Techno DJ

🔧-  “You do-! You definitely, definitely do!” His hands ball into fists from anxiety, giving a likely-overdramatic stomp or two to emphasize his point. Though there wasn’t as much blood as he thought there was for that initial shock, the damage was still more than enough that he felt justified in flipping out about it. 

Nagito huh-? That certainly didn’t do much to quell his fears- and he had to stop himself from shouting out what he really wanted to say in response:

I told you that guy was bad news!  

( It’s not as though Kazuichi has any affection for that freak - but he doesn’t want to hurt his best friend’s feelings. ) 

“I mean, d-do you have any sense of danger at all?! What if one of those glass shards had gotten into your neck, that car had hit you or- or one of those pigeons had pecked out your eye?!” He’s tried  to scold her for happy-go-lucky attitude about it all, but it’s overridden by more worry than anger. The only ‘intimidating’ thing he manages to do is have his voice slightly louder than normal ( which, to be fair, was probably pretty loud already with her hearing loss ). 

“I-if you’re going to make such risky choices you…you really should be more careful! Or…or at least carry a lot more band-aids with you!” 

“Awwww, Kazuichi! It’s okay! Honestly this isn’t even the worst that could happen! Even before I met Nagi and came here my home town is super crazy! I’m talking crazy natural disasters, super natural incidents, pretty sure the bank got blown up a couple times too.” She talks so casually, as if what she was saying were some kind of minor, everyday inconvenience. Hearing the way she described her hometown in the states almost sounded like she was crazy, but every word of it was the truth.

If anything, once she came to Japan the shenanigans she’d get into with Nagito seemed way more tame in comparison!

“If I paid attention to everything that seemed even a little dangerous then I wouldn’t nearly half the fun I do now! But I promise I carry plenty of bandages and such everywhere I go!” Vivian places her little bag of snacks down on a nearby table and goes to pull off her messed up sweater. She always wore an undershirt with no matter what so she was still fully clothed as she examined the damage those glass shards did to her outfit.

“What? No, I mean, no I can’t actually–”

He wasn’t expecting anyone to actually go for that. Given that was treason against a Coven Official on one hand, and on the other most people considered murder to be something you just didn’t do without reason. Sadly, he knew that ‘pettiness’ was in fact not a good reason for murder.

“I mean I could get a disguise pretty easily, it’s not hard to snag a Coven Scout uniform.” He shook his head. “No, actually, no, I was just joking.”

“Awww, well alright then.” Vivian almost looks a bit too disappointed. And here she thought this place would be a little more fun. Her friends back home would never turn down a chance to up their body counts. Then again, her friends back home weren’t exactly the picture of ‘normal’. The small teen kicks at a stray rock as she looks around absently.

OPEN RP

“I’m kind of joking here.” He’s actually not. “Buuttt, I feel like a lot of everyones problems would disappear if we just kiiilleedd Kikimora, maybe?”

Did Kiki try to kill him again? Possibly. Will be admit that? Unlikely. Is he even mad about it? Not really. He’s much more upset about her making him look bad in front of his Uncle. Yes, this was weeks ago, but he’s still bitter.

“I mean, if you give me like? An hour? I could find a good spot to bury her and have the grave dug and ready for her corpse.” Was she serious? Probably. But on the list of things she’s done throughout her life, ‘murder’ was far more common than you’d think. For such a sweet looking girl, you’d be surprised with how much stuff she’s seen and done that was far from sweet.

🔧- He’d never been caught in a situation like this - not by anyone other than his old man, anyways. Back when he still hadn’t given up on the idea of falling asleep in his own bed at home. He still could hear the pounding of his father’s fists on the door, ringing in his ears. Hearing him shouting something he couldn’t quite make out- 

“V…Vivian…” He has to choke out her name to anchor himself back to reality again, holding onto her tighter. He tried to focus on her breathing, on her words - anything tangible that he could hold onto. She felt safe. He knew she wasn’t going to hit him, yell at him, or burn cigarettes into his arm. “Don’t…don’t leave me, o-okay? I’m….freaking out right now…fuck…” 

That ever present fear of betrayal was starting to sink in again, as if dealing with all this other shit wasn’t already enough. Some voice in the back of his mind telling him that he’d get left behind - that there was no reason for anyone to stay behind and help someone this pathetic. 

It takes him a minute or two - just holding onto her to be able to breathe properly again. But slowly, he could feel his tension start to fall again. His pinpoint vision started to clear, allowing himself to find comfort the way she ran her hand through his hair. Convincing himself, that no, it wasn’t there to tear his hair out - he’s safe here. 

‘Course, he’s still crying like the fucking baby that he is - but at least he was in reality again. Even if he did have to constantly remind himself at every bit of panic that wanted to surge in him again. He wished he could find something to wipe his still flowing tears with, but he was too scared to let go of Vivian at that point. 

“….do you….do you remember when I told you I lost half my hearing?” Well - not…exactly told her per say. He’d just said it in a moment of panic back then. But it was as good of an entry as he could think of to finally get this shit off his chest.

“It’s cause my damn old man hit me over the head with my own wrench” 

“Kazuichi...” The way he asked her not to leave, it had her own tears starting to fall as she held onto him just a bit tighter. “I won’t go anywhere. I promise.” She’ll stay right here, holding onto her friend as if it was the only thing she were allowed to do at the moment. Vivian would stay right there for days if Kazuichi really needed her to,

She could feel his emotions going haywire. A constant mix of so many negative emotions, it almost started to seep into her with how powerful they were. But she kept her head level, knowing she could quell some of those terrible feelings by simply being there for her friend. Slowly, she felt him relax. The tight feeling in her chest easing ever so slightly to let her know that her efforts were working. She could feel his breathing even out more as time ticked away, and as it did Vivian made sure to whisper soothing words to him.

His question makes her think. That day was rather silly to remember now, but she could never forget about it. “I remember.” It was such a rushed statement that some people might have simply glossed over it or forgotten considering the situation it was spoken in, but not her. She remembered, because that’s what she was best at. Though his next words cause her heart to ache for a whole new reason.

“He did what?” She was no stranger to terrible parents. Some of her own friends back in the states had awful parents too, but none that had ever hit their own child with a wrench. And to be hit hard enough it caused hearing loss? What kind of monster would do that to their own son?

She wanted to say something, anything to try and help, but for the first time in ages Vivian was left without words to say. So she did the next best thing she could think of, she hugged Kazuichi as close as she could manage and gripped his shirt tightly. As hard as she tried to suppress them, Vivian couldn’t stop her own tears from falling. She wanted him to know that she was there for him, that she wouldn’t judge him for anything, especially not this. If only her words would work with her.

Unprompted ll Always Accepting ! 

🔧 - Usually, hearing Vivian’s voice alone would already change whatever mood he was into a good one if he wasn’t already.  Even if he technically knew that Vivian was pretty much always just around the corner to hang out with, it didn’t make it any less exciting every time!

That excitement, the the large grin he had on his face, however, was gone within just a few seconds of looking at her. H-how did she-?! What?!

“V-vivian-! What the hell happened to you?! You look like you got mauled by a dog or something! A-are you okay?!!” 

“Huh?” Vivian’s head tilts to the side, blue eyes crossing slightly as she tries to look at the bright pink bandage on her nose. “I didn’t think I looked that bad, do I?” It’s not like this was the worst that’s ever happened to her after all. The small teen has been through a heck of a lot worse when it comes to getting injuries, it just so happened that today wasn’t nearly as bad.

@technonewkid​ wanted Izuru

          “You are alone today…”

     Izuru wasn’t used to seeing her without Nagito. He had idly wondered whether or not they could be separated once, but as they were two individual people, of course they could. Now, seeing Vivian without her companion, he thought it to be strange.

     His mind wandered to potential reasons. The easiest assumption was that he was busy, but when it came to visiting Izuru, neither liked to miss the opportunity. He called to mind Nagito’s appearance, recalling that he had physical ailments that made him more susceptible to sickness. It was more likely that he was ill. If that was the case, what was the severity? The thought gave him pause, and he didn’t understand why.

“Yup! Just me today!” Normally, it was rare to see the small DJ without her ‘other half’ as some of their friends put it, but today just happened to be one such day. Vivian had gone to ask if Nagito was up to visiting Izuru like they usually would but when she’d gotten to his room she realized it was one of ‘those days’ for her dear friend.

     As soon as he heard his given name in that tone of voice, he turned toward it and held out his arms. When Vivian flew at him, Izuru caught her, closing his eyes as he stopped her forward momentum. He looked down at her and huffed.

          “You are late.”

“IZURU KAMAKURA!” The loud yell of the other’s name rang out, clear excitement in her voice as she jumped at the taller boy with her full force. Nothing says ‘I’m back!’ better than one of her classic tackle hugs.

          “Ah-!?”

     Unable to keep himself up, Nagito fell backwards. He couldn’t combat the force of a Vivian hug even if he tried. Instead, he landed flat on his back. Oof!

          “!!! Vivian…???”

      “Y-Yeah… just hit my head.”

   Kazuichi grumbled lowly before looking around at the objects on the floor. He could feel his head starting to pound, but he wasn’t concerned with it. Oily hands reached down, grabbing the rusty wrench laying on the wooden ground, grumbling softly.

      “Dropped my favorite wrench…”

She breaths a sigh of relief, glad her friend wasn’t seriously injured from the fall. Though despite his word, Vivian still finds herself checking over Kazuichi and seeing if he had any injuries. Call her paranoid but she just wanted to make surer he was okay!

@technonewkid​

      “FUCKING SHI—”

   Kazuichi stumbled backward ending up slamming his head into a shelf in his room. A few wrenches and other things began to fall to the ground with a loud clank. 

At the loud noise, Vivian nearly jumped out of her skin, knocking her bag off the bed she sat on. Her and Kazuichi had been hanging out and they’d both gotten a little to focused on their work. It had been quite for a bit so the sudden commotion had startled her. Once she realized what happened though, the small teen nearly jumped off the bed to go help her friend.

In what ways has someone hurt you? Who?

“Oh boy, starting off like that huh? Well fine then, the last time someone hurt me was by total accident actually! I was helping Kazuichi with a project and he accidentally hit me with one of his tools because he didn’t hear me come back from grabbing snacks. I got a socket wrench to the knee and let me tell you, that hurt like heck.”

Talk about a traumatic experience.

“I... there’s only one time I can think of that was traumatic for me, and that was when we almost lost Nagi. It was... so scary. I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t know what I could do. He looked so pale in that moment I... I don’t like to talk about that time. Not because it hurts so bad, but also because it’s not right to tell that kind of story to just anyone. Especially not without Nagi’s permission.”

Who’s the last person you kissed? Is there anyone you’d like to kiss?

“Like, do you mean on the cheek or like, an actual kiss? Because if we’re talking about just on the cheek I kiss my friends on the cheeks all the time. If we’re talking an actual kiss? Well... never. At least not yet. As for who I want to kiss? I mean~ There’s a few people I have in mind, b-but I don’t think I’ll ever get the chance really! And that’s fine! I like being their friend anyway!”

What habits/tics do you have? Do you annoy people with them?

“Well I do have a few. A lot of times when I’m listening to music I end up moving my hands as if I’m still playing on my turntable, it’s pretty common and while I hope it doesn’t bother anyone, it might be a little annoying to see. I get over excited and talk super fast sometimes, even end up getting way off topic while I’m talking too. And I also have a habit of tilting my head when I get confused.”

Are you allergic to anything?