029 - How is hope feeling today? / Tired and sick of this place

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[Misaki is sitting at her good ol' kitchen table, staring at a copy of a note in her hands. Her badge and sheets of notes are scattered across the scrubbed tabletop in no apparent order.

She's pale. Tight-lipped. Her eyes bright and intense. She sets the note down, closes her eyes and rests her head in one hand.]


...bastards.

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[contract_star]

[Hei is looking rather worn out. He watches Misaki from a distance for a moment before approaching.]

Problems?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Aren't there always? [PFFF DAMN.]

[contract_star]

[Raises an eyebrow.] I take it it's something I'm not going to like.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Looking away.] It's nothing you need to worry about.

[contract_star]

[Well, this can't be good.] You...do realize that that's not exactly comforting, right?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Something happen?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Something always happens, Dino. [Evasive? Why, what makes you say that?]

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Fine, something worse than usually happened?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Sighs and rubs her eyes.] The Kindershrecker has been laying low since... the warehouse explosion. Well, it seems she--he--they--have finally made another move.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

What happened?

[lamb_of_gold]

Misaki?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Hello, Mu. [Props her chin in one hand.]

[lamb_of_gold]

What has you so frustrated?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Not... frustrated. [Hey, you know that empathy thing? HE'S PROBABLY GETTING SOME SEVERELY NERVOUS VIBES RIGHT NOW.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Well he TRIED to be polite about it] Worked up, then. You're nervous.

[mercwamouth]

[Deadpool is watching quietly from afar]

[I am not stalking her!]

[...I didn't say you were...]

[...Oh]

[*resumes stalking*]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Obliviously pulling in stacks of notes, flipping through, tossing them aside again, and alllways coming back to that little xeroxed sheet with a scowl.]

[mercwamouth]

[Deadpool tries to move in sneakily to get a closer look at the xeroxed sheet--]

[Like a ninja!]

[...Sure. However, we all know that silence isn't Deadpool's strong-suit, so if you're not too preoccupied to pick up on the big red and black man tumbling behind you, you could probably notice him]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[She's pretty damn preoccupied, but not that preoccupied, and twists around to fix him with a glare.] Is there a reason you're tip-toeing up behind me like an inexperienced mugger?

[mercwamouth]

... Uh... because I don't have much experience mugging?

...Yeah, that's not gonna fly.

Er, actually, I was just wonderin' what you were headachin' over. You usually seem pretty together, so it's a bit strange seeing ya worked up like this.

[borntostand.livejournal.com]

[the badge catches her eye; she keeps a certain distance - more respectful than cautious - but her voice carries, gentle with an edge of bitterness]

They're like that in a lot of worlds, I think.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Eyes her--the woman looks like a cop.] Not surprising, really. [She gestures to one of the other chairs.]

Misaki Kirihara of the NPA. I don't believe we've met.

[borntostand.livejournal.com]

[a faint, grateful smile as she sits down]

Kate Lockley. Former NYPD.

[shakes her head]

I'm not around much. A lot to do back home.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

I know the feeling. This place used to be somewhere I could get work done.

[borntostand.livejournal.com]

And now?