[open] spread your wings and run

[creepface]

Who: Rasu and YOU
When: october 10th
Where: Pretty much anywhere outside.
What: Pathetic nurse chased down the street by a scary robot.
Rating/Warning: Scary scary robots. Possible violence.

[ The robots acting up had been scary. The spam had been freaky. He had been intimidated by talk of fridges and toasters going berserk, so now that the robots are chasing people? He's an easy target.

You will find him either,

1)
Being chased down the street by a murderous cleaning machine trying to re-kill him again. It obviously doesn't care that he's already dead.

2)
Hiding in a corner, a newspaper over his head to make himself more invisible. He's really tall though, and the sheets of paper are shaking something terribly. ]

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[smokingspirit]

[ And he ordered asked Rasu to tell him if he got in trouble with the robots. Seriously, subordinate/roomie, is he really that scary that you won't?

Anyway, he noticed what's going on while on his way to work (being a host is such a weird thing, it suits his dad way better) and since he promised to help, as a good superior, he'll obviously intervene. He shoves a foot in the face of the machine, and, taking a draw on his cigarette, overturns it as easy as if it had been a normal cleaning machine and not one with murderous intent. ]

Busy day, Rasu-san?

[creepface]

[ It's not that he didn't tell him on purpose. It's just that everything else went right out of his head when the robot started coming after him.

Scared as he is, he hides behind Hokuto. It might be slightly odd for a grown man quite a bit taller hide behind a shorter and younger-looking one, but he isn't one to care. ]

N-No, yes.

[smokingspirit]

[ It's not like Rasu is able to hide behind Hokuto properly. Hokuto isn't big enough for that, even if his self-confidence is bigger than his actual size.

He looks over his shoulder, watching the older/younger/? man. ]

It can't do that much damage on its side, you don't need to hide.

[creepface]

[ Age is a bit trickier when you've got two measurements to go by, but Rasu might be the younger one if you combine years alive and years dead. He just happened to be older when he died.

He jumps and takes a step backwards. ]

B-but it was trying to. Kill me.

[smokingspirit]

[ Death and age. Confusing as hell, was what it was. ]

Yeah, I suppose. But it's still pretty useless like that, so calm down.

[creepface]

[ Sure is. It's complicated. ]

But what if it. T-tries again? I d-don't know how. To fight.

[smokingspirit]

It's fine at the moment, don't worry. But maybe you should learn to use your spiritual energy in a more offensive way. And defensive, I guess.

[creepface]

I don't want to use. It in offensive. Ways.

[smokingspirit]

Not even for self-defense purposes?

[creepface]

Nh-n-no.

[smokingspirit]

[ He sighs, and runs a hand through his hair, messing it up even more than it was before. ]

Seriously... What'll you do if you can't run, then?

[creepface]

[ Oh... did he make him upset or angry now? ]

I- um. I just don't. Like... violence.

[smokingspirit]

[ ...no. seriously dude. ]

I figured. But sometimes it can't be avoided, you know.

2;

[unpresidential]

[nam soon's seen enough bad games of hide and seek in his life (and had enough people try to poorly hide from him) to know what rasu is doing.]

...People can see you. [for a moment, he considered just ignoring it and going on his way, but if the guy's trying to hide... well, he's gonna have to do a better job. he'll consider it his meddlesome, but helpful good deed of the day.]

[creepface]

[ Today, Rasu is the incarnation of pathetic. Not that he isn't a lot of days, but he is especially so this particular day.

So he lets out a sound, kind of like a mouse cornered by a hungry cat, and scares up at the stranger with big round eyes. ]

N-no-no, I'm. I-invisible.

[unpresidential]

I think your definition of invisible is wrong then.

[nam soon's not exactly the smartest person, but that's the sort of thing he really can't mistake. he doesn't know what rasu's deal is... and he's not sure he cares to know, either but he figures it should be pointed out anyway.

after all, telling yourself and anyone else that you're invisible won't actually change anything, nice as that sounds in theory.]

[creepface]

No no no, the-they can't. Find me.

[ He pulls the newspaper tighter over his head. ]

[unpresidential]

...

[for a moment, he's just standing there and staring in exasperation.]

Anyone can find that. [this is not how to hide, okay?] You have a newspaper on your head. That's not hiding.

[creepface]

[ He's not usually this stupid, it's just that the fear is making him lose his brain for a little bit. ]

B-but I don't. Know where to hide. If I go home they will know. Where I live.

[unpresidential]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[and therefore, he can't help. not that nam soon could necessarily help otherwise, but he can't even try with that sort of lack of information.]

[creepface]

The r-robots. Are thrying to kill m-me.

[ And he doesn't know how to defend himself. Not very well, anyway, nor does he like fighting. ]

[unpresidential]

[he looks around them for a moment, before looking back directly at rasu.]

There's none here now. ["right now" is probably the operative word. he knows the machines have been acting oddly, but he hasn't really encountered anything egregious on his own quite yet.] They'll find you anyway like that if they want to.

[creepface]

B-but I don't know where. To h-hide.

[ Aw man, he feels like he's going to cry. ]

[unpresidential]

Somewhere inside. A building. Anywhere you can't be seen.

[he thinks that much should be obvious.] Who hides out in the open?

[creepface]

I. I just. I didn't... think I'm, I don't, I mean.

[ Yep. On the verge of a breakdown here. ]