Badfic Manor

[Kio is in the MET's gift shop, muttering to himself]

Let's see, what should I get him... A bunch of post cards? A poster? A book? Maybe a t-shirt? Oooh! Those books ends are pretty cool! But what if he doesn't like books?

[Kio rubs the back of his head then lets out a loud whine]

Gyaaaaaaaa! This shouldn't be so hard!

[Kio's looking for Bones again, poking around the wrecked buildings. It's been two days since he saw her last and he's hoping she's still alive. He wants to take her to the Safe House, or at least make sure that the radiation hasn't killed her.]

Tempu-chan?! Tempu-chaaaaan?! Where are you!? Are you okay?!

[It has started to rain but Kio isn't going inside without her.]

Teeeeemppppuuu-chaaaaaaaaaaaaaan?!

[Kio has his results and he grins and holds up his results to the camera.]

[He reads, aloud, for those who can't read it]

ENFP "Journalist". These people love novelty and surprises. They are big on emotions and expression. Life is an exciting drama. They are good at sales, advertising, politics, and acting. 5% of the total population. You should be an artist!

[He grins proudly]

See, it's fate!

[Kio blinks as he goes on]

Oh, but there's also a dietitian/nutritionist or a ombudsman....

What's a ombudsman?

[Now he's looking perplexed. But he smiles again]

I guess it doesn't matter! I'm cut out to be an artist!

[She-Kio is in her room adjusting a tight tube top over his new bust. Her hair is still as flyaway as always and a chupa chup is still sticking out of the corner of her mouth. Without looking in a mirror she is attempting to put on lipstick, a shade a bit too red for her but she doesn't seem to care. On the desk is an array of other make up supplies, scattered across the shiny wood surface, mixing with paint tubes and pencils. He finishes puckers his lips and then grins into the camera]

What do you think, everyone? Is Kio-chan pretty or what?

[The keen observer might notice that the two mirrors usually in Kio's room are missing. The full length standing mirror has been turned around and the mirror usually hanging on the wall at the foot of his bed has been removed. Kio doesn't say anything about it.]

[Kio steps out of his tent looking a little confused and dressed in this mentally scarring little number. He blinks in the sun shielding his eyes. His back is completely covered in a spiraling black shape. On his hip he has a tiny butterfly, and around his ankle he has a pair of jumping carp. His left nipple is pierced. He scrubs the back of his head looking around.]

Eeeeeh? What's going on?

[Kio is standing in Emmett's room, looking ghostly pale. He has dropped his sketchbook and box of charcoals which has struck the ground which have spilled out over the floor. A few have shattered, they have smeared the carpet. Leizu, his daemon, lets out a small shocked noise and a whimper. Kio is twitching a little. He is holding the blackberry in shaking hands]

W-wh-where? Where is Emm-chan? H-has anyone seen Emm-chan?

[Kio is sitting in the parlor, accompanied by what appears to be (and is) a giant panda. He is seated on the couch, she is in his lap. He buries his face in her fur momentarily, holding the camera in front of them]

I don't know what's going on, but I like it a lot!

A-are you recording this, Kio-chan?

Yup, don't be shy Lei-chan. You look great~!

If you say so... [If pandas could blush she clearly would be.]

[Kio laughs a little, not cruelly, but a calm amused laugh. He buries his face in her fur again. But when he looks back up he is very serious and his voice is a little shaky]

Um, I don't want to worry anyone or anything but...uh...has anyone seen Sou-chan?

[Kio's out in the sunshine with an easel he found in his bedroom and a large canvas. The blackberry is set in the sand by his feet, on a slight incline. He's set up at the edge of the lake frowning over the water. He closes one eye, lifting his thumb perpendicular to the sky. He closes one eye, then the other, then he peers over his glasses, looking past his thumb. Then with a deliberate nod and a "mm-hmm" he sets to work with a thin stick of charcoal against the canvas. After a few moments he sighs and puts the charcoal down on the easel. He finally decides to pick up the camera]

Oi! Sou-chan! Come paint with me! It's really beautiful out here! That goes for anyone else too! Come on! I'll even teach you how if you want!