around, shoving those fists in his pockets. He doesn't deserve this shit and Minato sure isn't someone who can order things out of him. He would just scoff off here but...

But there's a man with a gun here - a man he doubts he can take in a fight if it comes to that as a result - and as such he can't take Rena. He bites his lip but he doesn't have a response here. Mostly because he's trapped and he's not going to be in this elements any longer if he can help it...

But he knows he can't. Not unless- but no, he doesn't even know how to do that]

[The tension in his shoulders relaxes some, but he still looks serious. He hopes Haruki has enough sense not to pick a fight.]

We all want to help Rena-san. [...] Please tell us what you know.

[ Fina glances up at Minato when he says that to Haruki and half-expects another outburst from him. What occurred the other day must have been the first time her housemate ever saw Rena in that kind of temperament, although Fina had witnessed her in that state of mind once before.

She agrees with what Minato said. She would do anything to help Rena and she nods wordlessly before looking down, not wanting to aggravate Haruki again by speaking out and saying anything else to upset him. ]

You can't.

[That's flatly. It's... trying to keep in his emotions on this, but he grunts a little before... he shrugs. He doesn't know what to do here, but he knows he doesn't want to tell them.]

...She's usually fine. Something set her off.

[Even if there is nothing they can do - which he doesn't believe - there have to be signs.]

[ Fina nods, before speaking up uncertainly: ]

I... um I hadn't seen her like that for a while and then it happened so suddenly.

["Triggers..."

"Triggers." Haruki turns and looks at Minato with a looks he's probably not seen since Haruki slugged him all those months ago: honest rage-born seeming hatred. He's glaring. His eyes are really mad-looking. And...]

And there's nothing you [Clearly to imply Minato in particular] can do about it.

Why not.

[He keeps his eyes on Haruki, no rage in his own but quiet determination. There's a lot he will sacrifice for friends, and many times he'll back down to keep them happy. But right now, it's Haruki's feelings against Rena and Fina.

If Haruki throws a punch, this time he won't take it.]

[ Fina looks in-between the two of them from her place on the futon. She is beginning to worry that the two will come to blows in a minute and wonders whether or not to call Mr. Caine back in again and prevent a scuffle from breaking out; but she has a feeling this isn't the first time they have been in a conflict in one another judging by how Minato is reacting right now. ]

Because you have voices in your head you lie about all the time, [A step forward...] because you keep a freakin' gun in your shirt all the time, [Another step] And because you're dead, but lie about it to everyone.

[Be happy Fina knew all that already. Minato stands his ground.]

Broadcasting that doesn't help anyone.

[ Those are some worrying steps. ]

P-Please don't fight. We're all guests here.

It does when Rena's primary trigger is people lying, you dumbass!

[That isn't roared as loud as before, but is pretty damn loud still]

Which you knew and kept to yourself.

[Unspoken is, "how is that different from anything I've done?"]

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