Event Log: Home Sweet Home

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Home Sweet Home event
Where: All over the city
When: June 20th-July 2nd
Warnings: Nothing bad could ever happen now that you're home

It could happen at any moment- any action you do could be cut short by a sudden trancelike state, and so hopefully it happens when you're safe in your surroundings. And of course you're safe... after all, what could happen to you now that you're finally home?

Whether you don't remember Hadriel at all, or you just believe that this entire ordeal is over, you're home for good now, which is something worth celebrating. What happens in your home? Are you treated like royalty or just cast aside and forgotten? How are your friends doing? Your family? Everything is just as it should be and it's easy to get lost in it, even for an unlucky onlooker who may find themselves drawn into your trance and able to interact with you as you mill about your world and your reality.

Snapping out of it is the only way to end this trance, and you've got to eat and sleep at some point, but how can you go back now that you've been teased with what you desire (or maybe even fear) the most?

► This log covers June 20th-July 2nd.
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Comments

[jocoeur]

( well, he can't let his cover be blown that quickly, can he? )

Of course. ( is akira's simple reply. none of this is real anyway, right? what harm could there be in heading for an outing with the most pleasant law boy of all?
so he follows, though there's a slight grin as he looks over. )

Scheduled field trips like this... aren't usually as educational as the schools hope sometimes, I think.

( especially fake school trips.
and especially since this meeting with akechi was likely to be ten times more informative... )

[doublecrowss]

[ Good, we're making small progress here-- at least enough to get the hell away from this office in particular. ]

Are they not? To be honest, I haven't had the time to engage in many of them. In fact, I haven't even been attending school much as of lately...

[ And that is actual, legitimate honesty for once. He has been a very busy hitman for the past while. ]

[jocoeur]

( there's an interested— ) Hm?

( in that fleeting moment of honesty, and akira can't help but entertain the curiosity it stirred inside of him. )

You've been too busy? Or... ( some other reason, maybe? )

[doublecrowss]

... yes. Quite so.

[ The conversation he had just had back in that office comes to mind, soon followed by many others, all very similar to it, all memories that are just a little too hard to completely ignore. And for a single, split second, it shows.

But then the second is gone. ]

In between my other cases, television appearances and investigating the Phantom Thieves, I have been left with very little time for school. [ And there it is, that fake beat to his tone, and the smile that is far too plastic. ] I'm fortunate that my school has made special accommodations for me, so even though I haven't been attending classes, I'm not behind on my coursework.

[jocoeur]

( there it is again— the truth behind the mask. fleeting, transient... but it's there. if only this had could have been real. maybe then there was a chance that akira wouldn't have been too late to... ... )

It must take a special kind of talent to be able to handle to calmly. ( like you're trying to let on... ) I'm not sure half as many people would be able to keep up with all the pressure.

( of society. of the fans...
of a murderous figurehead. )

[doublecrowss]

[ A special kind of talent? Well, that's one way of calling it-- though dubbing it as "losing his heart nearly in its entirety" would be a far more accurate portrayal. ]

I must admit, it can be rather taxing. [ Physically, yes, but the greatest toll has always been on his already fragile psique, another shard destroyed with every berserk incident, another piece gone with every life. ]

But, you, too, are under quite some pressure, correct? [ A side glance, and then: ] After all, you have to live with a harsh label placed on you.

[ And pretty unfairly, on top of it. ]

[jocoeur]

Hm? ( that actually seems to catch him off guard a little. it was the first time that someone on the side of the law had acknowledged even the possibility that his ordeal had been even remotely less-than-deserved. )

Heh... ( a forefigner reaches up to idly scratch at his cheek. ) All the whispering in the hallways... I'm sure you have your fair share of that too, Dectective-kun. ( akira's tone is light— almost jovial. it was in rare candid times like these, that he could afford to think maybe they weren't so different... )

But it seems we have to live under society's rules no matter who we are... unless you're lucky enough to be making the rules. ( maybe you can just tell from the drop in tone who he may be alluding to... )