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WHO: Eichi Tenshouin (

finethanks) & ANYONE
WHERE: Bajikan
WHEN: Any day during their stay on the planet!
WHAT: Eichi visiting various districts and (possibly) dragging people along!
WARNINGS: None right now!

DISTRICT 1 - CLOSED to Victor Nikiforov (

genice)

[Though there had been numerous dangers on the last planet they’d visited, it seemed that the ship was no longer the safe haven he wanted to view it as, either. That was why, when they came across what seemed to be a lively area full of people and excitement, Eichi didn’t waste a second in finding who he could immediately drag with him off of the ship. Victor had seemed easy enough to convince, and before he knew it, they were entering the first district they came across. It required a red coin, which they both seemed to have, and Eichi was very eager to explore.

He had a feeling that this would be an odd one, when they verified his age at the gate, but there’s still something so shocking about walking along a street filled with shops and restaurants focused on both affection and lust. There’s no mistaking that the longer they stay here and walk around, the more he has some interesting thoughts himself, but he does very well in keeping that to himself, at least at the moment.

He’s not sure the same can be said for his friend here, who he keeps glancing at to check on. Eventually, there’s a rather elaborate jewelry store that he stops in front of, pointing at the glass and smiling over his shoulder at Victor.]

DISTRICT III - OPEN

[For anyone who wanders into the district promoting want, they might run across a frail looking boy from the ship, hunched curiously over a very small patch of flowers. It looks like just one or two, nestled closely together, and Eichi quickly reaches down to pluck one from the dirt, ending its life just like that.

Turning to the first person he sees, he smiles and wiggles the flower a little between his fingers.]

[Honestly he wants to make sure they’re not poison, first…]

DISTRICT IV - OPEN

[Going from district to district can be a little exhausting, especially when you’re as sickly as Eichi. The weather is very nice compared to the last planet, warm enough to keep him from shivering, but cool enough to keep him from overheating as well. But even with the ideal temperatures, walking so much has Eichi short on breath, and it’s both that and this district’s comforting feelings that keep him here for the longest. He takes a couple of naps, curled up and comfortable wherever he might find a spot, but it’s when he hears about another interesting plant that he decides to work a little.

He can be found in a quaint little cafe, holding a teacup close to his lips and smiling calmly as he waves over any glancing face, either from the window or to whoever might have just entered.]

[For anyone willing to join him, he’s willing to pay for the lovely relaxation-inducing tea, so enjoy with him!]

DISTRICT VI - OPEN

[This is probably the worst district Eichi could have wandered into. He’s exhausted by now, as even a simple thing like walking around and partaking in activities has his body tired, and the feelings that it brings out in this area are worse than normal. He’s always hated his weak body, but now, just seeing someone pass by so easily, with all of the energy in the world— it frustrates him beyond belief.

He’s used to holding these feelings back and appearing elegant, but this sick feeling is twisting in his stomach more and more, and he can’t even be bothered to keep his usual guarding smile in place.

Struggling to push forward despite his weak body and take what he wants, Eichi moves along, until it becomes to much and he’s left having a coughing fit on the sidewalk. There might be some blood, but pity won’t yield any nice results, right now.]

WILDCARD - OPEN

[He can be anywhere except district V, the violent district, because he might die there; his body can’t take it. Otherwise I’m open to anything, and hit me up on plurk (

nipponpon) or discord (zlos#3826) if you want to plot something specific!]

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[Cool... he's just going to assume this weird mofo is from Japan to feel a little less lonely about it. At the rude question, his smile thins a little but it doesn't stop. Honestly, he prefers treatment like this versus treating him like a baby.]

Aren't we all dying? [#edgy] Fufu, but you're right. If I stepped into a district like that, my heart would stop before I could even throw a punch or have my bones broken by another. It's a hereditary illness.

You'd step in and die...

Would it explode in your chest? How does that work?

(leaning forward for this rude ass question power hour.)

Wouldn't you suffer horribly beforehand?

Most likely.

[Why is he answering it with serious consideration?? Well, at least their tea is brought out quickly, and they say it will be just another moment or so for their fresh croissants. Eichi lets his sit for a moment as he hums thoughtfully.]

If I overexert myself, my heart could end up beating so quickly that it spasms into a heart attack and fails. That's a painful experience indeed. Or if I grow too cold, it could refuse to beat fast enough, and I'll almost fade into sleep, just like that. There have been times where I felt like I couldn't breathe, and without oxygen, I thought I might suffocate. But I'm used to that sort of thing, you know? Most of my family has passed in this way, although my grandfather lived unusually long.

I think I'd prefer to die in some exciting way like my heart exploding. I wonder if such a thing is possible? Perhaps I'll be the first.

Oooh, I see. I don't think my organs can do that.

(seeing as they're made of water. we just don't know.gif...

immediately reaches for his tea, letting it warm his hands with a little "whew". that's nice, even with all of the morbid conversation happening, something he's actually more comfortable with. if they were shooting the shit with small talk, suigetsu might have left already with his tea and croissant in hand.)

If you wanna die, I can help you. If you wanna wait, though, then I don't know what to tell ya. (why.) Isn't it kinda useless to spend your life worrying about exploding? —I get worried about dehydration, though, that's the worst.

I don't need any help with something like that.

[Th...anks...? Though? He smiles across the table, adding some cute little sugar cubes to his own tea and stirring.] I'm not worried about it at all. [A lie.] I have other things to concern myself with, like my duties and enjoying myself thoroughly.

Do you really worry about dehydration that much? How specific.

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(yeah, he doesn't believe him, but he also doesn't care.)

That's good, I guess. Do whatever you like with your remaining years. (sage nod, taking the sugar cubes once eichi's done with them, dumping half into his tea.) As for me, I don't rest wanna dry up and waste away like a prune. When you're made of water, you gotta watch out for these things.

(pats the water bottles affixed to his belts. two of each.)

Isn't being thirsty the worst? I don't know how people can stand it.

["Isn't being thirsty the worst?" - Suigetsu 2k17. Eichi has to pause to consider them for a moment, his gaze trailing off to the side like he's thinking about it in a few different ways.]

You may be right. To thirst for anything is suffering, leaving you with a desperate need to make up for the dryness of your own throat. [Metaphorically... or not, he guesses.] But you've said such an interesting thing, just now. "Made of water?" Isn't the human body only 60% water? A majority, certainly, but I've never heard anyone say they were made of it.

...

(you're so high, eichi, he means thirsty for water. the comments get him blinking slowly, giving a great pause, before lifting his hand demonstratively.)

I bet you've never met anyone like me before, eh? I'm one hundred percent water.

(then his hand melts onto the table.)

[He can't stop speaking in metaphors... But this is a thrilling sight! Eichi watches quietly as the hand is lifted, seeing nothing out of the ordinary until it melts right onto the table like that.

And then he's looking shocked.]

Your hand turned to liquid! [No shit] What kind of trick is this? You're really made of water to that level? Seeing it in such a form makes me want to reach out and touch it...

[But the last time he reached out and touched someone, he got in trouble. So he'll just say that aloud, let his hands hover forward, and then pause.] Can I touch it?

It's not a trick, I'm the real deal. (casually, extending his hand a little more for eichi to feel.)

If you really wanna get to know me, you could stab a fork right through my hand. (taps his half-formed as the water on the table soaks back up into his elbow, beginning to reform the fingers.

soon enough, a solid hand, offered out calmly (that's acedia).) Go on.

Really? You're serious, right?

[He gives Suigetsu a moment to make sure he doesn't stop him, picking up a fork and spinning it in his fingers before it's in his grip properly. He's left handed, not that that matters, but it means the hand is placed perfectly in front of him.

With a sparkle in his eye that's a little too eager, he drives the fork down into Suigetsu's hand! It's not with any extreme force or anything, but it certainly wasn't a friendly prod, either.]

(watching eichi excitedly pick up the fork makes his heart thrum a little bit faster despite the calming effects of acedia and the relaxation tea. there's one thing he can't shake out and that's his love for a good adrenaline rush—

which this doesn't exactly offer, but eichi's fork meets the table with the jab through.

a moment, two, then suigetsu draws his impaled palm up the length of the fork. the water will coat his tea-mate's fingers liberally, a room temperature kind of wetness, before drawing away completely, reforming quickly into another solid hand.)

Ta-da. How was that?

[There's so much excitement from Eichi at that that his cheeks actually flush, and both of his hands raise to applaud Suigetsu. That's right, he gets his own applause.]

Wow! That's amazing. Does that level of control come naturally, or is it something you had to practice? Either way, it's so impressive that my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. I'm envious. If I could manipulate my body in ways like that, I wouldn't have to worry about anything.

...

(first, suigetsu has to wonder if he's making fun of him with a reaction like that. it looks fake to his eyes, paranoid from being burned for years, over and over again by an easy smiler with so many vile things above and beneath the surface. this, this is how orochimaru would reply, this is how happy he'd be to see him evolve from an experiment gone "right".

his fingers curl against the tabletop and the tea keeps him wrestled down in the chair with an almost forced calm.)

Haha, well, everything takes practice. I had a long time to focus on myself, Eichi-kun.

(a sudden lean forward, eyes wide. it's impossible to keep his thoughts back, brain to mouth filter assuaged by the district's air.)

Could it be you wanna try me out? With how often you're talking freely about your weak body, aren't you just lying? No one who's got no skill acts the way you do, so exactly what abilities are you hiding from me?

[Oh my, he's so serious. Eichi's perfect appearance that he puts forward doesn't falter at all, and he folds his hands together from their clapping to rest his chin on them.]

I wonder what you could mean, asking something as seriously as that. Are you looking to compete in some way? Fufu, you're such an amusing person, Suigetsu. [He pulls one of his hands away, lifting up his index finger like he's adding some information.]

If you'd like to know my skills, I happen to be part of the top idol group at my school.

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