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ᴅᴀʀᴇᴅᴇᴠɪʟ, ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ʜɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ.

Who: Akira Kurusu, Goro Akechi, Nikolai Gogol, and anyone interested in some shenanigans!
Where: A handful of locations around Aldrip
What: Akira and Goro have decided to do some people-watching to determine the identity of Gogol's farce to fake his death.
Warnings: There's a closed prompt that's gonna result in half a centimeter from death, but otherwise the only real warnings are that Goro and Gogol are involved in this log. ...probably a lot of innuendo and stupid teenager bullshittery, also.

[Picture this; it's a normal Wednesday in Aldrip, the weather is reasonable, you're going about your daily life. There's been some craziness lately, hasn't there? Some clown stole some organs, some people got messed up getting those organs back, and then some more people got messed up killing the clown. Yikes!]

[What you may not realize, is during the Killing of the Clown™️, some more things were stolen. Goro took it upon himself to steal Gogol's cloak and tablet, and... Well. As it turned out, Gogol's death was merely temporary, try as he might to convince others he was gone for good. He'd like his things back, but he's currently under the guise of an unassuming Salaryman...,]

[Cut back to this perfectly pleasant, normal Wednesday! Goro Akechi has opted to attempt to sniff out Gogol's trickery, once and for all. With the help of his partner (in crime and everything else), they have stationed themselves in separate areas of the city, connected by a seemlingly innocuous phone call, enjoying the weather and doing some good old-fashioned detective work by way of people watching. What could possibly go wrong?]

//ooc; please do not reply to this main post! comments will go up shortly for both goro and akira, as well as a third closed prompt. pick who you'd like to interact with, or hassle them both! reply to their comments for any and all sort of shenanigans, centering on your character's basic daily life in aldrip. :>

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i; Arcade

[Akira has set himself up on a shaded bench across from Game Parade, a travel tumbler of coffee in one hand and a thick stack of papers in a folder in his other. There's a pen behind his ear, and his device sits just to the side of his hip, laying face-down so it isn't obvious he's wearing a wire to communicate with Akechi. The papers are all recipes, of food and drink and cocktails, hand-written with crude little doodles in the margins of ingredients, the dishes/drinks themselves, or entirely unrelated things like a black and white cat and a bunch of what look like different masquerade masks. He seems pretty focused on his task! But don't be fooled, the clear-lens glasses he's donned once again help to make his covert watching of anyone and everyone who happens through the area seem entirely innocuous.]

ii; Flower Shop

[You can also find him outside of Silco's Flower Shop. Here, he stands, his papers shuffled now to a stapled stack featuring-- as one might expect, given his location --flowers. These, like the others, are accompanied by doodles of flowers alongside names, scent profiles, and the flower's meaning in hanakotoba. Once again he seems far more focused on his papers than he truly is, taking note in a different colored pen on another sheet of paper under his flower notes of anyone who passes by. He is, also, still wearing the wire.]

[Midday, Rolo stops by the flower shop. He's no longer on crutches by this point with people with healing magic around to speed up the recovery process, but there's still stiffness in one leg and a bit of a limp as he favors it.

He doesn't come as a customer. His brother is working the counter and Rolo comes bearing lunch. It's more just an excuse to visit, as is evident by just how long he lingers, slowly eating his own lunch and talking and then idly poking around the shop even after they're done. Rolo's kind of a sullen-looking kid most of the time, but here he looks pretty happy – when Lelouch is indulging him with any attention, at least. It gives the impression of a puppy trailing after its owner, eager for any little scrap of affection.

He only finally leaves once enough customers come in that he feels like he's just getting in the way.]

[Akira recognizes Rolo, and the relief he feels at seeing him upright and walking on his own is strangely detached. He hadn't ever had the balls-- or the mental strength, really, to go meet Rolo in the hospital, but he'd wandered past his room a time or two to get visual updates on his status. When the first time you see a kid is when they're unconscious and battered and your boyfriend probably had a hand in the battery, it's a little uncomfortable. He focuses on his papers for a moment to stem the anxious bubble that swells in his gut at seeing him walk toward the shop, and exhales when he just goes inside.]

[A minute or so later, curiosity gets the better of him and he looks into the shop, noticing the visible brightness to his person when he's around, and specifically when he's interacting with the severe-looking counter attendant. He mentions him to Goro-- the little brunet kid that was hospitalized the same time as him went to the Flower Shop. Nothing seemed amiss.]

[He taps the wire off for a second and moves toward the entrance of the shop as Rolo exits.]

Um-- [He stops, not quite shrinking away from him but taking a half-step backward from where he'd been moving forward.] ...hi, I don't think we've met.

[While Rolo's mood had noticeably dimmed back to normal levels upon leaving the shop, the look that crosses his face as he looks up and recognizes the person addressing him is...definitely sour. Through no fault of Akira's own, at least (unless one counts his terrible taste in men). But he maintains some basic civility at least.]

I saw you in the hospital.

["Visiting that one asshole" goes unsaid.]

akira;

flower shop

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i;

jinx pls

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flower shop;

not the straights

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i

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I - Arcade

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i. i lied we tag on the clock

boss makes a dollar i make a dime, that's why i tag on company time

akechi;

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--> to akira