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a forgotten promise
Jan. 2nd, 2013 05:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
orchestratingThere was a distinct disadvantage of having a caffeine addiction. Rather, a caffeine addiction that required his entry to a coffee-shop that had a Reaper Decal on it. Meaning when he wanted quality coffee, he had to switch down into his RG appearance, regardless of whether or not he was in the UG or RG. Being visible to the RG was always a nuisance, especially when particularly annoying customers came into Wildkat and tried to start inane conversations with him. He especially hated the ones that mistook him for a woman at first. It was funny, but grating.
Joshua today was seated at one of the tiny booths near the window of Wildkat, nursing his coffee, staring out at Shibuya. It was... bothersome. Irking. The people that were walking by today weren't half as bad as he last remembered them to be - there was a brightness to the air he couldn't pinpoint how or when it had come about... Still, though, the inkling, tickling thought of starting anew with a blank slate ate at him. He had been tinkering with the idea for some time, now. Whether he wanted to put it into action was still on the table.
...Of course, given his Punishment from the previous game, he now had recollection that he had gone through with the idea and a shitstorm had resulted. Part of which being his memories being wiped for now. Especially of one Neku Sakuraba. Which left him back at the beginning, brooding, irritable, and planning to destroy the city he deemed stifling.
..Even though it wasn't so stifling lately and Why....
Joshua today was seated at one of the tiny booths near the window of Wildkat, nursing his coffee, staring out at Shibuya. It was... bothersome. Irking. The people that were walking by today weren't half as bad as he last remembered them to be - there was a brightness to the air he couldn't pinpoint how or when it had come about... Still, though, the inkling, tickling thought of starting anew with a blank slate ate at him. He had been tinkering with the idea for some time, now. Whether he wanted to put it into action was still on the table.
...Of course, given his Punishment from the previous game, he now had recollection that he had gone through with the idea and a shitstorm had resulted. Part of which being his memories being wiped for now. Especially of one Neku Sakuraba. Which left him back at the beginning, brooding, irritable, and planning to destroy the city he deemed stifling.
..Even though it wasn't so stifling lately and Why....
