In Blackest Night [Open to 1~2 more]

He was having the simplest chitchat with one of the ladies behind the counter to try and explain that he wasn't here to be mean, he was here to be as realistic as possible. He wanted to learn, he wanted to understand. Sure he had some mangas in his store but it wasn't selling great and he needed to understand how it worked and why people wanted them and which one they would want before he would have to toss them all out because they were too old already. Apparently Manga's were going on a hype and he wasn't sure how that worked and he couldn't keep up because books shouldn't go out of fashion, you had the best novels from aeons ago that people still wanted to read, portrait or consider to read. He sold second-hand books faster than the manga section and where would they provide him information then at the manga cafe. But no, they seemed to consider him as rival and the woman did not feel like sharing, bullocks.

That's when she fled. Like out of nowhere and in the middle of the conversation and he heard a thud against the door behind him. He was still in the hallway or what they called the lobby, he had still obvious questions about that as well but it did not matter. He did not get it, at first he thought it was something silly, a human being that kept bumping into the door instead of opening it. How many times had he seen customers use the push ability while the door said pull... it was like brains could not comprehend. But that's when the thing, that he considered a human before looked up and looked... not alive at all. "By Hekate what?" He muttered and he turned to look even closer, "Get away, get away they will come." But what would come? Finally Karasu pulled his attention from the whatever it was to beyond it and there were more and they were aiming to come here. He almost jumped when an alarm went off, though the sound died quickly again and he moved into the other hallway, where the boots were. First he managed to hide in another one, but he had no intention in staying here and he waited, he listened carefully. "Cost clear, cost definitely clear for a few seconds. The undead, very undead!" He glared at his companion, the one only visible to him. Karasu basically said what he thought but could never say it in the normal way, oh how he wished. He knew Karasu did it to bully him but the soul shut its mouth and turned to look there. The Gods would guide him, so he quickly opened the door, though his heart stopped beating for a second, indeed... there was no one.

He quickly moved further into the hall when he heard the sloppy footsteps again. Heh, which creature would not move his legs up quick enough or high enough? Right... "Mooooove, now." Karasu spoke and he bumped himself into a door, noticed a zombie thing on the opposite of the darker hallway and stumbled almost motionless back into the booth and pushed his back against the door when he was in. At first he did not notice anything, slumping down the door to block it from being opened or so he thought until he noticed... a girl. "Don't scream." He whispered, because he did believe (thanks to Karasu) that the creature outside might not have a brain enough to realize what just has happened or had not spotted Mamoru yet, he turned to look at his own spirit and it nodded and went to check, he needed to know for sure.

The child being frightened threw her phone. Thank goodness she missed Juana, but it hit a wall, which probably attracted some zombies. Juana fought off the urge to facepalm. She walked over to the child to calm it. But it seemed that the child nor the man appreciated her care and reassurement. This is why she isnt a hero. People were bitches and honestly, she should just leave them to die. She would have probably slapped the child to show some respect and appreciation towards her elders. And the man? Well, she did as he said and kept her mouth shut

She took the moment to get up on her feet, cross her arms and look around the area. Turning her eyes, her head to just see what they have in here. Maybe she can use her Quirk to escape?. Maybe she can make some weapons of ice so they can defend themselves. That is if they wanted her help. She could do with a weapon, but left it. She didnt want to overuse her quirk. Besides, its summer. The two couldnt use any ice construct she makes without her power constantly fixing it. So what to do?

She looked at the door. She did freeze it. But lets see, looking at the door and the ice and the room temperature. She did some mental math. She knew that the ice will melt aka shrink at one half inch per hour. They had time. They had all the time. If the structure weakens, she can refreeze it. But she doubted they will stay long, they just needed to do something. But mr. Handsome here doesnt wanna let her speak. Meanwhile he can be mr. Chatterbox.
Fine then.

She searched her pocket and found she had lipstick. She rolled up her sleeve, since she didnt have paper nor pen and he didnt want her to speak. So on her forearm, she wrote 'DO YOU HAVE QUIRK? WHAT?' she couldnt write 'what it is', but just what simply because of lack or room. She knew how to be silent. She patted the man on the shoulder and showed her message to him. If he didnt wanna speak. She offered him nonverbally the lipstick and her other arm. So he can write a short answer.

The contradiction of this situation was that he needed to talk to get his point across, so should they but after the blunt hit of the phone against the side of the booth, he wanted them to be quiet. For a while at least, to make sure no one came but Karasu said there was no one paying attention to them, so they could whisper, but try to be hushed. He kept his eyes on the spirit if he wasn't talking to one directly, that was easier but this was a frustrating moment. Luckily the woman had ice powers to lock the room but still, that did not mean they were saved. He needed to think of something but they could not go out and figure out how to get off the zombie apocalypse? He could do a prayer to the Gods but he was sure they were too busy to answer his call, right here and right now. The cynical response from the girl did not face him, that's how he would have answered so he only nodded and said nothing.

He sighed, "I meant quiet so we didn't make more noise after the sound of the phone okay. I didn't mean..." He sighed again, right. This was a great combination, the woman's attitude that she could fix all of this and now was sarcastically using her lipstick to communicate, it was so childish but they needed her if they wanted the door to stay closed safely. "I don't have such a quirk." He lied, the tarot cards burning against his chest as if to let him know that they did not appreciate to be lied about, but also he didn't say he didn't have one. It only did sound like that. "I wish I had a very efficient one right now." he replied to continue his lie but to show he wasn't against quirks, he waved to the ice, that would have been useful or like a fire starter but no he had cards and he did not trust the firepower or the general power of his quirk to fix anything at this moment, he only assumed he would make it worse. Karasu moved around again, there was a zombie incoming and he put his finger against his lips... they would hear the scurry of something outside of their room but nothing tried the door or bumped into their door so that was okay. He felt the spirit take a seat on his shoulder and watch as the girl seemed to explode a little, but again it was exactly how he would react if he was like her so he said nothing about it. Even if she suppose to offend him by calling him stupid. Mamoru looked up at Poemu and thought about it, he wasn't good with the online and all, "Could you hack the system?" Probably so against the rules but if she could, maybe they could control the cameras or something else to distract the zombies or see where everyone else was. Bleh, he needed a girl like her in his shop to learn him the things about the websites and see if he was hack-proof or something.

Poemu Akechi 14 exp
Mamoru Inukai 17 exp
Juana Fernández 9 exp