#aocatch

Waking up in this place.. This particular room. In no way was Paralia unfamiliar to him, really.. Especially not this place. After all, before his move to Kairos, Paralia was his home. This place in specific... A home he made with his own hands. For himself and....

That's not something to get into now.

He could never forget it. This house. While it was a place that was supposed to be filled with happier memories, Mink was haunted by it in some sense. Since he left, the man had only returned in order to make sure that the place was still in once piece.. He hadn't even been inside until the moment he woke up staring at a ceiling he knew was familiar. He allowed some time to pass and for this strange situation to possibly make some sense to him.. So far, it didn't. After a walk, he determined there was no going back to Kairos just yet--.. Which left the house as a place to stay for the time being...

He delayed his return to the small home for some time, looking through Paralia for the while to see if there was any information provided for whatever was going on. Though, he hadn't noticed that his phone had been going off for who knows how long so when he pulled it out just to check the time.

Quite a few unread messages... All from...

"...... Tsk."

This idiot. 

Looking through the first few, Mink could already guess what the others were. A bunch of 'Hey', 'Mink', 'Heeeeeeeeey'. Honestly... Of course, there was one or two inquiring about the situation, assuming Aoba was put in one similar. He decided to reply if not only due to this assumption. There was some concern for the other's well being as well but if he had to guess, Aoba was Just Fine. 

TO: Aoba FROM: Mink

— 〆 for a childhood story

The stream out back never froze during the winter. It was small, and everything in and around it was helpless: the tiny minnows with the transparent skin, and the wriggling things under the rocks, and the mosses and lichens that he didn’t even know were living creatures until years and years later. It was a good thing that the stream didn’t freeze, or all of those small helpless lives would just be gone, wouldn’t they?

Homework was easy; a thinning list of logical conundrums and a few reading reports he would always (convincingly) fake. There were more interesting things to be doing. There were puddles to reach into and rocks to look under and small sweet lovely fascinating creatures to hold in one’s hands and touch and stare at. He realized, long after, that it may not have been the best way to show affection for these hapless creatures, given the oil on human hands—but who, as a child, knew any better? He would come home with jars full of caterpillars and scratched hands and skirts and jeans caked in thick, flaking layers of mud. He would sparkle and beam and ask his teachers for advice on how best to take care of his newfound insectoid companions. He would listen with a combination of dismay and impatience as his mother detailed his offenses, soaking his tangled hair in warm water and brushing it out to painfully long and soft and gently curled, reminding him that she could only replace so many clothes and that if he kept ruining them, he would be out of clothes entirely soon enough—

Oh??? Houka might have…ahh..yeah! If you want to go out, let’s go!

"Hmmm~ I'm not sure."

✰: A reaction icon I will probably never use

I'M UNSURE, BUT MAYBE THIS ONE TOO. MAYBE. MAYBE.

✄: Something about my portrayal that differs from others

I ... honestly haven't rp'ed him long enough to say? This is my first time rp'ing Clear and I'm not familiar with the DMMD rp fandom so I haven't had the pleasure of observing/interacting with other Clears, but considering this is an alternate setting — I try to remain as consistent as I can to the canon wihile interpreting how I think he'd react in an AU without the overarching factors affecting him during the common/true routes.

☢: Something about my character that I've never explored but want to

They weren't always together.

If the work was simple enough, Trip would be sent on his own. Usually to retrieve something through any means necessary. Whether it was money or otherwise, he was usually sent as a last resort if there was a lack of cooperation in whatever agreement it was... And rarely was he sent alone unless Virus was busy with prior engagements. His cover for the night was keeping Aoba company. He'd personally asked Aoba to attend with him and while he left the other alone for some time here and there...

Well.

Aoba wasn't aware that Trip was actually working at the time either. Though Trip wasn't totally clever, he had his own way of keeping Aoba distracted. So while there was a person beat up and robbed of whatever they owed the duo in the bathroom, Trip was already sitting back with his date.. And while there was a single drink in front of himself, there was already one or two more in front of Aoba. 

The punch, right? Everyone else seemed to be reacting to it so he thought it'd be a fun idea to have Aoba try it. Probably drugged or something.. On the other hand, Trip had water. Again, he may not have been as clever as Virus but he caught on to things like this. While he wore a suit almost simple for their taste -- Virus and himself -- the mask that accompanied his outfit was set aside for the time being while he humored the blue haired man. 

"Ao~ba..~ Drink a little more." 

From: VirusTo: Aoba