Solace

As One | Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

NEVERMIND I AM DUMB

WHAT

As One | Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

Don't ask when but this is supposedly part of the RP playlist and will be played for somethings.

I am cool.
:D

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I'm out of school now haha

Hajime is an asshat

As One | Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

Hajime was not sure on how to feel about Tsuna's mediation on the incident last night. He had made an emergency return to the Iron Fort upon the severity of the urgent news delivered by the desperate Storm candidate, and after spending the night in his personal quarters, he had sought an improptu audience with whoever was available from the tenth generation.

In attendance had been Stupidera, Lambo, Hibari, and of course, Tsuna himself -- it was an understatement to say when Hajime saw that all of them were not in the best condition to meet. The unknown sickness, which was sweeping through the tenth generation guardians, was truly disturbing; ever since the mysterious diagnosis not too long ago, all of them had already appeared as if they had aged significantly, their youthful appearances already deteriorating. It broke his heart to watch all of his childhood friends slowly rot because of it, and he wished that he could simply rid of the candidate selection process so that he could search for a remedy to save their lives.

"Damn it," Hajime sighed frustratingly as he balled up a fist at his side, infuriated about the situation as he walked down the street with his face underneath his iconic hat. He raised his hand slightly up to his eyes to read the glowing screen of his 'watch', which he had decided to replace his old phone from his teenage years with. It was one of those 'smart' devices that 'revolutionized' the world, but the man saw the 'innovation' as unconventional and unecessary. Watches had been invented for, well, reading the time, not to act as a phone, and those 'smart' phones were even more ridiculous. Cell phones are used to contact people, not for playing games. The world was filled with technology these days, but too much - someday, those machines would be turned against them. He just knew it.

Hajime glared down at the screen of the odd watch, attempting to understand its awkward processes. An experiment from the Bovino Famiglia, it was the only unit of its current existence - according to Tsuna, it had been developed much further than that of the 'smart watch' which was readily available to the public, and it was made specifically for his use. Now, if it can actually work... He used his finger to swipe around the numerous available options on the watch, passing through an application which was a database of all the mafioso in the world, and was finally able to locate Sonya. This would have been much simpler if I had my old phone. He quickly typed a message telling her to gather the candidates and head to his residence in Trespiano, citing the importance of the meeting and her presence.

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Moments after, Daisuke burst out of the bathroom and, upon smelling the cooking of the waffles, sprinted past Cyril and started down the stairs. Halfway down, he tripped over a rogue slipper and screamed as he crashed towards the bottom of the steps, landing atop of the sleeping Artemis. "I'M SO HUNGRY!" he cried out as he rolled over to the side and gently hit the wall head-on, rubbing his stomach. "C'mon friend," his arm rose as if it were a zombie's hand splitting the earth to free itself from its grave, patting Artemis without moving. "We gotta get the big cakes, mannnn..." As he kept urging her to wake up, he rolled onto his back and froze upon seeing where his hand had been.

Daisuke's face went through multiple shades of red as he screamed and quickly got back up to his feet, running away frantically. "I touched her butt!" he shouted rather loudly and entered the kitchen with his arms over his head. Though, the knob on the entrance began to turn, and the door swung open.

"Hi Dad."

Daisuke's moment of hyperactivity suddenly came to a stop as his arms quickly returned to his sides and he stared blankly at his father, who had returned home. Hajime took off his hat and threw it onto the couch, removing his shoes and stopping as he saw Artemis on the ground. Not saying a word, he blinked past the sleeping girl as he walked into the kitchen and yawned, smiling.

"You sleep well?" Hajime asked as he stopped in front of Daisuke.

The boy appeared surprised as he refrained from looking his father in the eye, looking off to the side. "I- yeah, I-"

"Of course," Ottavio's voice said from behind Daisuke as he looked back and at his caretaker, who returned his father's smile. It was then that Daisuke realized that Hajime had asked her, not him. "How'd it go?"

Walking past Daisuke, Hajime took a seat at the head of the table, and sighed. "I've called for Sonya to bring the rest of the candidates here so I can explain the situation. I'll speak of it when they arrive, but it's important..."

As One | Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

Ohayou gozaimasu~

not even morning

I'll post today. Now is when things can really pick up. :D

As One | Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

I already established that Cyril is on the bed though, and Daisuke allowed him to sleep there. >_>

Speaking of which, I really, really, really, really, hate pressuring people because I don't feel good about it, but I really, really, really, really, really need Naoto's backstory. Like, who he is related to. And how it connects to everything. ASAP. It really hurts to not know a single thing about him other than mentions of his dad who I also know nothing about. And after that would be a (hopefully not long) process of looking through and revising it to fit with the RP. I'm sorry, I really hate pressuring and I know you're always apparently on a phone or something, but I'm practically on my knees. I need it. I refuse to go into the "Arcs of..." arcs until it is done. It has been months. ;-;

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Hajime drew an astonished gasp as his eyes lit upon the mention of the Birra Famiglia, biting the side of his mouth. "Damn it," he said, clicking his tongue and reaching past Cyril to seize the evidence of the incident that had been left behind. His eyes scanned through the profane, satire-filled letter, mentally feeling a slap to his forehead.

It had taken the kidnapper such a long time to convey their message of the abduction of Cyril's aunt, but to see the boy desperately crying to him for his help, there was no doubt that it was true. Hajime's expression grew tense as he folded the letter neatly to fit it into his pocket, swinging the shirt from his shoulder and over his head to wear it.

"Cyril, I'm going to need you to stay here for the time being," Hajime spoke in a more demanding tone than requesting. He turned back to Ottavio, who had rose from the couch and stood behind him with a worried look on her face that matched his own. "He'll be staying in Daisuke's room," he said to the caretaker, who nodded in compliance. "I need to return to the Iron Fort... this is an emergency."

"Dad?" Daisuke's voice asked curiously as he removed his earphones, his eyes lighting up upon seeing Cyril and Artemis standing at the doorway. "Cyril!" he waved, smiling as he joined them at the entrance and looking back and forth between his father and friends. His smile died as he saw Cyril's miserable countenance, frowning to coincide. "Hey... what's wrong?"

Hajime laid a hand on his son's shoulder, patting it lightly. "Cyril wants to have a sleepover," he explained, faking a smile. "He'll be staying in-"

"YAY!" Daisuke cheered, throwing his arms up and accidentally hitting Hajime in the chin. "You can stay in my room!"

"Anyway," Hajime sighed, rubbing his chin and walking back to the couch. He vocally ordered the television to shut off as he picked up his tattered coat, rotating his hand to look around the surface of the clothing. After a moment of observation, he threw it back onto the couch, returning to the doorway. "I have to leave for an important meeting," he said.

Daisuke blinked, looking down. "Again? This late?"

"Don't worry," Ottavio wrapped an arm around Daisuke, comforting him. "Your dad will be just fine."

"Okay," he nodded, still sounding unconvinced.

Hajime took a brief instant to re-style his hair before he walked past Cyril, stopping near Artemis on his way out. "If you want, you can stay here, too," he offered to her in English as he resumed his travel. "Trespiano is no longer safe."

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Sunlight peered through the transparent balcony door of Daisuke's bedroom as the morning came. The wake of the sun re-illustrated Mother Nature's beauty as she graced the awakening Italy with life. Daisuke yawned lazily as the light came over his makeshift bed on the floor, causing him to groan annoyingly. He pulled the blanket over his face to immerse himself back into the comfort of the dream world, refusing to open his eyelids.

"Daisuke~" Ottavio sang as she gently opened the door into his room, gasping as it clashed with another structure that was covered in a blanket. "It's time to wake up~"

Daisuke raised a hand from underneath the blanket and rubbed his head, whining as he turned away from the door. "I don't wanna," he complained.

"You know, you didn't need to sleep so close to the door. You could've slept anywhere else in this big room!" Ottavio said as she looked at the large, slightly-messy bedroom. She frowned when her eyes laid upon the bed containing a sleeping Cyril, sighing. "Come on, get up," she urged the Japanese boy, walking into the room and lightly kicking him in the side.

"But it's the freaking summer," Daisuke continued to complain.

"I'll make some waffles for breakfast," Ottavio produced a sly grin.

In an instant, the figure underneath the blanket rose as if it were a zombie rising from the grave. Daisuke untangled himself from his makeshift bed and, with one eye open and the other glued shut, he trotted past Ottavio and into the hallway towards the bathroom.

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I'm just socially awkward. >_>

I'm gonna start working on the post now.

As One | Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

I hate high school. Full of idiots and racist assholes like my town. ;-;

I'll have a post up.. soon-ish. I won't make any promises because I am super exhausted right now.

But uh, yeah, so I guess that means I should skip like, right now, in the current situation. I'll do that.

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ew
aging
what is life