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Who: Asher Gutermuth (Gladion) and YOU!
When: Any time in the week or so after the app appears
Where: Places Asher usually hangs out
What: Catch-all for AU CR stuff. Different prompt options inside.
A. Classroom, Lower Cycle Third Year
Class has just ended, and after everything that's happened recently, he's curious to check in on that bizarre chatroom. He pulls out his phone, a bit careful to set it so most other people shouldn't be able to see the screen, since he found out about that whole "really seriously private" thing after talking to the one person on the chat.
It doesn't seem to be any good, though, no matter how he holds the thing. There's too many people around and it just won't open. After a possibly weird looking few seconds of him trying different things, he gives up and drops the phone on his desk.
"Ugh, really?"
B. A School Courtyard
[At this point, he's trying to get his mind off of that weird app. Besides, whatever's going on, he still has homework to do, and since he doesn't have anything better to be doing at the moment, he may as well work on that. Time to plop himself down on a bench and pull out whatever that book is that he's supposed to be reading for his English class.]
C. Martial Arts Dojo
He shows up to his usual class, and goes about doing whatever exercises he's given as usual. And at first he seems just as laid back about it all as usual, but somewhere in the middle he remembers talking with someone on the chat about how being able to defend himself might be more relevant now than it has been. This class, he might be a little more invested in practicing that punch just a few more times.
D. His neighborhood
[Asher is out in his front yard, and so is a cat. It's not one he recognises, and he can't help wondering where it belongs. There's a bunch of strays around his neighborhood, so it could be one of them, but it seems pretty friendly for that. In any case, since the cat pretty happily came over to him, he kneels down in the yard to pet it.]
I don't have any food for you, though...
E. Wildcard
Anything else I haven't covered here, go for it.
[ooc: I wrote this with established AU CR in mind, but feel free to come at him with anyone. It's just as good for him meeting someone for the first time. I'm also good with writing in whatever format so I'll match how people respond.]
When: Any time in the week or so after the app appears
Where: Places Asher usually hangs out
What: Catch-all for AU CR stuff. Different prompt options inside.
A. Classroom, Lower Cycle Third Year
Class has just ended, and after everything that's happened recently, he's curious to check in on that bizarre chatroom. He pulls out his phone, a bit careful to set it so most other people shouldn't be able to see the screen, since he found out about that whole "really seriously private" thing after talking to the one person on the chat.
It doesn't seem to be any good, though, no matter how he holds the thing. There's too many people around and it just won't open. After a possibly weird looking few seconds of him trying different things, he gives up and drops the phone on his desk.
"Ugh, really?"
B. A School Courtyard
[At this point, he's trying to get his mind off of that weird app. Besides, whatever's going on, he still has homework to do, and since he doesn't have anything better to be doing at the moment, he may as well work on that. Time to plop himself down on a bench and pull out whatever that book is that he's supposed to be reading for his English class.]
C. Martial Arts Dojo
He shows up to his usual class, and goes about doing whatever exercises he's given as usual. And at first he seems just as laid back about it all as usual, but somewhere in the middle he remembers talking with someone on the chat about how being able to defend himself might be more relevant now than it has been. This class, he might be a little more invested in practicing that punch just a few more times.
D. His neighborhood
[Asher is out in his front yard, and so is a cat. It's not one he recognises, and he can't help wondering where it belongs. There's a bunch of strays around his neighborhood, so it could be one of them, but it seems pretty friendly for that. In any case, since the cat pretty happily came over to him, he kneels down in the yard to pet it.]
I don't have any food for you, though...
E. Wildcard
Anything else I haven't covered here, go for it.
[ooc: I wrote this with established AU CR in mind, but feel free to come at him with anyone. It's just as good for him meeting someone for the first time. I'm also good with writing in whatever format so I'll match how people respond.]
Mondaaaaay aka 5/15
Ciro gets that. He's been regularly flicking through his own when he's gotten breaks through the day- first to see if he's gotten any messages from Counselor Katsuki, and also to see if anyone has figured out how to get that weird app off of their phones. Honestly, it's more the former than the latter that he's concerned about, and it probably shows. He's been a bit more lethargic today, and there's a slump to his shoulders when he usually has better posture than this.
Worrying about his brother has been tiring enough, and it might have kept him up a little. And, well... He's sort of gone off his medication for the time being. No point in taking it if it's probably causing hallucinations, right?
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C
"Front punch." He just wants to check something.
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For Kaltz, 5/14
With a sigh, he grabs his phone (for whatever good it might do him) and goes to poke his head into the room where his father currently is.]
Dad?
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What is it?
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Something weird happened. [He's still not quite sure how to explain from there, but at least it's a start.]
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D
[Natsume was just passing by, but cats are hard to resist...so here he is, leaning over them himself.]
Have you fed it before?
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No, I've never seen it before. Do you recognise it?
[He doubts it from the way he's talking, but if anyone would recognise a neighborhood cat...]
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There's a moment's hesitation before he nods, stooping down to pet it a bit.]
Yeah...she stops by my house sometimes. [for reasons.]
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D
[Miu is walking home from school—alone, like always, because she's a fierce woman who doesn't need a crowd. She's tried her best to approach quietly, clearly, as she's already recording video of Asher being friendly with a cat onto her cellphone.]
I don't know how he does it, honestly. He always has spare food for the cats around here.
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Yeah, if anyone would just have cat food handy, it'd be him.
[He glances up at her, then, raising an eyebrow.]
Are you taking pictures?
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[She's still holding her phone, completely aware that tigers hanging around the neighborhood is unrealistic. But she doesn't care.]
I'm filming. I thought you'd want to remember this fateful encounter forever.
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B (edgy dad here to adopt edgy son)
Guts is probably the last person you'd want to see coming towards you, even in broad daylight. 6'8, dressed in all black and missing an arm, he doesn't cut the friendliest figur but hey, he actually has a reason to bother 12 year olds today.
He points a clipboard at Asher. "You got a sports club yet, kid? I'm trying to get signups for track."
Why he got saddled with recruitment is beyond him.
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"I do martial arts already." Which is not so much a statement of time conflict--it isn't--but rather that Asher is pretty sure between that and walking to and from school every day, he doesn't need more exercise.
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D
He comes off, walking quietly and carefully as he rifles through his pockets, and then kneels down next to the older boy and offers the cat a treat.]
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Guess that really was what it wanted.
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e - bro is coming home b/c y not?
It took him a little bit of time to get home. While it wasn't that far away, he wanted to just enjoy the day and the feel of the motorcycle, so he drove around, stopping at a couple stores to pick up a few small treats before finally turning towards home. So it was a little late in the afternoon, almost evening when he pulled up to the small house and turned off the bike. Taking his helmet off, he sighed and leaned forward a little to look at the lawn and the neighboring house.
"It already feels so small."
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"Hey." He held up a hand in a lazy wave. "I thought you were going to be busy this weekend." Though saying that, he wasn't sure whether Ariel had said anything to that effect or whether he just assumed because his brother's idol life was usually busy. But if he actually did have time to be home for a while, that was a good thing. Maybe it would get his mind off stupid creepy phone apps. Or maybe he'd be someone to talk to about it, since someone on that chat room had sounded just a little familiar...
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B
Aahh... This place is so boring, y'know!
[If she didn't have friends here (and parents that were constantly scolding her for skipping classes) she might not come at all.]
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Come on, you're not even here most of the time, anyway.
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B
The first time Haruka passes by, he's carrying a small sapling in a pot and a little trowel. No big, just an incidental appearance.
The second time, he's carrying three empty flowerpots and a slightly larger trowel. He also has a smear of dirt on his cheek, but that's pretty par for the course with him on any given day of classes.
The third time, there are seven empty flowerpots, what looks like a very small orchid in a growth bag on top, a bag of fertilizer, and at least one book sandwiched in between the lot. Also a case of ties between his teeth. He's moving a lot more slowly! He hasn't noticed Asher, since he's been scurrying through On A Mission each time, but finally he seems to give up trying to move with the tottering tower of pots; stops not far from where his underclassman is reading, and moves some of the flowerpots onto his head (they've been leaning pretty dangerously in all kinds of directions anyway). Of course, he had to put down the bag of fertilizer to attend to that, and once he straightens of course he realizes that he no longer has the leverage to pick up the bag again. Oops.
His desperate look around finally lands on someone familiar, he carefully spits out the ties into the nearest flowerpot, and--]
Asher?
[He doesn't actually have any hands free to wave, but he kind of motions in greeting with the flowerpots on his head. Help?]
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Haruka?
[He spends a second being baffled at the other boy standing there wearing flower pots as a hat before it occurs to him he's asking for help. He closes the book and sets it aside before standing up and moving closer, glancing at all of the assorted too many gardening things.]
What are you doing?
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sorry for the slow aahhh my inbox got away from me
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