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Post by Tobias Murakami on Apr 22, 2020 2:21:17 GMT -4
for some grade-a whiplash TOBIAS ARRIVED AT HEADQUARTERS at roughly half-past five, parking his black sedan in the first available place he could find in the parking lot. He wore his hero outfit—a black business suit—without the sunglasses, since this was not fieldwork. In one hand, he clasped a leather portfolio—the case-file. It was a compendium of information that he had gathered over the course of a few weeks.
And now, this evening, he would present his findings to another pro hero in order to help support their mission over the next few days.
Her hero name was Umeboshi—and based on how limited her file was, Tobias could only assume that she was new to the Pro Hero scene.
The gentleman yawned, politely covering his mouth, as he crossed the parking lot. The building before him was all steel and glass, very modern—an armed guard greeted him at the door, and Tobias procured his badge from his right hip-pocket. He was allowed to be here.
He crossed the reception area, an open room with high ceilings and an impressive array of greenery—the debrief room reserved for him and “Umeboshi” was to the left on the first floor, one of many meeting rooms.
He strode to the appropriate room, which in black dry-erase was declared to be the room for, “The Informant’s and Umeboshi’s Meeting”.
It was reserved for an hour.
Tobias doubted that the meeting would take that long.
The gentleman pushed the door open, and noticed someone was already sitting there. Their back was to him, however, so he didn’t get a close look at them.
Tobias adjusted his plastic-framed glasses, and began speaking in his cool baritone.
“Good evening! I apologize for keeping you waiting,” Tobias greeted, clearing his throat, “I am the Informant, and I will be debriefing you on your upcoming mission.”
He had opened the portfolio, at this point, and was thumbing through the required materials, trying to decide which he would surrender to the hero first. He still had yet to spare them a glance.
Having just finished a day of work at U.A., he was eager for the meeting to progress and be finished with, so that he could return home and eat dinner. His cats were surely starving at this point, after all—so his attentiveness and his usual decorum were a little more lacking than usual, to say the least.
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Post by Jessie Murakami on Apr 27, 2020 12:35:44 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","believeBG"] [attr="class","believeHead"] [attr="class","believeIcon"]  [attr="class","believeBody"] Oh god oh god oh god [break][break]It was three in the afternoon and as the sun made its slow descent to bring on the night Jessie was pacing back and forth in the living room of her apartment. A decade of training to be calm in stressful situations and she was feeling as though her heart would burst out of her chest any moment. 'What do I even say? What do I even do?' her thoughts were scattered and erratic at the notion of meeting her brother again. Most of the reason she had even attempted to become a pro was to meet and eventually reconcile with Tobias, but she felt that right now was too soon. She had expressed in confidence to one of the higher-ups within the organization that her last name was no coincidence and that she was the half-sister of The Informant. What she didn't take into account was that the organization might decide that this connection would mean they would be good at working together. This was exactly why she felt so nervous given that they had decided to do just that and she had only found out a few hours prior. 'I guess I gotta prepare' she thought to herself with a large exhale as she put on her hero costume and gathered her gear. [break][break] As she packed her stuff she realized something was off. Looking around she snapped her fingers a few times and then looked around. The pitter-patter of feet could be heard as Jessie's cat freckles made an appearance. She was a rescue cat with only one working eye which Jessie felt made their bond a little stronger 'Hey girl I'm gonna be out for a while behave okay?' scratching her ears Freckles responded with a soft mew and sauntered off. Making her way out of her apartment she made her way to the headquarters. [break][break] "Good evening Umeboshi! We'll have you and The Informant in this room over here" the receptionist brightly greeted Jessie as she entered the building and directed her to the proper room. Being as nervous as she was Jessie hesitated until the receptionist nudged her forward. She held her breath as she opened the door as was relieved to know that she was the first one there even if it would only be a few more minutes until Tobias arrived. She took a seat farther from the entrance and turned herself slightly in order to not let anyone know how nervous she was and rifled around for the case file.[break][break] As she suspected not soon after she had gotten herself situated she heard footsteps approaching the room. 'It's gonna be okay. You'll just talk a little' Jessie repeated in her head in order to calm herself down. She was almost certain Toby would be mad and would get even angrier once he realized she was Umeboshi, but it was a leap she had to take. When he finally entered she realized he was so engrossed with then file that he hadn't look at her. When he finally did she would simply sign 'Hi...Toby.'[attr="class","believeButton"] Tobias Murakami // SIGN LANGUAGE & MENTAL SPEECHulla [newclass=.believeBG]background-color:#fff;width:400px;padding-bottom:20px;border-radius:10px;box-shadow:#ccc 4px 4px 5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.believeHead]background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/qzPafLN.png?1);background-position:center center;border-radius:10px 10px 0 0;height:175px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(0 0, 100% 0, 100% 100%, 0 75%);clip-path: polygon(0 0, 100% 0, 100% 100%, 0 75%);[/newclass] [newclass=.believeIcon]-webkit-transform:rotate(-39deg);float:left;margin-top:-70px;margin-left:50px;border:#fff 5px solid;background-color:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.believeIcon IMG]width:65px;[/newclass] [newclass=.believeBody]padding:20px 40px;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;color:#3a3a3a;line-height:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.believeBody b]color:#ab8ed1;font-family:varela round;[/newclass] [newclass=.believeBody i]color:#888;[/newclass] [newclass=.believeButton]background-image:url(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/49/98/9e/49989e61e44b15452f882ce5f8ba1af6.gif);background-position:center center;-webkit-filter:grayscale(60%);height:40px;width:80%;border-radius:80px;box-shadow:#ccc 1px 1px 3px;color:#fff;line-height:40px;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:10px;text-transform:uppercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.believeButton a]color:#fff!important;font-weight:400!important;[/newclass] [googlefont=Varela Round] |
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Post by Tobias Murakami on Apr 29, 2020 0:44:52 GMT -4
for some grade-a whiplash TOBIAS STRAIGHTENED HIS PAPERS, expecting there to be some sort of reciprocal greeting—some sort of “Good evening,” or “Oh, it’s quite alright,” or, “I’m Umeboshi, nice to meet you,” or any combination of the three. What he received, instead, was deafening silence. He had, admittedly, only given the pro’s file a cursory glance—what was important was the information he needed to give them for their mission. It wasn’t essential for him to know their power, or their name, or anything else. Aptitudes were, perhaps, helpful to know but beyond that?
So he didn’t know that they were mute, and subsequently viewed the other pro hero's silence as a little rude.
Until, that is, he lifted his gaze—
The manila file slipped from his hand, and fell to the floor with a resonating smack. It had been meticulously clipped, sorted, and sticky-noted, so there was no catastrophic downpour of papers. The papers did, however, slide slightly out of their place.
For a moment, Tobias simply gawked at the woman before him. Dread was coiling in the pit of his stomach, cold and torturous—and discomfort, too, burbling acidly. Disbelief was the most prevalent feeling, though.
For as he stood there, hands empty, he looked down upon none other than his sister—
Erm, half-sister—
Jessie.
What the fuck.
Tobias wasn’t given to swearing, even internally, but… honestly, this warranted it? Nothing else could so accurately summate his disbelief. What the fuck was Jessie doing here? It’d been—what, five years since they’d seen one another—no, at this point, closer to ten. Tobias’s relationship with his father was strained at-best, and his step-mother outright loathed him. So he kind-of… just… avoided all of them. His half-sister included.
And here she was.
Was this some kind of joke?
Finally, Jessie broke the awkward stalemate by signing a greeting. Tobias stooped down to retrieve the file from the floor, and when he rose again, he set it gently upon the tabletop.
Be cool, Toby, you can do this.
What are you doing here? Tobias signed back. Everyone in their house understood sign-language, since that’s what Jessie used—Tobias had always made a point of using it, too, at least in his younger years.
His hands felt stiff. It really had been a while.
You U ME BO SHI ? he signed again, his expression enviably subdued.
Internally, his heart was playing xylophone on his ribs. He wanted to bolt, but he also had a job to do… it wouldn’t be proper to run-out on a job, now would it? God, this was unbelievable. What the Hell was his kid-half-sister doing here…
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Post by Jessie Murakami on May 5, 2020 19:25:41 GMT -4
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'Wow, somehow this is even more uncomfortable than I imagined'[break][break] Jessie stood and watched her brother's reaction to her being the one he was supposed to meet. It felt like an eternity as the folder he held with the information they needed for whatever they were recruited from fell to the floor. A bead of sweat dripped from her forehead as Tobias went to pick up his dropped manifest. The air around Jessie felt heavy as if the weight of the tension between them was like a gravitational field. In a weird way, him signing at her made her actually feel a bit less nervous since at least he remembered to sign for her sake. He questioned if she was Umeboshi and Jessie nodded in return before realizing that at some point she would have to explain that she had a quirk. [break][break]She signed back 'Yeah I'm Umeboshi. I uhm...wasn't sure how we'd go about doing this but what is this thing we're working on?' she pointed to the Manila folder trying to let the mission at hand take priority over their awkward reunion.[break][break]Given how studious Toby always was she figured if it were for the sake of learning and doing their job, he would be willing to take the time to actually go over this information even though he had clearly a lot of reservations about being here. Given that it would come up sooner rather than later she figured that it would be best to tell him that she did in fact have a quirk 'Tobias I didn't just get to become a Pro because of luck I um...I have a quirk.' shame overwhelmed her as once she shared this information she had realized that Toby would most likely piece together that she had this quirk for the majority of her life and just didn't share this with anyone.
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Post by Tobias Murakami on May 14, 2020 23:42:47 GMT -4
for some grade-a whiplash TOBIAS NODDED, SETTING THE MANILA FOLDER that had been clutched tightly in his hands upon the tabletop. As he would soon proceed through the mission, he would remove various documents for the sake of giving his sister tangible pieces of information that would help her investigation. His expression was drawn, but rigid. Why was Jess here, of all people—how long had she been Quirked? Why hadn’t she said anything? Would he have said anything, had he been in her shoes?
Probably not.
Tobias splayed the file open, prepping the documents for the debrief. A flicker of motion drew Toby’s gaze again, and he glanced at Jess as she signed that she was a pro because she had a quirk.
‘I would assume as much,’ Tobias signed simply, his expression droll. Why else would she be here, if she didn’t have a quirk? There was a lot to unpack there—a sense of being a scapegoat, of a missed opportunity of solidarity. Resentment. Pain.
It wasn’t professional to unpack it, here.
Best to get this over with as soon as possible.
The sooner he finished the debrief, the sooner he could go home.
“Your mission will take place at the Narita International Airport, roughly sixty kilometers from Tokyo,” Toby began aloud now, flagrantly ignoring the elephant in the room. He slid a sheet that provided an aerial view of the airport closer to Jessie, followed shortly by a collection of four mugshots.
“These are our gentlemen of the hour,” Tobias explained, “Murano Shinji, Fukuda Taichi, Hashimoto Daisuke, and Inoue Hinata. Each of these gentlemen are prominent figures in the Mizutani-kai gang. It’s an all-quirker yakuza gang based out of Tokyo. Lately they’ve been central in human trafficking deals out of Narita International.”
Tobias paused in his info-dump, his gaze flicking towards his half-sister. He had a tendency to get carried-away in debriefs, and had to consciously choose to pause for questions.
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Post by Jessie Murakami on May 23, 2020 22:40:30 GMT -4
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Jessie didn't have to use any of her abilities to tell that Tobias was more than a little offended by her just flatly admitting she had a quirk. To be fair it was obvious given that she had become a Pro Hero, but she was pretty certain that he would feel a sense of betrayal as they could have stood together as kids if he knew she also had a quirk. She was going to follow up by revealing she could also speak until Tobias decided to push forward with the reason he had shown up today. Jessie approached the table as Tobias would lay out what she would be doing for this mission and who the people she would be dealing with.[break][break]She nodded along with his explanation trying to soak in everything she possibly could while attempting to not be distracted with what she had really come for. She wanted to apologize, but at the same time she felt that if she did bring up more information on her quirk she would just be met with hostility. Once he paused Jessie tried to keep them on track but with the feelings welling up inside her she couldn't keep this a secret much longer. "Tobias I need to show you something" she signed in his direction before she took a step back. [break][break]Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves she had thought about this moment for a long time and now that it was right in front of her it was all hard to take in. As she was breathing in and out Tobias would be able to see energy build up around her as her aura flared to life. A bright orange enveloped the room as Jessie's aura spread over every inch of the space between them and even flowing over Tobias as well. This served the purpose to connect Jessie and Tobias on a more emotional level using her quirks empathetic abilities. "Tobias I..." Jessie would speak directly into his mind at this point "There's so much I've wanted to say for such a long time." she kneeled down before prostrating herself "I'm...sorry I couldn't be there for you when you needed someone to help you" she didn't dare look up at him and honestly didn't need to. With her quirk being active she could actively sense what emotions Tobias was feeling and if he was anything like his past self she was sure it would be...rage.
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Post by Tobias Murakami on May 28, 2020 18:17:36 GMT -4
for some grade-a whiplash HIS HALF-SISTER NODDED HER CONSENT, so Tobias began to outline the game plan. Tobias interpreted Jessie's nod as the silent agreement to press forward and sweep all of this unpleasantness under the rug. Toby would forget all of this, returning to a life of never communicating with his father's family, of forgetting about them.
"These Mizutani-kai members routinely journey between here and Belarus, often returning with Belarusian nationals," Tobias explained. He fanned additional pictures, featuring the aforementioned gang members with distinctly Caucasian-looking women
"Your job is s-"
His words faltered. An orange tint was emanating from Jessie, starting to overtake the room. A clear look of surprise flickered through Toby's eyes. Jessie signed to him-- she had to show him something.
"I do not recommend-- cannot recommend-- unauthorized quirk use, particularly in this context--"
But the orange aura was bleeding outward, engulfing the two of them. Tobias inhaled deeply, his gaze trailing the perimeter of the room uncertainly. His lungs seemed to be alright-- no agitation in his eyes or airways--
A confused stutter of his heart, a nervous dry throat-- Jessie was kneeling. Why was she kneeling?
And then, for the first time ever, he heard his sister's voice. Tobias's shoulders stiffened. His green eyes finally settled on Jessie. She had his attention.
Her voice reverberated in his skull, and she then dipped towards the floor, completely apologetic.
Teenaged Toby would have rebuked her. Teenaged Toby would have yelled, and possibly even raised a hand to her.
Teenaged Toby had never sought counseling-- never had years of therapy to help him process the absolute neglect he had suffered at the hands his father and step-mother. Teenaged Toby never talked about how each solitary eruption in the family swimming pool only further alienated him from his family-- the utter lack of comfort-- the utter lack of security.
Adult Toby had. That said, it didn't do anything to diminish the feelings that now whirled in his chest-- pain mostly, pervasive sorrow that cut to the core. It was the kind of sorrow that lingered just behind the eyes and made you squint for fear of crying when you didn't want to. Years of therapy had chipped away at his angry mask, and laid his true feelings bare.
He still didn't want to talk about it, though.
"You'll be posing as an agent of the Civil Aviation Bureau," Tobias murmured. His throat was tight. His voice was thick and wet.
And if that wasn't bad enough, his breath shuddered.
The redhead placed the palm of his hand upon the table, trying to ground himself. He pushed his glasses up in order to rub his eyes and pinch the bridge of his nose. A deep inhale, a sigh. Not here. Anywhere but here.
It was a lie that many adults had told themselves before-- Tobias was neither the fist, nor the last-- he wanted to think that all the pain of the past was overcome and conquered. But with the right antecedents, well-- he felt just like he did in his early adolescence.
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Post by Jessie Murakami on Jun 14, 2020 10:48:48 GMT -4
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Coincidentally the hero path she took wasn't the only part of her life that was heavily influenced by Tobias. When she attended university at the behest of her parents she wasn't initially sure about what she wanted to do, but given her family's treatment of others without even really realizing that this behavior was wrong she had initially decided she wanted to study psychology to become a therapist. In this, it was a sort of penance since she wasn't equipped or brave enough in her past to give compassion and love to someone who clearly needed it. Heck from time to time she had actual nightmares involving Tobias in which she was reminded constantly about how she didn't help and stand at a united front with him. [break][break]Even still despite all the years that had been apart his reaction to her showing up fit what she remembered about him. She picked her head off the floor to look him in the eyes which were filled with anguish. All she had ever wanted was to make him feel less alone but given the look on his face perhaps he had been burying these feelings deep down?[break][break]...Was she actually hurting him by being here?[break][break]It wasn't an outrageous idea given that even though she never directly intended to hurt him and never acted like her parents did she was still guilty by association. She was certain that he was trying his best to hold in his feelings and she decided the best course of action would be to back off and let him process this however he needed. She held no position to be making demands so silently she stood up and refocused on the mission at hand. 'Gotcha. Any specifics I should be aware of? I'm guessing in an all quirker gang they must have some heavy hitters.' she peered at the file trying to see if there was anything that stuck out for her 'I guess being relatively new will give me some advantage here? Perhaps that's why I was chosen.' she had gone back to signing instead of speaking even though that's what she actually wanted to do. Whatever this was going to turn out to be it would take time and she'd need to let Tobias come to terms with everything.
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Post by Tobias Murakami on Jun 19, 2020 15:10:43 GMT -4
for some grade-a whiplash THE GENTLEMAN ADJUSTED HIS GLASSES, and cleared his throat, trying to swallow the wetness that had welled-up, there. Tobias was the Informant, goddamnit. He had withstood hardened criminals and near-death experiences. He faced the dregs of humanity and the most gut-wrenching cases without so much as batting an eyelash at them.
And now, his kid sister (erm, half-sister) was at the table, and Tobias was getting choked-up? This, of all things?
Absolute foolishness.
A flutter of motion drew his eye. Jessie was signing again. Perhaps that was for the better. Tobias watched with thinned eyes. Perhaps it would be construed as a glower, from behind his thick bangs—but he was actually squinting to avoid getting tearful. When Jessie finished signing, he clarified some things.
“H-hopefully, with having you undercover, the heavy-hitters won’t have the chance to hit,” Tobias remarked, finally finding an even-keel in his voice. His tone was still hoarse around the edges, but… at least his voice wasn’t still trembling, “The operation they run is covert, so they likely won’t resort to violence, unless violence is utilized in-turn.”
He used his voice to address Jessie now—signing required eye contact, and he was refusing to lift his gaze from the papers. Somehow, not looking at Jessie made it easier to interact with her.
God, it’s like being a teenager all over again.
“It is part of why you were chosen for the mission, yes,” Tobias said simply, “Any more well-known professional heroes would likely tip-off the gang and blow the operation.”
He slid a picture of the checkpoint to Jessie. It was a simple collection of metal-detecting gates, with x-ray machines for luggage.
“You will be working alongside members of the Civil Aviation Bureau at this checkpoint,” Tobias explained, “When the Mizutani-kai members come through, you will signal to the CAB employees that they need to be pulled for screening. Then, under the ruse of doing a body-check, we’ll make our arrests.”
Having relayed the plan to his half-sister, Tobias lifted his gaze.
“Full details of the mission can be found in the file,” he concluded, “Do you… have any further questions, that I can address at this moment?”
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Post by Jessie Murakami on Jun 28, 2020 0:56:38 GMT -4
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While internally she couldn't stop thinking about what she could do or say to make the situation better Jessie knew that ultimately it was more important to actually fulfill her duties as a pro and complete the task at hand. She nodded in understanding as Toby went through the rest of the information and even went to look at a few of the Mizutani members. She definitely recognized at least a few of them from watching the news which made her really think about how important her new position really was. 'I got it. I think I'm as prepared as I need to be.' she signed to Toby hoping he would at least face her long enough to acknowledge what she had said. [break][break]There was a brief pause as Jessie thought on what to do next. Toby had made the clear intention to walk out of there as soon as possible and she ultimately had said what she needed to early on. She hadn't expected him to actually forgive him yet there was a fleeting hope that maybe this would reconnect them or at the very least open him up a bit to the idea of it. Since he was so much more serious not that they were older she had a harder time getting a read on him as he seemed to be mostly just shaken up by her very presence. It was only seconds later that an idea of what to do came to mind. She couldn't force him to interact, but if she gave him her contact information on the new cards she had obtained since becoming a Pro Hero that door would permanently be open! [break][break] "I'll just...wait until he's about to leave"
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Post by Tobias Murakami on Jul 1, 2020 16:28:49 GMT -4
for some grade-a whiplash TOBIAS WAS LOOKING AT JESSIE when she finally signed her response. She understood the information, and was as prepared as she needed to be.
“The mission is set to take place in a week,” Tobias explained, “If, at any point, you would like to review the information or have any further questions or clarifications, my business card is included in the blue folder, stapled to the inside flap.”
If Jessie were to redirect her attention, she would see the rectangle of information, which simply had his hero name, “The Informant”, the number to the mobile-phone he used for hero work, and his work email.
“My response time is usually within twenty-four hours. Forty-eight hours at the absolute maximum, if I am on a mission.”
He seemed reluctant to surrender such information, reluctant to give his estranged half-sister a method of contacting him, but it was protocol. To deny her access to him, strictly because of their shared upbringing, would be negligence.
Tobias turned to exit the room, leaving the files splayed before Jessie. It would take her a moment to gather her materials, which was all the time that Toby would need to make a hasty escape to his car. As he reached for the handle for the door, something seemed to dawn-on him.
“Good luck, Jessie,” he offered, glancing over his shoulder, “First missions are… always daunting. But I’m sure you’ll do fine.”
A platitude to help dispel the pre-mission jitters—Tobias didn’t stick around to see her response. He was far more interested in getting the fuck out of there.
The Informant slipped through the door of the conference room, taking big, sweeping strides down the hallway and towards the exit. While most nights he would stop to butter-up the receptionist with polite conversation, tonight he needed to get out of there—to think—to process. Maybe have a big glass of wine?
“Have a lovely evening!” he called to receptionist, before immediately clenching his teeth and continuing onward. He didn’t slow his pace until he was beside his sedan, rummaging through his pockets for his keys.
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Post by Jessie Murakami on Jul 15, 2020 16:03:14 GMT -4
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Even without the use of her powers, the tension was palpable. She hadn't seen Tobias in years and yet some part of him hadn't changed at all since their last interaction. There wasn't much she could even really say at this point as she'd shown her hand in its entirety and even the idea of following up with small talk seemed like an extremely bad idea. Assuming he continued his life as a Pro Hero she was certain they would cross paths again and this was further solidified when handed her the case file and attached his card to it as well. A look of surprise washed over Jessie as she pulled the card from the envelope and studied it at the same time Tobias was taking his leave. Originally under the impression that it was his personal information she found herself slightly disappointed that it was just his hero contact information but hey it was a start![break][break]Turning to sign thank you and to wish him best of luck she realized he had already taken off. Figuring it was the shock of their surprise meeting she was willing to let it be until it dawned on her...she hadn't given him her professional card! Like most of the Pro Heroes before her, she had been given the option to have her information printed on business cards to give out at her discretion. Fumbling through her pockets she pulled out just in time to see the door close. "I'll just catch up to him!" she mused as she packed her stuff and quickly hurried after Toby.[break][break]A brief interaction with the receptionist which was admittedly difficult due to her lack of understanding JSL and she was almost right behind him. As she saw him getting into his car she shouted mentally "Tobias wait!" as she hurried over to him. "I wanted to give you this." she held out her hand with the card and waited for him to take it. It happened to be upside down which Tobias most likely wouldn't notice until he took it...well if he took it.
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Post by Tobias Murakami on Jul 29, 2020 21:16:46 GMT -4
for some grade-a whiplash TOBIAS CHECKED ONE PANTS POCKET, found no car keys, then reached into the other—his fingertips glanced the keys then dropped them on the ground. His hands were shaking. The frown on Tobias’s face deepened. Why here? Why now? All these years of avoiding his family, and Jessie showed up here? As a pro hero?
For a moment, Tobias looked at the keys on the pavement. Then, with a heavy sigh, gathered his slacks around his thighs before squatting to grab his keys. He retrieved the collection of keys, and began to get back up.
A voice cut into his mind like a hot knife into butter, and the crimson gentleman nearly dropped his keys again.
God, that telepathic-speech was eerie. Tobias turned slowly, his expression blank. His thumb found the “unlock” button on his key fob, clicking it twice. In the din, his car headlights blinked.
Jessie slowed, extending a hand and a single, small white business card. Tobias reluctantly took the thing, turning it over in his hand.
A standard-issue business card, for one Umeboshi.
“…thanks,” Toby said simply. He failed to see the point of said business card, since he had no need to communicate with her. Any professional communications from Toby would be filtered through the PSC when they were assigned to missions. Tobias would never personally need to contact her.
Unless this was an olive branch, so to speak.
“We’ll… be in touch,” was all Toby said. He sounded unconvinced. With that, however, he sunk into the driver’s seat, closing the door. The car sputtered to life and pulled away from the parking spot, pulling steadily away from the space.
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Post by Webby on Aug 10, 2020 3:17:14 GMT -4
Toby earned 26 for a total of 166
Jessie earned 20 for a total of 120
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