10th bomb||Hayato Gokudera|| [video/inperson]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[After hearing from Megamind about his room the teen GUNS IT to see for himself. Low and behold his room is a blackened husk of it's former self. He runs in, looking around at it desperately. There was hardly anything recognizable left of the bed... his dresser was reduced to nothing but charcoal.

He stands there for a moment, face pale and his jaw hung open. He snaps out of his trance and rushes to the only thing still standing in his room. A bookshelf. He feverishly begins rummaging through it starting at the bottom, obviously looking for something. As he does so his black berry tumbles out of his pocket and switches on to video.

Hayato continues undeterred gradually working his way up to the higher shelves. Once he can no longer reach, he steps on one of the lower shelves to hoist himself up. Just as he seems to have something in his grasp, the shelves give out, causing him to tumble onto the floor, landing on his back. He sits up, holding what appears to be the charred remains of a little wooden toy are in his soot-blackened hands. He swallows hard, and it seems that his eyes begin to water... just a little.

He just sits there looking at it. The only thing he had left to remember his mother by...]

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[In Person]

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

[Megamind had used the pipes to climb his way back up and pulls himself out of the hole. His face is charred, his body is dust covered and he gives a cough as he sits on the blackened floor to catch his breath. He knows that Gokudera had come in from the creaking of the floor that was barely stable. He crawls across for two reasons, stability and for dispersion of his weight. He would be like a rod on the floor and his feet would cut through it which could result in another injury.

He took that risk to get to Gokudera and places his hand on the other's shoulder.]

This place...it takes away people's hearts. Don't let it take yours.

Re: [In Person]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[His shoulder tenses as it's touched out of reflex. Being touched out of sympathy or compassion was a foreign thing to him. Physical contact usually meant for him that pain would follow.

He doesn't address it however. No, he just keeps staring at the little toy as it slowly seems to be falling apart in his hands.]

It was a present from my mother for my third birthday... they found it in the car when...

[He swallows again, unable to get the rest of the sentence out]

[In Person]

[big-bang-blue.livejournal.com]

[He takes a look at the small wooden doll from behind Gokudera wordlessly. He memorized the features and the size of the toy. He could feel the heartbreak which was something very close to what he felt when Roxanne had left the Manor and all he has of her is a memory and a letter.]

You don't have to tell me. I think I know.

[He doesn't try to force the comfort. He offers his support and his shoulder without having to say it. He wanted to say more but at this point the words were lost with the emotional thickness that clung to the air like a fog.]

I'm sorry...

Re: [In Person]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

...it's all I had left...

[His fingers curl around the little car. It had already been in disrepair at the time of the explosion, after the many years of playing with it as a child. Besides his bombs and the clothes on his back, it had been the only possession he took with him when he ran away from home]

[ofuckitskimblee.livejournal.com]

[[The sound just over across the hall had sexually aroused interested the man, it's been a while since he's heard such a commotion coming from anywhere in here and considering the little bits of materials everywhere he'd say there may have even been a good few explosions.

He smirks to himself and waits to hear at least some sort of followup commotion, the running down the hall does it for him. He waits, he'll time this to his advantage and picks up his hat, opening his own door to go inspect the walls as though he hadn't rubbed his hands all over them already seen it.]]

....

[[What he's not prepared for is going to the doorway, devoid of the door to see a teenage boy in the midst of that sort of sorrow.]]

Something you cherished?

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[Hayato's head snaps up and his fingers curl defensively around the charred little car and he holds it closer to him protectively. He glares at the new arrival, putting on the best tough guy act he could muster]

What the fuck is it to you?

[ofuckitskimblee.livejournal.com]

[[Kimblee half expects one of each spectrum and isn't very happy to hear that this is the spectrum he gets to see. Swearing, vulgar, teenage boy. However he can't deny the poor thing isn't putting on a brave face at least- he's interested too in the interior of the room, if something exploded he wants to see just where and what.

He sighs softly, a mild look on his face regardless that he's just been sworn at.]]

A lot, is it just wooden, the little bobble in your hand?

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[the teen gets to his feet and holds the toy a bit farther from the stranger.]

I don't even know who the fuck you are! It's none of your damn business!

[motherofsilence.livejournal.com]

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[andsuddenlydynamite]

[When he notices the other presence in the room he instinctively scrambles to his feet, holding the old toy defensively close to his chest. He puts on his best brave face to confront the stranger. She was covered in soot... could she have something to do with this?]

Who the hell are you?!

[motherofsilence.livejournal.com]

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I'm sorry. My name is Alessa - I live in this wing.

I didn't mean to startle you.

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[andsuddenlydynamite]

What do you want?

[his eyes narrow, he wasn't planning on starting any trouble with anyone, especially some chick, but that didn't mean he could be wary. He naturally trusted people as far as he could throw them... and given his body measurement that was never very far]

[In Person just because]

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[Aoko moved over to the room as quickly as she could-even if she'd been angry at him for that whole mess in the hall she couldn't let that get in her way of helping someone that had seemed so... upset.]

[She stands in silence for a moment or two, just thinking over what to say-how to approach him with out making him angry-the longer she watches him though, the more her heart feels like it's breaking]

Re: [In Person just because]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[Hayato remains sitting on the ground looking at the old toy. His guard was down for the moment, otherwise the presence wouldn't have gone unnoticed.]

[In Person]

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[She watches him for a little while longer- looking at that toy. This guy had quite obviously hated humanity but he was staring at the toy so intently- someone important must have given it to him-and it's a toy so he couldn't have been very old-and if that's the case the person must have died-or else the memento would be different.

He quite clearly hated his father so that was out... A brother or sister perhaps?]

...

[there's no way to approach him without making him mad is there?]

...[she looks determined for a second before moving over to the poor boy]

Hi. [her voice, of course, is laced with concern]

[Video]

[aizensrainman.livejournal.com]

[[Weiss knows sad when he sees it, and though he doesn't exactly feel pity, it may come out as that- but really he's wanting to figure out why the room looks worse than it did before more than any other thing.

Little did he know he was just in the assailant's room.]]

'De-era?

Re: [Video]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[Dera's head snaps up at the young arrancar. He didn't want to be seen in such a state, so he swallows again and forces on a little smile. It's a weak one, but hopefully enough to keep the arrancar from worrying or anything like that]

Hey. How you been holdin' up?

[Video]

[aizensrainman.livejournal.com]

[[Poor Gokudera, if only he understood that Wonderweiss' form of 'worry' is far from anything comprehensible by a human. Not that it's going to be explained either though, let him think as he will, Weiss doesn't understand any differently anyway.]]

Ah?
Fe-ish.

[[He nods his head, he's been holding up fish. Fish is an emotion right? Either way he just nodded his head, he's alright, but there's so many extinguished flames he's interested in seeing exactly what it is that may have done it. He points to the screen at the little thing in Gokudera's hand, at least on his screen he's pointing. Poor screen is a huge finger otherwise.]]

Huau--?

[Video]

[thepantherking.livejournal.com]

[Hey, isn't this that one kid who seemed all interested awhile back, and had a fiery temper and was sorta entertaining? What the fuck happened?]

Shit. The fuck happened? You alright, kid?

[No. Not worry. Just...uh...forcibly looking for answers with an unspoken "Whose ass do I gotta kick?" tone. Yeah. That's all. He doesn't give a fuck about this kid. Right? Right? Of course not. Because Grimmjow doesn't give a fuck about anyone. Except for himself. Right. Of course.]

Re: [Video]

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[Ah! It's the arrancar, he can't be seen in front of an arrancar looking like some sniveling wimp. Hayato quickly scrambles to his feet, shoving one hand in his pocket, letting the one with the toy dangle idly by his side, hoping it wouldn't draw too much attention. He musters up his best brave face and answers]

I'm fine, something happened and it looks like something set of the dynamite I had layin' around...

[Video]

[thepantherking.livejournal.com]

..You're a shitty liar, kid.

[Okay. So not the most useful of things to say to someone in their time of need, BUT GODDAMNIT IT NEEDED TO BE SAID OKAY.]

Look. Uh.

If you want me to have a word with someone Read as: Kick someone's ass let me know.

..What room number's that, anyhow?

In Person

[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

[Living just a little further down the hall from Gokudera, it doesn't take long for Light to realize something is very amiss. Stepping out of his room, he comes to see...]

...Ah...

[As objectionable as Light finds Gokudera, it isn't so toxic that Light would actively wish harm upon him; it's more that he wouldn't necessarily complain if harm befell the boy. He doesn't find this funny, nor does he get any real schadenfreude out of this, but he's far from offering Gokudera a place to stay.]

I'm... [He pauses. He isn't sorry, and knowing Gokudera, he wouldn't want to be seen as the victim.] ...speechless. Are you alright?

Re: In Person

[andsuddenlydynamite]

[Hayato looked up in surprise, and quickly scrambled to his feet. He put on a brave face and put his free hand in his pocket and let his other dangle by his side with the toy. He didn't want to draw attention to it. This guy has weaseled so much out of him already, he needed to have something to keep for himself]

I'm fine. What's it to you? Last I checked you hated my guts. If you're here to prove something or get more info, then piss off. I'm not in the mood.

[His tone is callous but lacking in it's usual fiery venom, coming out more flat and tired then usual]

In Person

[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

[Too late. Light has already noticed the toy car, though at this point, his thoughts are more focused on what happened than it is on what significance the toy has to Gokudera. He has his suspicions, but they're subconscious ones that haven't taken up mantle in active thought. He'll excuse the attitude for now with a loud sigh, considering the circumstances.]

Do you have any idea what started the blaze?

[What he isn't saying, as Light is quite capable of self-editing, is the fact that he wouldn't be surprised if Gokudera set fire to his room accidentally. It's what happens when kids play with fire, after all.]

[Reaction]

[deeplymeaningless]

[... Ryuutaro feels like he should say something. Actually he is completly lost, because he hasn't foreseen this. He had looked into the future for this boy. He should've been able to warn him. Sadly, it had been too far in the future back then. And his ability was weird in this place anyway.
But he doesn't click on the video-feed in the end. There is nothing helpful he can say.
'It was fate'? His usual line? ... He was smart enough to figure out that it was not exactly helpful.]