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Hayato Itsuya

"Don't waste my time."

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a character in “Gunpoint Justice”, as played by Spottedclaw59

Description

|| Hayato Itsuya ||





"Here's an idea...Shut up and let me do my job."




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|| Theme Songs ||
Normal||What I've Done|
Fighting||I'm Right Here
Emotional||The Lost of Resolution

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|| Full Name ||
Hayato Itsuya

|| Age ||
27

|| Gender ||
Male

|| Sexuality ||
Heterosexual

|| Role ||
Inspector 1

|| Face Claim ||
Ten Year Later Hayato Gokudera (Katekyo Hitman Reborn!)


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|| Hair Color ||
Greyish-Silver

|| Eye Color ||
Olive Green

|| Skin Tone ||
Ivory

|| Height ||
6'0"

|| Appearance ||
Hayato is fairly intimidating when you meet him. He usually has a scowl painted on his face, and honestly with his sharp eyes when he glares at you some other officers say like satans come for you. He's always dressed formally in a suit and tie, though on the field he wears the blue uniform jacket that all inspectors wear. He does have a "punkish" look though, since he's known to wear multiple rings on his fingers, and also chains. When staying late, he usually has a cigarette in his mouth.

Despite wearing a suit, he is by no means the type of business person that can't fight back. He is strongly built, and has muscles under the coat he has. He is actually very tough, and can take a lot of hits before going down...though with his strength he'll make sure they leave with a few broken noses or teeth to remember him by. When he was younger, he would get into fights all the time.

His eyes are very expressive, usually it shows emotions that he tries to hide.


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|| Personality ||
Strict. If anyone has anything to say about him, its strict. He does everything by the book, and by the system. Hayato is the type that wants everything done fast and efficiently. He absolutely despises waiting, and is the type to lash out at people if they do something wrong, even for a simple mistake. On the field,it isn't uncommon to see him shooting some enforcer if they disobey the simplest order...though is quite reluctant too when a certain person comes into view.

He speaks in a rather rough way, since he could never break the habit as a teenager. Hayato has nothing against swearing to get his point through, and of course threatening if needed. He's rather harsh, and speaks in a blunt and cold manner. He's normally seen with a scowl or a cool facade on and hardly ever smiles towards things or people for that manner. He isn't the type to show much emotion besides annoyance and anger. Though he's known to smoke after hours in the office if he stays late which he usually does.

Despite his rough and punkish nature, He's calculating and smart. He has the IQ of 210, which is of a genius. He's an excellent strategist, and in catching people in their own thoughts. He's observant, easily recognizing signs of distraught, panic, and anger. Hayato has been known to hide his emotions extremely well, and appears apathetic...though in his mind, he does feel something which usually reflects in his green eyes.

|| Likes ||
✰Coffee
✰Smoking
✰Puzzles
✰Short Cases
✰Dominator

|| Dislikes ||
❇Dogs
❇Most Enforcers
❇Being told to rest
❇Work being interfered with
❇Orders not being followed
❇Long Cases

|| Weakness ||
Work-a-holic || Health is a last priority for Hayato. Sleepy? Just drink some coffee. Stressed out? Have a smoke. Unless ordered to, he probably wouldn't even go home. He's never taken any day offs in the whole time he started to work.

A certain someone || Although he hates to admit it, a certain someone will always affect him. He tends to get more annoyed when a certain someone is introduced into the conversation.


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|| Personal Strengths ||
+ Martial Arts || Unlike most inspectors, he can fight on his own. He's very well built, despite it being hidden in the suit he wears. Hayato has a black belt in Tae Kwon Do, Akido, and Karate.
+ Adaptable || When something goes wrong, he can easily adapt to the situation.
+ Solving || He's excellent at puzzles, solving crimes...anything that involves thinking, he's good at it.
+ Cooking || Hard to believe? Totally. He's good at cooking, and cleaning since he dislikes dirty areas.
+ Work || He always puts work first. He'd probably marry work if he could.
+ Piano Playing || His mother forced him. After awhile, he learned to like it.

|| Personal Weakness ||
-A Certain Someone || He still feels mad when a certain someone comes into play. Despite how often he ignores the feeling, it never goes away. If someone would hurt that certain someone...it wouldn't end well for that person or him.

|| Usual Psycho-Pass Level||
40, though the highest its gone up is 67.

|| Biography ||
Hayato was born an only child to two loving parents. Both his parents were a fairly happy couple. They hardly argued, and got along perfectly. His mother was a grade school teacher, and a Inspector. He didn't have any problems, except for a few temper tantrums he threw, mainly because his mother made him learn how to cook...clean..and...play the piano (That girly instrument)...but that was it. His father though made him learn physical things and martial arts, saying he would need to protect himself and his mother while he wasn't home.

His parents were friends with another couple, who had a daughter. His parents were good friends with the girl's mother so they met a lot. He met with the girl, and for some reason the girl-whose name was Seiren followed him around a lot. Whenever she saw him, her new goal was to follow Hayato around like a puppy. Though he was only a little irritated at this, and he played a few pranks on her. It was natural, after all to play pranks right? It was only minor things, like hiding from her and scaring her or spooking her out.

Years past, and in his last year of middle school a bump in the road was hit. His father had become a latent criminal. One of the inspector died on his team, and he had slowly been rising is Psycho-pass level up, throughout the days the killer was loose. When they had found the killer, he had snapped, and soon killed the criminal. His father had killed a criminal, shouldn't he have been honored?

Not in this day and age.

The criminal's psych had only been "Paralysis" according to the system- his father had ignored this, and defied the system. He snapped the man's head in a fist fight. His father was soon brought down, and made an enforcer...of course the press gobbled this up and published it everywhere. His father had been a well-respected inspector after all. In middle school, he started to get picked on because of that. They all said he would end up like his dad.

Hayato began getting into fights. It was normal for him to be seen with a few bruises, and scratches (Though he made sure the victim was worse). Though he stopped beating people up when one of the boys said something that hit him.

"See?! You'll End up like HIM! Just watch!" Before running off with the rest of them.

It was that moment, that he decided to become a inspector with the police. To show that he could do something important.

And also to show he wouldn't end up like his father.

In the last year of his high school. His father was killed. He had acted out during an investigation, then was eliminated. He was supposed to be stunned, but when the dominator released the blast it instead killed him, since his father had gone off the deep end. His mother followed after, killing herself while he was at school. He came home to her dead body,hanging from the roof.

He was to be put under foster care, but he was already a legal adult. His parents were buried, thanks to his relatives and he used the life insurance to first; sell his old house, second buy a small apartment, and lastly put himself through the academy. There he met with Seiren again. She apprently was trying to be an Inspector like him, and was able to skip a couple of grades. It was slightly comforting to see a familier face. They were able to graduate together, when he was 22.

They both got a job at the police station, and everything was fine. They worked together often, and were really good friends...until that case came up.

He wasn't assigned to that case, but Seiren was. Hayato had been at the office lounging around when the request for back up had appeared to his division. Seeing Seiren's name was enough to get him to spring to action, driving like crazy he got there with the other officers and a few inspectors and enforcers. But, when they got there he had expected to see some sort of stand off... but instead he saw two dead bodies...With Seiren standing over them, clearly not in the right mind.

He pointed the dominator at her. It was past what an inspector's psycho-pass would be. He could feel despair grip at his heart. She had fallen...she wouldn't be the same again.

Just like his father.

As he aimed the dominator at her, he couldn't look. It targeted her, and switched to the stun mode. He looked down on the ground.

Then he pulled the trigger.

She fell to the ground. And she was arrested. As the other inspectors rushed to get her before the paralysis wore off, he stayed in place as his hand dropped the dominator to the floor. He didn't know what happened next, as it passed in a blur. All he knew was that his Psycho-pass level had spiked to a 67. It had never done that before.

It was after that when he became colder, and more ruthless in cases. Hayato threw himself in work, and attempted to escape the reality. The reality?

His best friend had become a latent criminal.

And also his enforcer.

Hayato began to ignore the enforcers assigned to his team, after all they were all the same to him. Just tools. Tools and dogs they used to catch more dogs. His best friend had became nothing but "that certain person." It was sad, but he had to live with it...yet why did he not want to on the inside?





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"No matter where you run...Judgement always find its way..."

So begins...

Hayato Itsuya's Story

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Time: 8:30 AM
All Inspectors and enforcers will be going to their office since its a new day at work! The Artist is still at large, and they are currently after one of the murderers that works for him. [view case files for name]

Also, its Inspector 2's second week here at the HQ.

Rooms:
Inspector/Enforcer 1 & 2 share the office.
Inspector/Enforcer 3 & 4 share the office.

Note* that even if they are apart, this group works altogether and will converge later on.

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A frown flickered on Hayato's lips, as he held the rubix cube in his hands. He narrowed his eyes slightly, as he finished the puzzle, causing all sides to be the same. It was still too easy...he had to get another game soon. Hayato released a sigh, as he looked at the time.

8:30 AM. Everyone would be coming in soon...

He had decided to come in a bit earlier to organize his paper stacked desk. Paper had easily spread out over the week, and he had finally decided to file it in correctly in the cabinet and actually have his desk uncluttered, at least for the moment. The rubix cube sat in the middle of his desk while he stared out the window. They only had a limited time to find the man who had escaped them a few days ago. Should they wait for him to kill again? Or...

No, that shouldn't even be a thought.

An annoyed look crossed his features, as he looked away from the window and back at the computer screen. Pressing a few things on the holographic screen, the walls around the office came to life. It quickly flickered on and the walls seemed like giant computers now, with the case file of "The Artist" on every single wall.

Standing up, he walked over to the left side of the wall, looking at it carefully. It was the security bots in the city at the moment. they were scanning peoples faces for the man they were looking for. Hopefully, when this one was caught they could use the memory scoop on him...they couldn't use it on the others since their psycho-pass was far to damaged to use it on. The range was from 30-200. It would likely cause the murderer to become unstable but it would be worth it.

After all,it was just another murderer...there Psycho-pass level was far to gone already...what was the point in treating them like they were sane?

No hits yet, the screen flashed, and he narrowed his eyes slightly at the screen, silently wishing it would not show that message. Every hour, it showed the same thing for the last 2 days...how long does it take to get a hit?

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In a time when most were sleeping, that sacred period in which bliss and utter peace was bestowed onto each individual, was a time in which a particular girl’s attention was consumed by dread. No matter how many times she blindly lashed out to grab hold of slumber’s thread with vain, it always evaded her..and for good reason, one could suppose. After all, it must be taxing on the body to continuously replay those horrific events, to relive those damned memories when others were dreaming up pleasantries...to experience, each night, the death of your beloved family member and the death of your own purity, of your own holiness. And so, here lied Seiren Torai, those crimson orbs straining in that hushed lighting to make out various shapes and scenes in the ceiling’s paint, anything to make the time pass by until she was needed once more.

With a resigned sigh of annoyance, that imagination of which she desperately needed evading her...much like the taken-granted of sleep, she sent a quick flicker over at the clock. 8:15…. I guess that’s enough for today.. mused her stony inner voice, only a slight twinge of bitterness lacing those words. Exhaling once more, the doll-esque girl swung her legs over the side of her bed before gingerly slipping a foot down to make contact with the floor. Giving a slight cringe at the knives and needles pricking up the length of the appendage, Seiren wasted no time in making it’s suit follow. Suppressing a yawn that was clawing it’s way up her throat, the ex-Inspector groggily chased away such human reactions as she clapped her hands together, the soft glow of lights replacing that watery darkness. With a half smile painting it’s way onto her lips, Seiren gave a soft-throated hum as she fluidly moved to the center of the room. Shifting her gaze down to the silver bracelet, the girl made quick work of zooming through the settings before finding the one she wanted; outfit change. Gently tapping the button on the holographic screen, her real body moved in correspondence to it..including changing out of her night wear. Continuing that melodic tune, the Enforcer finally made an appearance outside of her room before making the journey down the hall.

With soft clicks of the boots on the tile, Seiren couldn’t help but feel a pang of loneliness flash across her emotions. God..it’s so deserted around here.. I wonder if anyone else is up resonated that inner voice once more, lighthearted disbelief colouring it. Giving a shake of her head, those ebony strands catching air in the process, that half smile only widened slightly as she slipped inside her designated office. Instantly, that smile became a frown.

The walls were littered with holographic files and pictures of persons related to the serial killer, The Artist, no hit clearly written across a particular one. The one that escaped. Exhaling another soft sigh, Seiren merely gave a shake of her head before crossing the room to lounge on the white leather couch, her booted feet hanging over the arm rest. Leaning over, she snatched up the rubix cube off the coffee table...and much to her annoyance, it was already solved. ”Stop worrying about it..we’ll find him. You’re going to run yourself ragged, Jii-san..and I don’t particularly feel like making you soup and nursing you back to health…” With an annoyed growl, Seiren tossed the solved rubix cube at the end of the couch before huffing out quietly, her head resting against the plush cushions. ”Do you always have to solve them?! God..taking the fun out of it for me.."

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Hayato didn't turn as he heard the door slide open softly. He didn't need to, as the boots heading throughout the halls had alerted him to Seiren's presence before she even appeared. Of course, it could have been another person, but the only offices here were his and Allen's. The rest of the inspectors were on the other wing.

”Stop worrying about it..we’ll find him. You’re going to run yourself ragged, Jii-san..and I don’t particularly feel like making you soup and nursing you back to health…”

As she spoke of Jii-san, he sighed inwardly to himself. He had long gotten use to the nickname "Jii-san." But in his opinion, it was better then what she called him when in the field. Though "Grumpy jackass One" did fit him quite well. Hell, it wouldn't be surprising if she hung out with that other white haired Inspector,with the nicknames she gave him.

Without turning, and instead focusing on the holographic screen he responded with a shrug.

"That's what hospitals are for. You won't have to do that for me." He didn't like facing her and talking. She could always read him easily.

He said simply, as he clicked a few buttons on the screen, to zoom in. The file of Akira Geru popped up on the side of him, and he enlarged the photo. The boy was only 18, yet already had killed someone. From the records,he dropped out of school sometime ago...maybe about three months ago? Had he been associated with the Artist before that? though his train of thought was broken, when her voice cut into the quiet room again, grumbling about the cube he had spent five minutes to solve.

"Rubix cubes are meant to be solved. It's not my fault if it's easy." He muttered under his breath, not really having the energy to argue this early in the morning. He needed his coffee first, then they could butt heads all morning if needed.

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Allowing a soft chuckle to fill the space, Seiren couldn't help roll her eyes in exasperation seeing the shrug that accompanied his snippy response. "That's what hospitals are for. You won't have to do that for me." That frown from before now deepened just slightly seeing him not even display the courtesy to look at her when he spoke. Shifting on the leather seating, Seiren narrowed those crimson orbs on him before getting off the plush heaven and voicing her own reply, tone even and blunt. "Oh please..you and I both know rather well that you would never go to the hospital...that is, unless you were dying."

Waltzing over to the polished coffee machine tucked into the corner of the suffocating office, Seiren couldn't help but eye the mahogany hued liquid and how it barely reached the half marker From yesterday I'm assuming... assessed that inner voice, a slight inward smirk giving the comment life. Sliding her gaze over at Hayato, another sigh was given as she observed him becoming engrossed in work once more. But then again..she would have been lying entirely if she denied she had interest in this case also... after all, for young people to be involved is quite rare."Only 18..and he has condemned himself.." came her under the breath whisper, pity making a rare appearance on her features and voice. Reaching for the glass pot, every intent to wash it out for him on her mind, the Enforcer dislodge the container from it's nesting roost before casting another glance over at the targeted criminal's photo. I don't understand anymore.. Throwing away your livelihood for something like this.. The world has become twisted, hasn't it? whispered her melancholic thoughts, a bitter taste lingering on her tongue from the stated monologue. Luckily, the white-haired man unknowingly broke the inner tension with his gloating.

"Rubix cubes are meant to be solved. It's not my fault if it's easy." came his mutter, a certain smugness adding depth to the simple line. Shooting daggers into the back of his head via her scarlet gaze, Seiren gave a small huff of indignation, personal offense being taken."So what if they are easy?! They are still my favorite thing to do and you just go around solving them -" Abruptly, the Enforcer's words were cut short mid-rant as a familiar pain pulsed in her head. Gritting her jaw at the alien discomfort, Seiren vainly shook her head in an attempt to brush it away..and failing. The pain only seem to have increased the more she resisted, it's urgency tauntingly persistent in making her morning miserable. Without fully thinking it through, her other hand reached up to accompany it's pair in massaging it's temples... that is, until the shattering brought her back to reality. With a blank stare, the headache suddenly vanishing, Seiren stared down at the ruined glass, the dark liquid already making haste in staining the coffee. Oops..[/center]

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"Oh please..you and I both know rather well that you would never go to the hospital...that is, unless you were dying."

Hayato let out an annoyed sigh at the girls response. Yes that was true. He would never, ever go to the hospital unless he was dying. It was a pain in the ass, and not to mention you'd have to deal with the annoying nurses, stupid doctors who prick with needles for fun, and the annoying and incessant beeping of machines. He could never stay in there for more then an hour.

He blinked as he heard liquid sloshing around. She must have found the coffee pot he left out yesterday. Probably was gonna drink it, though before she could she must have heard his mutter. She exploded at him, going into the lapse of her dark moment like some enforcers do. He turned swiftly to see her holding her head. Before he could speak, she had dropped the innocent coffee holding object to the floor, allowing the copper liquid spread on the floor.

"Dammit! Are you alri-" He cut himself off, before speaking the last word. He cursed under his breath, as he bent down, picking up the shards of glass. He didn't look up at his task, until all the bigger shards of glass were in his hand. He stood back up, throwing the shards away.

Hayato clicked on a few buttons, muttering something about clumsy women, and a small machine came in, sucking in the smaller shards he missed, and cleaning the coffee in a matter of seconds. The machine finished its job, then left out the door to go back until summoned again.

He wiped his hands on a paper towel, and checked his palm for small cuts as he turned back to the computerized wall, returning his attention back to the screen and crime files that lay all across the screen.

"Be careful next time." he muttered under his breath, as he continued to watch the security footage going on all over the city. Hayato made a mental note of getting another coffee pot when he went to the break room later on.

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Waking up early was something Takeru was long-accustomed to, given his 'spy' lifestyle he had been living. In fact, he had to adjust his schedules on many different occasions for many different reasons, so falling into a constant 8:00AM routine was somewhat of a relief to the young man. While he could easily wake up as early as he had to, he felt it would not appear very 'criminal-like' to be right on time, so thusly, he decided to set his clock to about 8:20, so that it seemed like he got up much slower than he actually did.

As the cacophonous noise of the alarm rang out, nearly giving him a headache, he slowly pushed himself to get out of bed. Even though he was used to it, beds were always the most allouring when you were supposed to leave them. He swung his feet to the side of the bed, sat himself up, and waited for a few seconds. Getting up too quickly made your head rush. Another day, another act. This was his motto and his way of life. Living life with multiple established personalities... it was not the easiest thing in the world. He oftentimes questioned if he had a real self, or if his character in its entirety was fabricated. Nobody alive knew what he was really like, so he thought this was a definite possibility. Maybe, in reality, there was no Takeru Kazami. Maybe he had fooled himself into believing things like that after being undercover for so long. He couldn't deny this. But... there wasn't exactly evidence of this either. After all, Kyousuke Kazami had died, and he most certainly led a group of criminals along with his wife, Sumika Kazami. Furthermore, he left a will stating that Takeru Kazami must be married before he can establish himself as head of the 'corporation', so obviously there is a Takeru Kazami.

Yes.... he's just scaring himself.

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Takeru had done what most other people did immediately after awaking: he tidied up. His teeth were brushed, his body washed, his food devoured, and his clothes put on. When he had finished, he left for the HQ. In actuality, this all took about seven minutes. He was quick to get these things done, and although he certainly wanted to enjoy the hot water running on his body in the shower, he couldn't be too late or he'd possibly miss something. But such swiftness in the morning was only possible because he woke up quickly. Doing work for many different people had made him this way, so you could say there were other bonuses to working as a 'spy'.

He stepped outside of his room wearing a far different look than before. His movements were... slightly erratic, and he did not appear to be meeting with police, or people like them. In fact, with the air he gave off, one might think he was entering an asylum. Given the odd, innocent (but not really) smile on his face, it was possible. People who were originally disturbed by his demeanor allowed him through, knowing who and what he was, after he showed them the required ID. His destination was, of course, to meet with 'Mr.Stick-UHA-kun', an inside (not really) nickname he gave to Inspector Itsuya. Considering how much 'Takeru' complained that Hayato had a piece of wood up his rectum, many accurately guessed what the extra characters stood for. Among him, there should have been his own Inspector, and that woman who used to be one, but was now an Enforcer like Takeru himself. An odd bunch they were. He imagined other people in the building giving their group special attention within their gossip circle, for they were among the most.... 'unique' groups of Inspector/Enforcers there were.

Takeru briefly wondered if it would be in character to hurt others for teasing him.

"Be careful next time."

As the Enforcer waltzed into the office without regard for any tact whatsoever, he picked up the last line of whatever conversation Inspect Itsyua and Enforcer Torai were having beforehand. Something happen, I wonder? Probably nothing important. Takeru figured they bumped into each other, or she gave herself a papercut. He had rational, normal thoughts about the situation, but he also picked up that Itsuya acted a bit odd when he thought he was alone with Torai. Character, is what it was. If it were anyone else, he might've told them off, and been angry...er. He didn't seem baby-butt soft, but he did seem softer than usual just then. This further reinforced some theories about the two of them that Takeru had, but more information would be needed before Takeru could make any assumptions.

Anyway, while Takeru made normal guesses as to what had just happened, 'Takeru' had the exact opposite thought process. As such, when he entered, he entered saying, "I'm more ashamed of you, Stick-kun! You should always wrap it before you tap it!" he claimed in a rather inconsiderate voice and also letting everyone else in the building around him know he was there.

In the surrounding rooms, many un-named Inspectors and Enforcers alike sighed.

"I do enjoy my explosions, but those kind are.... " he pinched his nose and made a strange face similar to what a child did when he smelled something awful. "Just keep that kinda talk to yourself, please."

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Sakiko woke up to a very odd morning, starting with her falling off her bed. From there, it went to using her brother's toothbrush, and then to forgetting to eat as she was on her way to her new job; being an inspector. Honestly though, there was no special reason for why she wanted, and somehow, became an inspector, 'Dad did it, so I will too.' Is what she told herself while heading to the building, deciding to walk rather than take any type of car or vehicle.

She glanced down at the map she had in her hands. Even though it was her second week on the job, she still had her troubles trying to get there and making her way to her office, "W-Which way again?" She asked herself, still feeling very anxious to go to her work since she didn't blend in, at all.

Saki wasn't like the others who worked there. She was most definitely not a criminal, she wasn't serious, and she hardly even looked like an adult. This always brought her down when she thought of it, but she decided not to pay any attention to it. After all, she wouldn't let things get to her that easily. She had to be tougher than her appearance to take on the job she currently does.

But still, she wasn't exactly 'Inspector material.' Her clumsiness proved this, and she often tripped and dropped things if she wasn't chasing a criminal down. Still, Saki did have her good and bad qualities, both as a regular woman and as an inspector.

After finally arriving at the right building, she then had to find out which floor, and which room. She knew she wasn't alone with her enforcer, but there would also be another pair with them. Saki didn't mind more people, but she did get insanely nervous around them since they were all over five years older than her. Was she really that young? Apparently so.

After finally finding an elevator to get to the right floor, she studied the map, but couldn't see well, so first, she began to clean her glasses and did it quickly since more people began to pour into the elevator, making her feel uncomfortable since she was slightly claustrophobic. But she took this time to study her map and instructions to her room with the others; her enforcer, Takeru, and the other duo, Seiren and Hayato.

Once she finally got off the elevator, after waiting for the other people to get off on their stop, she arrived on the right floor. Well, she thought and hoped she did, but Saki confirmed this after asking someone else for directions, and pointed her in the right way, "T-Thank you!" She stuttered, again, and ran off.

Saki started in a dash for her office, checking the time on her phone every now and then, nearly bumping into a few other workers along the way, 'Nice going for making a first impression...' She pouted to herself, yet continued her sprint anyways.

Lucky her. She wasn't as late as she expected, "G-Good morning!" Saki announced to the three after arriving at her office. She yelled it a little loudly, even though she was out of breath, but perhaps that was just because she was nervous, as she always was.

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That moment of weakness vanished as soon as it appeared.. thankfully. However, while she escaped unscathed from the events, the coffee pot had a worse fate. Seiren could only just stand and merely frown at the mess she created, a blur of black and white briefly distracting her attention. Before a retort or a mew of protest could have been uttered, Hayato was at her side with a new set of demands, demands of which concerned her well being. "Dammit! Are you alri-" began his words, his own tongue inflicting their demise. Opening her own mouth to respond, the Enforcer was about to reassure him that she was completely safe before closing it once more at the slew of hushed curses that reached her ears. With a frown taking up residency once more, her mind begun it’s battle on whether or not she should assist her Inspector in the tedious task of shard-picking...that is, before her inner voice whispered to her, swiftly putting an end to the debate. You’ve caused enough trouble..just let him do his thing and be done with it.

Within a matter of moments, the carpet was freed from the glass splinters and Hayato was back at his computer, the room relapsing back into a moment of stifling silence. "Be careful next time." floated out his hidden mutter, that twinge of apathy coloring it once more. With a small huff, Seiren merely glanced back down at her clenching fists before unclenching them, a habit she developed when struck with uncertainty or agitation, her own reply coming out just slightly frosty. ”Yeah, alright… Though it’s not like I did it intentionally...Can’t really control it..” It’s not my fault those headaches randomly appear, you know.. mused those stone-laced thoughts, that frown deepening to one side. It was then he waltzed into the office, a slightly idiotic smile plastered onto his face.

"I'm more ashamed of you, Stick-kun! You should always wrap it before you tap it!" came Takeru’s childish declaration, apparently alerting everyone of his presence..as if the sliding door wasn’t enough. With a soft sigh, Seiren replaced that frown with a half-smirk, those crimson orbs now gleaming with amusement. Opening her mouth to greet the new person, such intentions were ruined with the continuation of his speech. "I do enjoy my explosions, but those kind are.... Just keep that kinda talk to yourself, please." Quirking an eyebrow at his childish accusations and expression, distaste quickly stamped its appearance onto Seiren’s features...perhaps mostly likely due to the lack of knowledge she possessed in figuring out what he was referring to. With a shake of her head, the reprimandation came softly, masked by the sigh that followed. ”Takeru…….. you should keep such comments to yourself. Especially so early in the morning..you are disturbing everyone.” Sending a quick glance over at Hayato, the ex-Inspector retrained her gaze back onto the rambunctious young man, a guarded smile tossed his way. ”Late, aren’t you? What..not excited to meet your new Inspector?” sang out her joking tone, teasing quite blatant in the words.

Before she had time to even blink, the door flew open once more to reveal a girl of small stature and clothes a size too big.. yet, one thing instantly stood out to Seiren...and lets just say she hated it. S..she’s actually taller... than me!? fumed her outraged thoughts, disbelief more or less causing such a reaction versus anger. Keeping that gaze on the newbie, a slight frown placed itself onto her mouth as the young women went through the formalities.

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”Takeru…….. you should keep such comments to yourself. Especially so early in the morning..you are disturbing everyone.” Seiren sighed. She had probably just figured he wasn't ever going to listen, and putting any effort into her words was meaningless. He'd have to say it was a smart move.

"They need to wake up anyway. Too much sleep makes you sleepy, and sleepy people are boring people." Takeru explained as he took his a step away from the door he had just entered through.

”Late, aren’t you? What..not excited to meet your new Inspector?” she asked. He felt like it was teasing. Well, 'Takeru' did.

The young man shook his head in disagreement. "No, quite the opposite. I'm hoping my new one won't be as boring as the last. After all, that man's most exciting moment in life was probably the end of that, and it was laughable at best how he died. Could've gone out in a much more spectacular way but.... nope. Boring, just like him. If there's any chance of having someone not BORING-" he shot a glance at Hayato, then returned it to Seiren as he continued. "- then I'll be glad or maybe even excited!"

Ah yes, I think her name was Sakiko? All I heard was that she was a new recruit, which makes me question what they were thinking. I know I have a pretty high level, so they pass me on to someone who is inexperienced? Maybe they think their guns keep them safe. My last Inspector learned that lesson the hard way, and now I might have to look over this person to make sure they're not killed. Wouldn't want to keep switching people. Harder to manipulate people within a shorter timespan, after all.

Takeru was about to take a seat when suddenly....

"G-Good morning!" came a small but loud voice, causing Takeru to change his attention to the cause.

G-good morning? Someone spray her with something, the stench of nervousness makes me puke! I really hope I don't need backup anytime ever. I don't think she'll be much help.... Ah, but I should greet her.

"Hola! How are you? You must be.... " he paused, as if to think. After an awkward amount of time, he continued. "Sa-chan! I've been waiting for you, you know. Been here forever, ask these guys. Well, nevermind, don't ask them. Instead, what is your favorite food? Is it bananas? Don't answer that, I'd hate to know. Instead, I'll introduce myself. I am Takeru Kazami, but you can call me." he shot the young woman a wink but then continued on immediately. "I just noticed something.... " Takeru's glance quickly shot to Seiren, then back to Sakiko. This process repeated.... five times.

"You're taller than her." he smiled. "But it is definitely not a problem. She gets by with her impediment with ease. Don't bring it up though or she'll get madder than a midget with a yo-yo, and you don't want that." this felt like a good amount of rambling to Takeru. He couldn't think of anymore gibberish to spit out, and honestly, he was even annoyed at himself. Plus, he could tell someone was self-conscious about their height just by body language. He wouldn't be surprised if that's the first thing Seiren noticed about his new Inspector.

He might've been in deep water, too.

Oh well, burning bridges narrows choices.

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Hayato surprisingly was able to stop the urge to smack the newcomer. The enforcer who had walked in was a constant annoyance to his side, and he could never get used to his stupid ways or that retarded nickname he had given him. It worse then the other white haired inspector stupidity...or just about the same.

Like most inspectors, he ignored the comments that came out of the enforcer's mouth. It was never really important, and half the time...like now for instance. He had just decided to ignore the comment, as he continued to go through the history of the cameras and other case files. It was just annoying he had to deal with this alone. Where was the new girl...Uenomi right? He held back a sigh, as he took a glance toward the man. He could never fathom on how he had such a high psycho-pass yet acted like a little brat...which was only one of the reasons why he didn't trust him.

Though, that enforcer's talking was countered by Seiren, much to his relief. He didn't feel like arguing today.

A beeping from the holographic wall brought his attention back to the screen. Clicking on view, the camera brought up a video surveillance of a motel called "Hagekure." He zoomed in, to see a hooded figure turning slightly to see his full face tahnkfully. Clicking pause, the video stopped, and he zoomed in. More buttons pushed, facial recognition activated, and confirmed the match was at least 87%...good enough to check out. The video said it was 3:47 AM today.

Did that mean another body was in the possession of that screwed up bastard? A frown entered his features, as he scowled slightly at the screen. It was also possible that it wasn't him, or he'll be gone for that matter.

It didn't matter, though a loud voice rang out of nowhere. He winced a bit, as the voice echoed, the scowling deepening further, as he looked toward the new comer. There was the new inspector. He sighed, before just saying a single phrase.

"Your late."

With that said, he clicked on a button, and the holographic wall quickly lit up, and he sent it to the other inspectors. It was a lead, so he'd have to go over it with them later when they met up. With that done, he turned to Seiren.

"Torai, Get some security drones around the Hagekure Motel. Geru might be there right now." He said coolly, and quickly before turning toward the new inspector.

"You, come with me." He said curtly, before turning and walking out of the office. He did slowdown his pace a bit, just so the girl could follow.




Shouichi Byakurai

ImageThis time he was able to hear footsteps before the quiet inspector made an appearance. Usually, he would say at least a word of greeting and he'd jump out of surprise...he should attach a bell to him or something...like a cat... but it seemed like today, he was actually paying attention, focusing on the quiet footsteps that signaled the other's arrival.

Shouichi shot him a grin, and responded back happily. "Morning Geo-kun! Having a nice day so far?" He asked, the childish grin never leaving his face. Shouichi had made it a habit of at least trying to get that quiet introvert to talk to him, more and more everyday. He'd like to think it was slowly working.

Though before the other man could respond, the door opening, revealing the dark hair enforcer. He laughed a bit at her question when she walked in, before waving at her with his hand up.

"I missed you Tete-chan! Good morning!" The stupid looking grin never leaving his face as he spoke. It was a common thing for her to come in like that, so he had gotten used to it. Even the "kid" nickname didn't bother him at all...well it never did in the first place, but it was a weird name.

He was at least a year older then the woman.

Though, he did hear the question that she asked the other inspector, and he sighed. It was really hard to be in the room with two smokers. He didn't want lung cancer. Luckily Mako-chan didn't smoke. Speaking of which, where was she?

"Tete-chan? Geo-kun? Don't smoke in here! The stench always stays in here." he asked, putting his hands together in a begging form of sort. Though that easy going grin was still on his face.

Though while he faced away from his computer, it let out a short light beep, to show new mail had come in.

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"Your late." The one with silver hair said.

"I-Im sorry..." Was all she could make out quietly, nervous about talking to older people. Up next spoke the brown haired man afterwards.

"Hola! How are you? You must be...."

"M-My name is-" Sakiko began, about to say her name but her stuttering took up far too much of her time, so she was unable to finish. But the brown haired man seemed to have already known her name.

"Sa-chan!"

"Yes!" Saki said, as if she was reporting in for something. She had been so anxious and so stiff, since it was her first job ever, that she didn't even know how to talk casually anymore.

"I've been waiting for you, you know. Been here forever, ask these guys. Well, nevermind, don't ask them. Instead, what is your favorite food? Is it bananas? Don't answer that, I'd hate to know. Instead, I'll introduce myself. I am Takeru Kazami, but you can call me."

"S-Sorry for being late... I got lost here along the way." She said while rubbing the back of her neck, only the tips of her finger reaching her neck since the rest of her hand was covered in the oversized wool jacket she wore, "My... favorite food?" She wondered, not knowing why someone would ask her that, but she responded by saying, "A-Anything sweet, I guess... And nice to meet you, Mr. Kazami!" She said, bowing very respectfully and politely.

Various thoughts ran through her head, 'T-These people are all years older than me... They must think I'm just a child!' She thought, frightened of the fact that she'd be looked down upon.

"I just noticed something.... "

Saki saw Takeru's eyes shift from her, to the woman slightly shorter than her, and then back to her as he said, "You're taller than her."

"R-Really?" Saki asked, accidentally letting a bit of an excite tone hint at her voice. She couldn't help it. Saki was always being called short and was always presumed to be a teenager, even a child at some points, even though she was already 21 years of age. When she was taller than someone, anyone really, it made her a bit more confident and happy, but she struggled not to show the smile on her face, despite the other woman's surprised looking face.

"But it is definitely not a problem. She gets by with her impediment with ease. Don't bring it up though or she'll get madder than a midget with a yo-yo, and you don't want that."

Saki glanced at him for a moment, 'Did he recognize the mistake he just made?' She asked herself as her eyes shifted back to the other woman, sure that she would lash out at him or something of the sort. But, just as he said, she said nothing of it and just nodded with a smile.

"Torai, Get some security drones around the Hagekure Motel. Geru might be there right now." Saki all of a sudden heard Hayato say, making her jump a bit from a different voice coming out of no where, but trying her best not to show it too much. If she was going to prove she wasn't as flimsy as she looked, she'd have to begin with first impressions. Unfortunately for her, that wasn't going too well.

"You, come with me." Hayato told Sakiko as he walked out of the office. Saki immediately followed, no complaints, no words. His pace wasn't too fast, so she didn't struggle to try and keep up, but it did make her wonder exactly where he was taking her.

'Maybe it's like a thing they do for newcomers?' She hoped. At least, she hoped it wasn't anything bad that she got herself in trouble with. Deciding to take her chances, she said in a quiet, squeaky and small voice, "U-Um... where are we going, sir?" She quickly added in the sir, just for respect as she usually would.

(Repost for Fuyuhana.)

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He glanced at the new inspector, slowing down more to allow her to walk side by side. It was easier for him to explain when she was beside him, instead of trailing behind him like a puppy.

Oh god...was he like that when he first joined?

Well, he couldn't blame her. After all, she had just joined recently, only coming into the field now, after going through a short orientation with other new Inspectors and such. But still, he wondered briefly why she got assigned to him. He wasn't the most patient person here at the HQ. It would have been a better choice to pair her with Inspector Allen, or even Inspector Byakurai.

But then again, if she was one of two mentioned would be assigned with him...and Allen was good, but he works at a slow pace compared to him, and Byakurai... is just plain weird. Hayato doubted he could spend a whole day with that smiling, sweet-eating, loud, man-child. Well, without going insane... He grimaced at the thought of having both Takeru and him in the same room.

As he registered her question, he glanced at her.

"I have to take you to the briefing room." He said simply, before looking at her again. She was nervous. He could easily tell. "Your not in trouble. If I spent all my time chasing after late Inspectors then I'd have a shitload of more work." He added, after a sigh. Were all newcomers like this? Or just her? Maybe just her... she wasn't like most people who join the Inspector ranks.

"I need to show you all the case files for the current case Inspector Allen, Byakurai, and I are working on... Do you watch the news? Surely you've heard about a string of murders, right?" He asked, though it was more of a statement then a question. The only way not to have heard it is if you never read the newspaper, or watch the news,or listen to the radio. After all, the news were more like crows to the carcass.

Fucking annoying pests.

The silver haired inspector stopped in front of one of the doors. He scanned his ID, and the door clicked to show it was unlocked. He flicked on the lights, and the room was fair larger then expected. A large rectangular table was in the center, and of course chairs tucked under the table. The room itself was quite plain in itself, compared to an Inspector's office. Flicking on the computer, and clicking a button on the table the walls glowed briefly, before a low hum came out of nowhere as pictures began to pulled up, along with case files.

The walls suddenly had three coloumns. One had facts about "The Artist," the middle column had facts labeled "Murderers," and the last one had a list of the victims. Hayato decided against bringing up the photos of the bodies, as the last time he did that someone walked in and almost barfed up his lunch. they were indeed pretty...gruesome.

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"I am sure you did. It's hard to live without me." Tera said tucking the cigarette butt in her lips and picking up the inspectors lighter, flicking it on and leaning into the flame. The second the tip started to take light and the smoke lazily wafted upwards; she felt her body relaxing, and her anger at her suspicion that the guard at the third checkpoint only stopped her to pat her down because he was a sick bastard leave her mind. Oh, yes. Well worth the lung cancer.

Tera took a long drag from the life stick and turned her head blowing a bellow of smoke at Shouichi. If frowning mothers and signs couldn't stop her from smoking where she pleased; the kid wouldn't be able to. Plus, he should be glad, that was the closest he would ever get to her lips.

With her need satisfied, she leaned back into the hard chair and crossed her legs idly studying her dear inspector. Tera noted he looked the same as he did everyday, and she wondered what he would look like in a Hawaiian shirt. It would be adorable. Not that he would look good, but with his serious attitude and dour personality; it would be hilarious. She imagined it would look like one of those little kids who were given an terrible sweater from their grandmothers and sat on the couch pouting.

Tera couldn't fight the small half-smile that worked it's way across her lips and around her cigarette. Yes, he is so getting a Hawaiian shirt for his birthday.

Her thoughts were interrupted at her inspectors question. Tera gave the holographic display a one over. She had seen it a few times as this case had been everyone, besides her, obsessions. At some level, Tera admired the 'Artist'. He had a flair for the dramatics and was reasonably intelligent. God knows it was becoming harder to preform decent murderers in this day and age, yet the man was pulling it off nicely. An added bonus was he made most of the people here flip out, it seemed only her inspector didn't get... angry at his mention. Well, there was stick-up-his-ass, but Tera could feel a difference between him and her inspector. A primal one.

Terra took another puff on her cigarette; they wouldn't like what she would suggest anyways, so she decided to keep her mouth closed. She was just muscle. Before the kid could say anything, which is a feat in itself, the holographic display turned to a video that her emerald eyes tracked. Well, at least I might get to shoot someone.

It didn't surprise her that after the video ending, her dear inspector was mulling it over. He seemed to do that a lot. The kid was wasting no time showing his enthusiasm. Personally, Tera found it hilarious how the kid acted when someone dropped the A-word, but her inspector wasn't to fond of it. Maybe because it brought down efficiency? Or worse, that he was just an nice guy. Given that he sparred her life, she lent more to the latter.

Tera took her time examining him. Just as she thought the first time someone showed her a photo of the newest inspector on their case, the only attractive thing about his was his eyes. Despite his calm, and almost boring, exterior he had beautiful eyes. She should have cut them out when she had the chance. Those eyes have caused her a lot of trouble over the year or so.

Blinking out of her stupor, she turned her head to the kid, "Meh, it's as good a lead as you will get. Personally, the more he kills the better." She said with a shrug, "Guys like him. They love it. He is just going to get more exuberant with each murder, little ones won't give him the thrill. The bigger the murder and 'art' display, the higher chance you have of catching him." She said with a bland, bored tone. She didn't expect them to catch him until then. Until the body count went higher, when the artist started to work on his 'masterpiece' that was when he would slip up. She didn't expect them to believe that or even like it because it was their job to stop it before it got that far, but Tera was banking on that moment.