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WATANABE HANABI (OH SAETBYEOL) OC
Miss "I'll be alright!" when she isn't going to be alright.
Pretty awkward, but very friendly!
'I see dead people' but also she is like that person who is a guide for those dead people and/or banisher of. Honestly, ghos.tbusters should hire her!
damn it sucks to have death broadcasting at all time. But hey, she gets free cable :/
Hey, Hanabi is acting very differently and out of character? Don't worry about it.
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She tested the word in her head, repeating it with eloquent ease as if she were a fluent speaker. Although, the dissonance between replaying a single word opposed to utilizing the verbal syllables did not hinder Yuuka's assurance she knew a Korean word. The offer caught Yuuka by surprised as she hadn't expected any new plans apart from helping Hanabi clean her room, though she knew nothing else would keep her from following through.
She stood up, indicating she was ready to move forward with the plan. "Let's do it." She struggled to recall the last time she sat underneath the fluffy, peach trees and enjoyed the snowing petals. Perhaps her last viewing was during middle school with her classmates, right before her grandpa had passed. The rose-colored memory brought a distantly familiar warmth to her chest.
"Mmm!" Hanabi leaves the windows open, allowing for the nice breeze to fill her room with its summer scent. She grabs her star-shaped purse and a jacket in case she gets chilly and leads the way back outside.
On their journey through Cotes Ward and through the trail to reach Beotkkot, Hanabi chats away with her friend.
"Man, it's so pretty."
They arrive, and the cherry blossoms stretch as far as the eye can see. The grounds are covered in beautiful pink petals that don't seem to be dirtied, no matter.
"You know, next time, we should hang out with friends! I think that'd be super nice to hang out here with them, huh?"
How helpful. How very jolly and good-natured of her.
There's a snort of a sound leaving him before he has time to stop it.
"I like to watch the races."
He says it casually even as he checks the amount of dust he has and it's still virtually untouched since he's been here. Burning a hole right in his pocket.
"I like betting on the races even more. You've ever bet on a race before?"
"You bet on races?" And at his question, she shakes her own head. She never did a bet on anything, really. Unless it was with her friend Sora, and normally, she was the one who lost the bets and would have to carry her friend's bag to school!
"Do you win when you place your bet? Is that what you'll be doing when we get there? Place your bet?" She hums. She thinks she might give it a go when they arrive. Might as well, if she were leading them both that way.
"Wow, you're pretty handy with that phone of yours."
He starts as he looks over the offered map but refusing to really pick up out of her hands. There's a small tilt of his head as he knew as much about where these other wards were as much as he knew the one trying to help him.
"You mind showing the way? I don't really feel up to being lost."
Not like he didn't have time on his hands to be lost but she didn't need to know all of that.
"O-Oh! Of course!" She fumbles a bit. Not sure why she was caught off guard by the large man asking her to show him the way. She stows her phone away quickly, knowing by memory where to go...
...hopefully.
"Alright, Fushiguro-San, please follow me~!" She's cheerful, though, always happy to assist anyone that needed help.
"Do you participate in races? Or...Or are you just someone who watches the race? I used to be on the track team when I was in middle school, but quit in High School."
The food arrives a little over an hour into Hanabi's nap. From how hard she's sleeping, the rest seems much-needed, and so, Vanth carefully puts the food in the fridge for later before sitting comfortably off to the side. Quietly, he plays Fare Fancy on his phone until she eventually begins to stir. Vanth glances up in the middle of leveling up Steak Tartare's new alt costume, the soft red glow of his eyes thinning with a fond smile. â Hey there, Sleepyhead. Food's here. â
With the press of a button, his phone darkens, only to be pocketed again. â Ready to have it warmed up? It hasn't been in the fridge long, shouldn't take much. â
Hanabi rubs at her eyes. The more curious side of her wants to know what he's been playing, but the other part is shaking the sleepiness away. THAT, and she's hungry. Her stomach sings another song!
She gets up and releases a small kind of stretch.
"Yes, let's eat.
....
How long have I been out?" She's moving to search for her own phone to check the time.
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The girl gives a deep bow and it only really gets a chuckle out of him. So polite. So formal, and really he didn't really deserve either of them.
"Alright, Watanabe."
He starts as he rolls his shoulder.
"Fushiguro Toji. Now that we've practiced our manners and such, do you know where the race tracks are?"
"The... race tracks?" Now that she wondered, were there any race tracks here? "If there was one, it may be somewhere in the next ward over? Have you visited the Golden Ward?"
She's pulling out her phone to check the maps.
"Mmm, oh! Right here, yes--yes! It's in the Golden Ward." Happily, she turns to face him, phone in both her hands, being presented to him to show him the map.
"See?"
Man...
"Even on the moon, huh?"
â Something new... â Vanth can guess there's a meaning to the meal she picks out. It's not her usual choice of dishâin fact, it's one Vanth hasn't ever ordered beforeâbut even without reading more than its name, he's sure it's one she'll appreciate. If not for its taste, then at least for the memory. â Alright, we're all set, â Vanth tells her as he squares away the transaction on the app before it moves onto the delivery map. He feels her stretch out; hopefully, it means she's getting comfortable. â It ain't no thing. You rest up, I'll get the door when they're here. â
"Mmm, I won't be long..." she whispers to him. She wouldn't want to leave Vanth all by himself while she snoozed the sadness away! Her hands are tucked under her chin, and her eyes close. It really does not take her long to go into dreamland.
Sure enough, she stays true to her words. She's only slept for a couple of extra hours. She cracks her eyes open and rubs them. It takes a moment for her eyes to focus. "Vanth?"
Like a jinx, right as Hanabi tells him to be careful, Till stumbles with a yelp of pain. But itâs a good thing Hanabi was looking out for him, or it could have been a lot worse. She sends his attacker flying while he's distracted by checking to see if heâs hurt.
âThanks, Saetbyeol, I owe ya⌠Make sure youâre lookinâ out for yourself too!â
Till drops to the ground behind another barrel, using it as cover. Peering around it, he takes aim, firing five shots in quick succession. Three more shadows drop. He's not sure if he's improving, but heâll take it.
âDâyou seen an end to âem? Or are more still cominâ?â Till shouts to Hanabi, counting his shots. Six bullets left still.
At Till"s question, she peers over from behind her cover. She tsks in annoyance and looks to Till. He might be running out soon. Shit.
"There's no end to them. I--I'm worried about Nico." She wanted to get these guys over with so she and Till could go and quickly help Wolfwood. If it felt never-ending here, then how was Wolfwood holding up?
Hanabi is then moving as quickly as humanly possible to get to Till. She jumps over some barrels that she knocked over.
"How many bullets do you have left?" she asks worriedly once she's hidden alongside Till.
âIâll be right back,â Till promises. He doesnât know what she was going to say, but he senses her reluctance to let go. He can be much the same way sometimes, and it must be especially difficult for Hanabi now when someone she was so close to has just disappeared. Till pats her head softly. âI wonât be too far away, anâ you can shout if ya need somethinâ.â
Just as he says, Till is back quickly, blanket in hand. Noticing Hanabi still hasnât eaten, he unsubtly nudges the takeout containers closer to her, opening one up so the savory aroma can start permeating the room.
He wraps the blanket around her and sits right next to her. After a moment of hesitation, Till wraps his arms back around her and drags her closer, so that sheâs tucked back up against his chest. Cheeks lightly pinked, Till rests his chin on top of her head.
âIs⌠is this okay? Are ya too warm?â
And he's back. People come and go all the time here when the Eclipse shows up. You never know who gets to stay and who is sent back, who is brought, and who's brought back. It's all in the air. Still, when people she cared about were sent away, she got nervous. What if Watanuki was next? Shadow? What if Till? Vanth? She'd be all alone again. What if she were sent back home...What then?
She doesn't know, and she is scared to find out what would be back home for her. After everything having happened here.
The smell of food is enticing for sure. Still, she doesn't really make a move. Not yet. She's listening to Till's heartbeat. She nods quietly, then says,
"Not too warm." Except, if she stayed in this position, she knows there will not be any White Chicken, and she would be fast asleep. With that being said, she finally shifts so she can grab her food and start nibbling. It's without much of a thought that the Television and the movie is set up without her moving.
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âUuuuhhhhhhâŚ.â
âI-Iâm hungry! Yeah! Letâs get some food! Itâs on me!â
An unsubtle bribe to try to get Hanabi to drop the subject. AND if they were eating, they couldnât be talking, so Till couldnât accidentally blurt out all of his stupid feelings.
Hanabi squints her eyes at him. Cheeks puffed in a pout before she lets out the hair and huffs. "As long as you're paying." If Till thought she was going to drop it, he'd be very, very, most absolutely wrong!
She can eat AND talk and there are questions just piling up the longer they wait.
Vanth follows her into the bedroom, where Hanabi unceremoniously drops onto the mattress with soft thud. A nap, she says. Vanth thinks perhaps he'll join her, if not in sleep then at least by lying down beside her. And then that gurgle cuts through the conversation, loud and pleading, leaving Vanth attempting to stifle a small laugh. Her poor stomach must still be empty. â Alright, you nap, and I order. â He pats her on the ankle with a smile as he settles down at the foot of her bed, already whipping out his phone. He doesn't mind; it's not like he sleeps, anyway. â Any requests, or you want your usual? â
She brings her knees to her chest and hugs them while still lying on her side. Moving her head to look at Vanth a little more comfortably, she thinks for a moment and then, "I want to try something new," She answers quietly. So, she tells him what she'd like. It's one of the meals Soma liked, and she had been meaning to try it, but never did.
Now is a good time.
She then lets her legs go and stretches them out, careful not to hit Vanth with her toes. "Thank you, Vanth."
Now Till has to choke down his irritation that no one is answering his questions, and any sounds of pain that might dare try to escape his throat when Wolfwood bends his broken finger in his splint. But the guy is clearly going through something, so itâs an easy decision for Till to be the more mature one and let it go for now with the intention of grilling him later. Heâs been getting a lot of practice with that recently. It must be something that troubled dark-haired men bring out in him.
Taking in Wolfwoodâs advice, Till nods wordlessly. He doesnât say that heâs not sure heâs a practiced enough shot to aim at specific parts of the body instead of in their general direction and hoping he hits somethingâit wouldnât change anything. Till has already made up his mind to stay.
Mirroring the concern in the other manâs eyes, Till yells back, âWorry about yourself, idiot! Youâd better not die either!â
Shaking his head in disbelief, he turns back to Hanabi. Till has never seen her in action before, and he has to admit heâd been somewhat shellshocked to watch her throw a large motorcycle like it was a ball of tinfoil. He can acknowledge that sheâs probably more capable than him⌠but that doesnât mean he canât worry about her safety.
ââŚI donât suppose youâll listen tâ me if I tell ya tâ get outta here tooâŚ?â The wry tone with which Till asks implies he already knows the answer.
Just then, a shadowy figure runs by both of them, no doubt chasing after Wolfwood. Till raises his gun and fires two consecutive shots instinctively. His first shot goes wide, but the second one hits what looks like the shadowâs leg, and they stumble. His third shot hits the mark, and they finally go down.
More gunfire erupts around them. Hanabi was already probably a target, but now the shadowy force seems to finally view Till as a threat as well. Heâs glad he can take some of the pressure off of her.
Ducking behind a barrel, Till hears multiple bullets embed themselves in the metal. Peeking over it, he fires two more shots and watches one of the shadows fall. He takes a deep breath to steady his shaking hands. He feels lucky that these guys donât look very human, or he's not sure he'd be able to do this.
Looking around for Hanabi, he sees another shadow creeping up behind her from the entrance to the alleyway. Till sees red for a moment, but his vision clears just in time to watch the shadow throw their head back as the bullet he fired hits the middle of where their face would be if they had one.
â11 shots left,â he thinks to himself.
@hanabisays
Hanabi wants to take Till and go with Wolfwood. She's worried. Scared, even. "Nico...Please.....please be safe," she begs under her breath. Now, with wolfwood having run off to do what needs done, her attention is on Till. She's stern in her tone, "not a chance."
They were in this together!
It's then that the bullets are flying. She moves quickly behind a barrel as well. Right, he did say there were barrels everywhere. She looks to Till, who not only shoots back at the shadow men but also just saves her life. "Till oppa! Try not to get hit, okay?" And with that, with a quick wave of her hand, she's launching a few barrels at the enemies!
When she spots one of the enemies making a run to attack Till while he's caught off guard, she doesn't hesitate to throw them across with a swift wave of her hand.
They must make quite a ridiculous picture, Till thinks, shuffling into Hanabiâs house with their arms around each other. Like a mother hen with a chick who wonât stop hiding under their wing.
Till cuddles her closer, not caring about the mess sheâs making of his shirt, continuing to stroke her head with his broken hand.
âYeah⌠White ChickensâŚâ Heâs lucky his chin is resting on her head, or sheâd surely see the way he grimaces.
Itâs not that he doesnât like watching things with Hanabi, or even people in generalâitâs just that most of the jokes they make in comedies go right over his head.
âDâyou wanna lie down on the couch anâ have some food while I put the ice cream away? An' I can come back with a blanket tâ wrap ya up in and start the movie then? Does that sound nice?â
"Okay. Just....," What did she want to say? She ends up shaking her head, though. She's reluctant to let go, but she knows she has to. So, she releases him and wipes her hands. "I'll get the movie started."
Till will find that where Hanabi buried her face, it's WET.
She drags her feet, making way to the living space so she can turn the TV on and get the movie started. It's on pause for when Till is back, and she's all curled up!
âNicoâ?!
âYou two know each other?! Howâdâ?! Mmphâ!!â Till is promptly cut off by the taller man practically tackling him. To his credit, Till thinks that he takes it pretty well in stride. Itâs not really the time to be asking those sorts of questions anyway.
âWhatâs a cult?â Seems like a somewhat more urgent question for him to ask instead, peeking over Hanabiâs shoulder at the red flyer. But Till can safely assume that theyâre probably bad news. Itâs hard to believe that theyâd be good guys if they wanted to shoot Till and Hanabi for simply seeing them.
âNu-uh!â Till immediately protests to Wolfwoodâs plan, jabbing a finger at the bandages wrapped around his shoulder. âYouâre already hurt! You take Hanabi and IâllâŚâ
Till slowly unholsters the gun under his jacket, keeping it carefully pointed towards the ground with his fingers off the trigger. He hopes that in the near darkness the other two canât see the splint on his trigger finger, nor the way his hands shake. The footsteps are getting louder with every secondâtheyâre running out of time.
âIâll stay. I can hold âem off for a bit,â Till says with more confidence than he feels.
Oh, she feels her heart racing when Wolfwood mentions the past. HIS past. There's no time to think about the horror he had to face as a child. Right now, she needs to be in the presence!
"Till oppa is right," She says with a firm nod, "you're hurt and---Wait, NO. No one is leaving ANYONE behind!" She turns to face Till. When did he get a gun!?
"Nico, Till oppa....we're getting through this together. You said it yourself. They saw our faces. You really think they'll leave us be once they get through you?" She looks up at Wolfwood, bemused.
The footsteps are getting closer, and before the two guys can protest, she's already springing into action.
Back then, she felt that she couldn't do much for Little Nico, but this time...This time will be different.
She HURLS the motorcycle toward the enemies. This slows them down at least a little!
"We're in this together, whether we like it or not!"
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âOof!!â Hanabiâs head hits Tillâs chest with a force that almost knocks him off his feet.
And the way his heart feels like itâs breaking has nothing to do with his bruised ribs.
âI know⌠I knowâŚâ Tillâs splinted hand comes up to pat her head, dropping the bags of food on her stairs so he can wrap his other arm tightly around her.
âItâs not fair⌠Not fair at allâŚâ Blinking tears back from his eyes, Till tries not to think about how he would feel if he were in her position. He only wants to think about Hanabi and what she needs right now.
ââŚHowâs about we go inside, huh, Byeol-ah? Iâve got you some icecream anâ we can stay up all night watchinâ⌠th-that one show you wanted to watch⌠What was it called again?â
"It isn't," she repeats with a shake of her head. She's got a fistful of his shirt in her hands.
His hand feels different upon her head. If she weren't so grief-stricken, she would have asked about it. For now, she's unaware.
She sniffs, rubs her face against his body. She doesn't mean to, but the runny nose rubs against him as well. "Mmm...white chickens," she says through sniffles and light sobs.
She somehow manages to bring them both inside without moving away from him.
As Hanabi releases him, Vanth lightly presses his knuckles into her shoulder. â You will be, â he says, absolutely certain of her strength. He would always admire it, the sheer will of Hanabi's kind heart. â But you don't gotta be yet. â
Vanth gazes at her as he leans against the doorway. She may have let go of their embrace, but her puffy eyes and messy hair still have his concern. â ... Think you've got an appetite? Or did you wanna take me up on that nap, after all? â
Hanabi nods at his kind words. He's always so reassuring and supportive. She loves that about him. She wipes her eyes dry of any tear residue.
"I'll be okay," She mutters. And it was okay to not be yet. She'll tell herself this for as long as she needs.
She drags her feet to plop onto the bed face-first. She moves her head so she can look at Vanth, "Nap sounds good..." her stomach says otherwise, though. At the thought of an appetite? Well, it'd be a surprise of Watanuki AND Shadow, wherever they were, didn't hear how LOUD her stomach screamed for glorious food.
