Ryotaro Dojima - IC MailBox Seasons

[detectiveforhierophant]

"Dojima here- leave a message and I'll get back to you."

Beep!

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text; un: jean | June 10th

[rustyhonesty]

Sorry I haven't checked in for a while. I went on an expedition, Hijikata probably told you about it. Hijikata's not back yet, but he's on his way.

I died, so I got home faster. As ironic as that sounds.

The segments are really dangerous. I need to train more before attempting that again.

[detectiveforhierophant]

[ Well that nearly made him drop his cigarette out of his mouth.

Jean would get a rapid reply back-- ]

The hell happened out there??

[ He was going to beat Hijikata's ass in if he let the kid get killed-- ]

[rustyhonesty]

First of all it's no one's fault except mine. So don't tell at Hijikata when you see him.

There was a series of things that happened. A storm, werewolves and a an earthquake. I'm just a normal human, so I couldn't handle all of it.

[detectiveforhierophant]

[ A storm, an earthquake and-- ]

--Werewolves? Native or Otherworlders?

[ He'll decide if Hijikata needed an ass beat or not. ]

[rustyhonesty]

Two native ones. They're every bit as dangerous as the bestiary says.

[detectiveforhierophant]

[ He had a lot of things to say, anger that the kid had gotten in such a situation, that Hijikata hadn't watched him--

But, really, what it all boiled down to-- ]


I'm glad you're back.

You're probably feeling pretty rough right now, huh?

Don't give me that bravado crap, either, be honest.

[rustyhonesty]

I'm not even trying to pretend I'm definitely not.

But I'm also just glad to be alive again.

[detectiveforhierophant]

I bet.

[ ...What can you possibly say to this? The kid had died, Hijikata and him had gotten themselves both in danger to that point... ]

Anything I can pick up for you to drop off while you're recovering? I'd offer to cook something but honestly my cooking leaves a lot to be desired.

[ ...If Souji was here, that kid... would know what to say or do.

Hah... how pathetic, having to try and think like a teenage boy to even figure out how to comfort someone else. ]

[rustyhonesty]

No, it's fine. I don't live alone, after all, so everything will be taken cared of.

Thank you, though.

[detectiveforhierophant]

How are they taking things?

[ Maybe... talking about their partner would be good? He actually didn't know much about who Jean was involved with. ]

I'm not doing much, kid.

To be honest, I'm not great at comforting people.

Not exactly a strong point of mine, knowing what to say.

[rustyhonesty]

As you might expect.

[Anger, grief, relief... all pretty mixed up.]

That's alright though. You're trying, at least. I think that counts for something.