WEEK 2 - SUNDAY AFTER TRIAL

[chaoticlootral]

[After trial - Taako is wandering the streets, and Lenka is a figure that's, uh, hard to miss? Sidling up, apparently happy enough to look for a conversational distraction.]

What's up, Big Cat?

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[soylentprotag]

[It's just as hard to miss the ever-flamboyant Taako, especially now that Lenka's more used to keeping watch below eye level. He pauses his stride and lets Taako catch up -- it's probably a quieter corner of Shibuya, on the way to a good place to think, or stare at the sky. Sometimes they're the same thing.]

Hmm. I don't know. It always feels funny, when we finish a trial.

[Kind of empty, kind of not. The time between trial and execution is a strange space where he's not sure what to do with himself. It made more sense the first week, when there were people to say goodbye to. Not that that was a good thing.]

You?

[chaoticlootral]

[Catching up quickly, jogging a little in heels is not a good look and he doesn’t want to do it for long, but Lenka is big, so. Sighing out as he sort of considers that question - kind of weird to think about how you feel about condemning someone to death and all. Reflection on his his actions is not his strong suite.]

Mm, funny is a word for it. Shitty? Might be another?

[soylentprotag]

[For his part, Lenka probably spends way too long reflecting at this point. They've condemned a lot of people, and possibly left others open to dying with their decision this week. It's always some kind of gamble, some kind of facsimile of justice, but this week more than most.

Everything still feels pretty jumbled. Truly a hot mess.

Lenka slows his stride a little; he's getting the hang of remembering he can't go quite as quick as he can when he's by himself. There aren't many who can keep up with his natural stride at a moment's notice.]

Maybe. We found one Reaper. Eleanor's killer. [he's looking ahead as he says it, speaking to the street] It... Thanks for the chart. It was helpful.

[Even if it was glittery and that probably got everywhere. A little glitter goes a long way.]

im so sorry i missed this i thought i had already grabbed it!

[chaoticlootral]

Oh, sure, sure. Don’t expect another one, I’ve already hit my limit on random acts of helpfulness. People are starting to have expectations, and I am not about that life.

[Not really going anywhere in particular, just sort of glad not to be cooped up in McDonald’s for once.]

So, what’s your deal? [Realizing that may be a little vague.] What with being a big furry dude and all. Only non-humanoid here.

no worries!

[soylentprotag]

I was surprised you didn't charge for it. But I learned some things from it.

[It's good-natured; he's fully willing to help compile information if needed (or get someone to help him compile information, anyway), but he's never been very much about the paperwork. Having an example to follow was better, however unusual.

They can wander the city as much as they want; it's what Lenka does on a regular basis anyway. Being cooped up at his size does not do wonders for the state of the Aragami. Speaking of which:]

... Oh. We fought Aragami, back home. But if you were unlucky, you could be infected, and this could happen. [a broad shrug; he's explained this enough by now that it comes almost naturally] I wasn't lucky.