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Emily Dickinson

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a character in “Stray Dog Strut”, as played by sixlilies

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γ€Œ I realize now that I'm here for a reason. 」
Faceclaim ✧ Eru Chitanda { Hyouka }
Speech color ✧ #6e008a
Thought color ✧ #d47fff
Theme Song (instrumental) ✧ Forgotten hero (Piano version) - Yoko Kanno
Theme song (vocal) ✧ Alice - Fukuzawa-P (Cover by Ritsuka)






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γ€Œ Oh, I'm nothing really special... 」

Name ✧
Emily Dickinson

Nicknames ✧
✦ She doesn't really have one-- Em would do, though.
✦ For something cute with appropriate honorifics, perhaps Emi-chan.


Gender ✧
Female

Age ✧
20

Sexuality ✧
She doesn't speak of such things often, but it's suspected that she mostly prefers girls...

Role ✧
A "stray" ability user running from the Guild with a sought-after ability. Unemployed. (Subject to change)

Occupation in Yokohama ✧
Emily was originally thought to be associated with the Guild, a powerful western gathering of ability users led by F. Scott Fitzgerald, but she refused to offer her service to them after realizing what they were after. After disagreeing with their methods, Emily was seen as a target more than an ex-ally. She fled into anonymity in the countryside of Yokohama and lives currently as a shut-in, though she has moved from place to place several times in order to keep her identity and powers disclosed.
Birthplace ✧
Amherst, Massachusetts
Ability ✧
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
  • Emily's ability consists of two things-- the most noticeable feature being very large, snow-white wings which form on her back in a glittering shroud. The feathers themselves actually glow with some sort of light, even when shed. These wings do certainly have the ability to carry her to high places, as well as a significant amount of weight. Though, it depends on what her lithe arms can really carry...
  • As well as having the ability of flight, Emily can readily control air flow and current towards a specific direction with the power of her wings (and hands, if her wings are not unfurled. The wings have a much more prominent effect, though, probably because the rest of her body lacks physical strength.) This is useful, as the current she can produce from a couple powerful flaps can easily cause a mini whirlwind, distressing whatever lies in her path in great quantities such as stones, trees, and people. With the proper amount of buildup, it's possible that she can weaken the very foundation of small buildings.
  • The issue with her ability, which is perhaps the main reason why she's gone into hiding, is that her feathers have a lasting--and contagious--ability of air control lingering on them long after they fall. It's difficult to actually pull out her flight feathers, of course, but it's entirely possible with the right tools. If a couple feathers were to fall into the wrong hands, things could get very dangerous, especially if they are keen to using these powers (which last up to 36 hours when in contact with the feather by skin) for destruction.






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γ€Œ E-eh?! You're far too kind! 」

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Height & Weight ✧
5'6 / 120

Hair Color ✧
A deep, dark brown, almost black.

Eye Color ✧
An unusual purple-pink shade, more of a grape color when they're in a darker room. They turn fuchsia with just the right light.

Appearance ✧
Emily is rather tall. Her body has a lovely curvature, though she considers it kind of clumsy looking. Her skin is fair, but she does tan a little bit in the summer and gains a couple freckles around the highest points of her cheeks. Her hair is long and quite thick; it looks slightly unkempt around her shoulders for some time before she decides to brush it better and clip it up in a neat updo for neater purposes. Her hands are almost always smudged with ink due to her dedication to writing heaps of poetry every single day.

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So begins...

So begins...

Emily Dickinson's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shuuji Terayama Character Portrait: Mary Shelley Character Portrait: Victor Hugo Character Portrait: Stephanie King Character Portrait: Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm Character Portrait: Emily Dickinson Character Portrait: Mako 'Banana' Yoshimoto Character Portrait: Erena Hemingway

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_It is 12:30 in the afternoon on a Monday. The fifth floor of the building is bustling with energy as per usual, though they have yet to receive any customers. Mondays are usually slow, anywaysβ€”they have no choice but to wait for some excitement to really happen. The inhabitants of said office may be doing whatever it is they do while waiting. Unbeknownst to them, it would not be long until they received a job from downstairs, the messengers a bandaged brunet and his pale-haired, nervous sidekick at his side. Their visitors make their way up the stairs, the taller's hand gliding up the railway as though he were an elegant man (which he is not), and the younger's eyes flitting back and forth, from the stairs to his mentor. It isn't until the two of them reach the door of the fifth floor's office that the pale-haired teen looks down and scuffs his shoe against the floor, then looking up at his companion sheepishly.

_❝Dazai-san... isn't this our job?❞




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Nothing gets someone more invigorated in the morning than Mary Shelley's tea. The teen's tea is made with, first and foremost, all her heart and soul, so one would bet there'd be love in it. She makes a cup for each of her coworkers. For Victor, there is a calming chamomille, as he must be high-strung (as he is often). For Stephanie, she makes Earl Grey, because it's her favorite (she does know that coffee is rumored to help nurse hangovers, so she assumes a caffeinated tea would be a good alternative). For Jacob and Wilhelm, she prepares a spiced black tea (with extra sugar for Jacob, of course!). Erena gets an English Breakfast Tea (and a bit of banana nut bread she had made the night before), and Mako receives matcha green tea. Last but certainly not least, the Odd Jobs Yokohama president receives a natural, ryokucha green tea. By the time the girl is finished with all her tea-making, she has so many tea pots in front of her, she begins to regret it, as she'll have to clean all of this up. Mary sighs and slumps against the table, starting to doze off a bit.

After all this, to think she had forgotten to make some for herself.

There's a knock, then, and the blonde raises her head and eyes toward the door. She looks behind her at her coworkers before he bounces up, smiling brightly. ❝Oh! I'll get that, then. I suppose it could be a customer. Be at your best!❞ She skips merrily to the door and straightens out the skirt of her dress, that's pastel pink and light brown in color with designs on the very tip of the skirt, before she opens the door. She bows respectfully as she greets their customer.

❝Irasshaimase! Welcome to Odd Jobs Yokohama, where any and all jobs can beβ€”βž For the first time, she gets a good look at their companyβ€”a tall, messy-haired brunet with bandages wrapped tightly around his wrists and neck, and next to him, a shorter male with asymmetric hair and a belt that rather looks like a tail. She straightens up, eyes widening slightly. ❝Ah, it's Dazai-san from downstairs. I... was not expecting it to be you, Dazai-san.❞

The anxiety she surely feels around those affiliated with the Armed Detective Agency is apparent, as they could turn on them at any moment. She steps aside to let him in, and Dazai reaches out to pat her head.

❝Ah, Mary-chanβ€”right? You're looking as lovely as ever! Sort of like a doll. If you ever feel like taking up my offer for tea on the first floorβ€”or commiting lover's suicide with yours trulyβ€”my offer hasn't expired.❞ With that comment, he brushes past her and further into the room, coat tail swishing behind him. His protege, Atsushi, ducks his head in apology for his mentor's... odd behavior.

Uwaa... lover's suicide, huh? Dazai-san is always saying weird things...




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Shuuji, as he watches the potential disaster unfold, takes a sip of his green tea. He waits for Dazai to saunter over to the desk he's at before he inquires anything, nodding a greeting to both him and Atsushi. His voice is soft, as usual. ❝It's a lovely day, isn't it, Dazai-kun? Well, I suppose you didn't come to discuss the weather, huh? You must have a job for us.❞ The leader sets down his cup of tea and folds his hands in front of him, soft gaze trained on Dazai. Despite this man's feeble appearance, he leaves quite an impression on everyone in the room when he speaks. ❝Oh, right. I'd also like to ask that, in the future, please try not to flirt with my employees so much. You might break that one, I'm afraid.❞ He gestures with his head over to Mary, who seems red-faced and wide-eyed at the door.

Dazai laughs and procures a folder from his coat, setting it on the table. ❝I'm a lover of all women, Shuuji-san, and the search for my ideal suicide mate never ceases.❞ He taps the folder on Shuuji's desk, a smile on his face. ❝You might want to read what's in here, but the gist of it, is that The Guild and a few other organizations is searching for a girl who's locked herself up in her house. She's an ability user, as you might have already guessed. She has a very, very useful ability, and we'd like to keep watch on her.❞ He points with his index finger, his thumb extended, and gives Shuuji a wink. ❝That's where you all come in! You could keep her here, and she'd even get work out of it. What do you say?❞

Shuuji scoffs and slides the folder closer to him, opening it and checking the contents. Emily Dickinson, huh? Another foreigner... He looks back up to Dazai, then to Atsushi (who still looks nervous), and back to Dazai. ❝Let me guess. The second she opened the door and saw your face, she slammed it shut. This is your job, isn't it, you lazy bastard?❞

Dazai laughs a congenial laugh and steps away from the desk, then turns in a flourish and starts to walk toward the door again. Atsushi ducks his head apologetically to Shuuji, looking as if he'd burst into tears at any moment. For someone like Atsushi, ditching a job must be horifically awkward. Atsushi, being given a second chance at the Armed Detective Agency, just happened to be mentored by the laziest member of the entire staff. Shuuji can't help but feel sorry for the boy, and he pities him a bit when he speaks up. ❝I...It was our job, Terayama-san. I apologize for passing it off to you, but... Dazai-san said...❞

Shuuji sits back in his chair and looks away from Atsushi, dismissing him with a wave an a small 'eh' noise. Atsushi, thankful for the (apparent) forgiveness, turns and trots after Dazai. When Dazai says his goodbyes to the staff (and especially Mary and Stephanie), the door closes. There's silence for a moment before Shuuji takes a look around.

❝So? Which one of you wants to take this? Or should we all go? It could get dangerous if she's another ability user being hunted by more ability users, and there's strength in numbers. What do you say, Victor-kun?❞

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shuuji Terayama Character Portrait: Mary Shelley Character Portrait: Victor Hugo Character Portrait: Stephanie King Character Portrait: Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm Character Portrait: Emily Dickinson Character Portrait: Mako 'Banana' Yoshimoto Character Portrait: Erena Hemingway

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It was another new day in Yokohama - the port city of Japan. And another new week of hopefully more fun and excitement for their gang - the Odd Jobs Yokohama. There's no telling what could possibly happen, with endless conflicts going on between organizations happening almost every instance around the city.

Victor sat at his own working desk, with his back leaned against the chair and his two legs crossed and casually let them rest against the desk, quietly keep himself going by reading the newspaper he'd just bought on his way to the office. Usually, Shuuji, him and Mako would be the firsts of them to arrive, since Shuuji is their boss and he held the key to the office's room, Victor and Mako would tag along since, well, they shared Victor's apartment. He doesn't has any problem with them though. Shuuji is cool though he's a bit aloof at times, and Mako is a rather annoying kid at first since he kept teasing him, earning him a few knocks on the head from Victor, but it doesn't bother him much as of now.

Other members soon arrive after, which included Mary - the cheerful girl, Stephanie - another person who enjoys pissing him off, but for understandable reasons, the Grimm brothers - who are the polar opposites with each other and Erena - the self-proclaimed goddess. All in all, the whole lot of them made up a rather unlikely gang. Although they seem to get a sense of excitement out of getting on his nerves many times, Victor had to admitted that they are some of the most wonderful people he had ever come across, and is glad that he could work alongside them.

Mary, as usual, was making a specific type of tea for each and everyone of them. Her collection of tea sets never seized to amaze Victor though. When she gave him a cup of chamomile tea, he gave her a 'merci' and took a sip from it. It was thoughtful of her to prepare a soothing cup of tea for him. Then soon after, there was a knock on the door. Mary fixed her dress and went to opened it to greet their first customer of the week, who was, unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai and his goon, Nakajima Atsushi from the Agency below them.

Let out an annoyed 'tch', Victor raised the newspaper above his head so that it covered the sight of Dazai away from him. Just looking at that guy is enough to pissed him to no end. He could never forgot last time when Dazai paid a visit to his bar, ordering five bottles of liquor which are all 90% alcoholic or above, apparently having read something about drinking a lot of high-alcoholic liquor may be enough to kill himself or something in that stupid 'Ways to Suicide' book of his.

And what happened next? He got dead drunk after drinking up every drop of those bottles, stood up on the table he was sitting at, began to sprout nonsense about seeing 'utopia' and wriggled like a slanderous stripper. There's no need to tell on how pissed Victor was seeing that scene. Thankfully, before he kicked the idiot out, the pony-tailed four-eyed Kunikida guy showed up and broke Dazai's neck for him. Fortunately, he had paid the bill and apologized for the trouble his colleague posed before strolling off, or else Victor might have very well made the whole Agency's office a ruin by now, whether they would tell them out or not.

Of course, the Armed Detective Agency had been active long before them, and thus most of their members have a lot of experience that their gang need a long time to follow up. And Victor only shows the least respect for them because of that sole reason only. Almost abandoning their own employee just because he can cause trouble for them later on? Just the sound of it is disgraceful enough. Such thought is unthinkable here in Odd Jobs Yokohama, where everyone will get your back no matter what happen. Sometimes I think they're just a bunch of sissies with superpowers thinking they're on top of the world.

After Shuuji had consulted with Dazai, apparently there's another job for them to do. It's a search for a foreign girl with supernatural ability who had locked herself up after they come and meet her, unsurprisingly. Atsushi then bowed to Shuuji in an apologetic manner, almost looking as if he would burst into tear any moment. Well, not every member of the Agency is nauseating, and Atsushi was amongst those few whom Victor can sympathize with.

When both of them had left, Shuuji started to speak up and asked if anyone wanted to go, and he asked Victor. "Hmm? Me?" He then lowered the newspaper down and looked at his boss, then shrugged, "Sure, why not? It's better than sitting around and doing nothing, I suppose. I think it's better if we go in a group, and let one of us who is the least intimidating-looking person to talk with this girl, while the rest watch from behind in case anything happens. And if we recruit her, we'll almost have enough foreign ability users to match up with the Guild, don't you think?" It was simply the current state of their office, though Victor doesn't know if he's count or not since he's only a half.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shuuji Terayama Character Portrait: Mary Shelley Character Portrait: Victor Hugo Character Portrait: Stephanie King Character Portrait: Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm Character Portrait: Emily Dickinson Character Portrait: Mako 'Banana' Yoshimoto Character Portrait: Erena Hemingway

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It was only a few minutes past noon and the Grimm brothers had just finished their shift in the local library. Wilhelm waved his goodbyes to the two who had taken over from them as they left, though Jacob just walked out with his face practically buried in his new book. Once clear of the doors, the darker haired brother straightened his glasses before clasping his hands behind his head, humming an out of tune lullaby as the two walked toward their next destination - the Odd Jobs Yokohama office.

Wilhelm's cheery attitude drew a couple of looks to be sure, though it was Jacob who drew the most stares since he was reading his book without faltering in his stride, and was holding the book upside down. It was nothing new, the white-haired brother often read his books in that manner.

When they entered the office at roughly quarter past noon however, Jacob was no longer reading his book and was instead fixing his a dull stare on his younger brother who seemed to be rambling on. "...I'm not saying that you have to try it, but surely it wouldn't hurt to do so just the once? I mean, it would be rather odd for you to be the only one of us not doing so, you know?" Wilhelm paused for a moment to wave at the others and give his usually happy greeting before turning his attention back to Jacob. "I mean seriously, is a single glass of wine really going to hurt?"

"You know my thoughts on the matter, Wilhelm." He ran his fingers through his hair, the digits getting caught on the white locks for a moment. Jacob took a seat in a corner of the room, leaving his brother standing until Wilhelm dragged a chair over to sit in himself.

"Just because I know them doesn't mean I agree, just try some of mine or something, you might find you like it." Jacob scoffed but otherwise didn't respond to his younger brother, instead opening up his book and starting to read it again. Wilhelm rolled his eyes, leaning back in his chair. "Yeah yeah, ignore me why don't you..."

The black haired male then took the time to see who was actually in the office. Shuuji and Victor were at their respective desks and Mary seemed to be bustling around doing something. Perhaps Wilhelm would have offered to help her, but a scant few moments later the teen was handing the brothers a cup of tea each.

Wilhelm's response "Ahh, thank you Miss Mary." sounded extravagant compared to Jacob's blunt "Thanks." The white haired brother didn't even look up from his book as he accepted the cup, though Wilhelm was certainly all smiles as he happily took a sip of the tea.

A moment later, Jacob's cup was shoved under Wilhelm's nose and blinking a couple of times the younger swapped it for his, realising why it had been done as soon as he took a sip. It was sweet, sweeter than Jacob would have liked. 'I guess she accidentally mixed us up, it tends to happen I suppose.'

The next few minutes passed in peace for the two brothers, the only sounds they made between them being the occasional turn of a page, shuffling as they moved or the faint clink as they placed the teacups down after finishing with them. Deciding he was bored, Wilhelm turned to observe everyone else when Dazai and Atsushi entered the room.

Two pairs of purple eyes trailed after the two as they headed over to Shuuji, one over the top of a book and the other from behind a pair of glasses. The brothers watched the exchange, although they were on the other side of the office from the small group and so couldn't hear the entirety of the conversation. Still it appeared Dazai was giving the group a job of some sort.

After the two left, Jacob frowned a little in thought, the expression becoming more apparent as he lowered his book to listen to Shuuji and then Victor. In contrast, Wilhelm had a hand stuck up in the air, lazily waving it about. "I wouldn't mind going, and if there's ability users my ability may come in useful."

At this, Jacob sighed a little at his brother's proclamation. 'If he's going then...' "President, if you think it necessary then I don't mind tagging along either." He didn't really want to go, but someone had to keep Wilhelm in line in case his lack of focus got him distracted by something. 'Thinking of getting distracted...'

Wilhelm had moved from his chair and was stood in front of Mary who still seemed to be flustered from Dazai's earlier flirting. "Miss Mary, are you feeling well?" The man was smiling gently, though being careful to try and not make her feel more flustered than she already was. 'Dazai-san seems to leave a lot of people out of sorts.'

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Character Portrait: Shuuji Terayama Character Portrait: Mary Shelley Character Portrait: Victor Hugo Character Portrait: Stephanie King Character Portrait: Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm Character Portrait: Emily Dickinson Character Portrait: Mako 'Banana' Yoshimoto Character Portrait: Erena Hemingway

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Erena was quite eager to do her part in the mission. If she did enough today, surely no one would mind if she was absent from the next 6 days of work.

She heard that their target in particular was a girl. The office already had enough feminine charm with Mary, but it seemed that the guys of the office slightly outweighed the girls, so this new addition would be much appreciated. Also, Erena wouldn't mind if she was cute too.

Erena followed closely behind the group as Mary and Shujii gestured everyone to follow them outside. It seems everyone gravitated towards the people they enjoy speaking with, Erena joining the conversation of Steph and Mary. It was more-so, Mary speaking, Steph listening and Erena wandering. Erena seemed to be more interested in the surroundings than any conversation topic that could come up. Due to her speed, she was able to focus on any object that peaked her interest without forcing the group to wait for her to be done with her tedious mannerisms. Various commodities, roses gardens and a cute puppy, Erena didn't seem to be working, but instead enjoying a nice stroll. It looked quite odd to various bystanders to see a woman seemingly teleporting from item to item, somehow keeping pace with the group. It's a relief she wore real clothing for once or she would've aroused more perplexity.

Even if the scenery changed, Erena didn't notice. Instead of seeing new sights, she only saw new things that caught her attention. Erena clearly didn't heed Steph's warning about gaining an infection, as she was touching these new plants that a goddess who spends most of her time inside couldn't dream of. Steph advising the group wasn't out of the ordinary, but Erena would prefer a bit more passion in her follower's speech, but it couldn't be helped.

It seemed the group stopped to find that the Port Mafia was already a step ahead of them. Some red head and stick boy were in full view. They were part of the opposition, but Erena didn't care enough to know their names. Erena still saw this whole thing as some sort of game. They outnumbered them by quite a large amount and Erena couldn't perceive the danger these two could pose, even if Shujii warned them.

After their walk came to a close, the group started planning. Erena sighed. She hated when they did this stuff. She liked talking, but she couldn't contribute anything to this conversation. Erena usually took a back seat and waited to ask Steph what she was to do. The moss on the side of the building or the flower growing out of the crack was a lot more interesting than whatever plan they were thinking of. It seemed her loyal follower was stating the plan, so Erena lent an ear. She only heard little snip-bits, but she got the basic idea, or at least her skewed understanding of what she thought was. She was to hang out with Victor, Mako and Steph. It sounded easy enough.

Steph seemed to be preparing the group with half-hearted gestures, Erena could only smile as Steph nodded towards her direction. Erena let out a yawn, holding her hand in front of her mouth. She hoped that they would finish this quickly, the banana beard from the morning was too meager of a breakfast.

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Character Portrait: Shuuji Terayama Character Portrait: Mary Shelley Character Portrait: Victor Hugo Character Portrait: Stephanie King Character Portrait: Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm Character Portrait: Emily Dickinson Character Portrait: Mako 'Banana' Yoshimoto Character Portrait: Erena Hemingway

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Wilhelm had smiled brightly as Mary reassured him that she was fine and at the same time Jacob rolled his eyes a little at being told yet again about being so formal in addressing Shuuji. Still, shortly after that it had been decided that they are all going on the job. It seemed a bit overkill sending everyone, but if people were after this girl they had been asked to find then it was probably for the best.

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The brothers trailed behind the group slightly, although they were no less watchful for that. Jacob was the more observant of the two, he always had been and his vision wasn't hindered with glasses like his brother's was, as such he was calming walking along, gaze flicking back and forth as he tried to spot any potential threats to the group. While he would prioritise Wilhelm's safety - as much as he could with the way his brother sometimes acted - the white haired male would still protect everyone else, or at least let them know if they were trapped in some sort of illusion or being lied to. Still, his observations meant that he stopped a couple of metres behind Shuuji while Wilhelm nearly walked into the other man.

Shuuji's comment about ability users being nearby saw both of them snap to attention and Jacob was quick to spot the people that the President had noticed, Wilhelm not far behind after his brother yanked on his arm and nodded in the direction of the angry red-head.

The pair listened to the plans suggested by both Shuuji and Mako, though Wilhelm looked to Jacob since the white haired brother would know which plan would be best to follow. Jacob carefully listened to Stephanie's suggestion too. 'While Wilhelm's ability is more suited for combat than mine, if we do have to fight then we work better together than apart so...'

The white haired man nodded a little and Wilhelm grinned at his brother's response. "Alright, so Jacob and I on Team Extraction? Got it." He pushed his glasses up a little before closing his eyes and breathing deeply. If they ended up going in to a fight then he wanted a clear head or something. If he died then he was sure Jacob would bring him back to life just to kill him again.

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Character Portrait: Shuuji Terayama Character Portrait: Mary Shelley Character Portrait: Victor Hugo Character Portrait: Stephanie King Character Portrait: Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm Character Portrait: Emily Dickinson Character Portrait: Mako 'Banana' Yoshimoto Character Portrait: Erena Hemingway

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【 Dialogue : #F4A460 : Thought : #B8860B 】

【 Face Claim : Shizuo Heiwajima | Durarara!! 】


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Victor still sat where he was and listened to whatever chattering the other members got to say after Shuuji's question. Stephanie had apologized for the little commotion she caused the other day because she was dead drunk and mistaken Mako for Erena, calling him "goddess" and such. Actually, that scene was pretty hilarious to watch and it was quite a while since Victor actually had a good laugh, so he just shrugged it off and told Stephanie to know her limit first before she grab any bottle of liquor. Unless his friends did something as idiotic like what Dazai did, which he knows they never would, there's pretty much no reason for him to get mad at them.

Everyone planned out things a little bit more and when Shuuji asked Erena if today - which is Monday, was the day when her power was the strongest. Of course, as a self-proclaimed goddess, she was as confident as usual. Victor was quick to put on his sunglasses the moment he saw her raised her arm. As expected, everyone else who wasn't prepared was blinded temporarily by her light show. Victor smirked, "Well, you better save that energy for later. I'm pretty sure there will be those waiting to be showered with your might and grace, la dΓ©esse." Victor said playfully and stood up from whence he sat when Shuuji announced that it was time for them to leave. And as most of the time, they are all going.

They set off, finally. Victor was quite looking forward to it because there could be some necks waiting for him to break. If the Mafia decided to send the Black Lizard or some of their goons then this mission is going to be way too easy. However, if this girl with supernatural ability is attracting quite some attention like this, then some of the front tier might be sent instead. And it's not something to laugh at if that was the case. Whatever it is, they have to be prepared for anything when they made it there.

As they walked through the forest, Victor was walking at the front alongside Shuuji, while keeping the conversation going with his roommate. Everyone else seemed to hold a rather formal distance with him, since he was their boss. But formality is not something that exists in Victor's dictionary, of course. He's also the oldest one of them too. So don't be surprised when if he doesn't use any honorifics even if he had just met someone for the first time.

Most of the topics Victor was talking were that his business is getting more and more successful everyday and perhaps he should think of expanding it. He's also working on a new cocktail recipe and most of his customers seemed to enjoy his usual trick show when he made their drink. Mako once asked him to teach him those tricks, but of course, until Victor can absolutely ensure that the boy won't break any more glasses, which will probably took an eternity, just the thought of him touching his precious alcohol is dreadful enough.

Shuuji suddenly called for a halt as they approached closer to the forest's house. As expected, they weren't alone and at least one of them is a member of the Mafia. Hearing that, Victor tried to make out whoever they were, but he didn't manage to see their faces clearly since the lot of them still stood in a distance away from the house. However, Victor was almost certain that he knows who's the red-headed guy wearing the fedora was. But to confirm, he still need to approach them.

It was suggested that they should divided into an offensive team and defensive team. There's no doubt that Victor would be sorted into the offensive side, while he would prefer to stay behind and guard those with weaker vitality more. Mako and Stephanie had already got a good strategy, so there's no need for him to have any further comment and just went along with it. "Okay, that's settled then, I'll help the two ladies here distract them while the rest of you try to retrieve the girl. Affirmative." Victor said as they cautiously approached the house, "I think I know who these bad boys are. I just need to have a closer look at them and I'll be certain. Just be careful, they might not be as easy as those Black Lizard goons." He commented. This is where the information he got from his drinking partners, ranging from police to shady guys of all kinds from almost all over Yokohama come into use.