AIKAWA

[frostythehitman]

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w0, monday

[frostythehitman]

[ it's lunch time, and a guy's gotta eat!! Bucky enters the restaurant and sees some huge dude already there. He walks to grab himself his own table, but he can't help but peek over and see what this guy's having. ]

[decaptych]

[ It is mostly a variety of Japanese-Chinese food! Ramen, some dim sum stuff, and definitely a bit of gyōza, which he surreptitiously hides when he catches Bucky looking. ]

Can I help you? Looking for ideas?

[frostythehitman]

[ how are you hiding all of that so quickly

anyway this is awkward because he has no real way to answer this other than "i'm staring at a stranger and his food because he's just there" and that's not what he wants to go with. ]

You know what, sure. I am. Give me lunch ideas.

[decaptych]

[ He's got big arms! Anyway little does Bucky know that if he said that to Aikawa he'd be like okay and offer him a bread. ]

Ramen.

[ That was fast. ]

w1, monday

[frostythehitman]

[ are u ready 2 rumble, aikawa, bc we're both trapped in room number 5 now

5. You open the door and find yourself seated in a chair, your arms bound behind you. You feel someone's presence behind you, though you can't see them - they are also seated in a chair. You can speak, but you cannot recognize the voice of the other person, even if it is someone you would normally know just by hearing them. You must play a game of twenty questions to guess who they are. Once you have correctly identified each other, you will find yourselves back in the hallway, perfectly fine; however, if you hit twenty questions without both of you correctly guessing the other's identity, you will both feel a sharp pain in your neck, as if something has been injected into you. You will then find ourselves back in the hallway, disoriented and as though you've been sedated for the next thirty minutes, and you will have a puncture wound that matches a syringe and needle in your neck. Only four minutes have passed.

Bucky struggles in the chair. ]

I really need to stop opening these damn doors.

[decaptych]

[ Thank you sweetest Lisa, Aikawa is here and he's just -- ]

Boo. I didn't consent.

[ Flexes his fingers on the chair, uncomfortable. He tries to turn his head, but he can't really see behind him. Hmm... ]

Uh... who is this...?

[ Does this accidentally count as a 20 questions? I'm gonna count it as one. Makes Bucky forget his own name somehow. ]

[frostythehitman]

[ he tries to say it, but i'm gonna declare that when he opens his mouth, nothing comes out. ]

I can't say. Like, physically.

[decaptych]

Uh, why? This is like, the worst time to be playing mystery guy, man.

[ And that's another question. Makes these questions go past FASTER. ]

w1, sunday

[frostythehitman]

[ here we are, at the bar! Bucky spies Aikawa drinking something ]

What're you having?

[decaptych]

[ He's sitting at the bar with a straw going through the mouth hole on his mask and there is a long pause for his sippies. Then eventually. ]

Apple juice.

[ Should've figured it wasn't hard drink since it was through a straw, but damn. Not even a gin tonic. ]

[frostythehitman]

Wh--apple juice? Really?

[ look, a man can drink his booze through a straw if he wants, bucky won't judge.

he will judge, however, drinking JUICE at a BAR after a HORRIBLE EXECUTION THAT ONLY ALCOHOL CAN ERASE ]

[decaptych]

Yeah. I mean, if you wanna drink something better then go for it, if you're a drinker. I just don't really feel like drinking alone.

[ Half said while still sipping apple juice because he's a clown canon and can do this somehow. But pats the seat next to him anyway like if you wanna...... ]

WK2 - SATURDAY.

[decaptych]

[ WHAT'S UP BUCKY he's coming in with a plateful of food and a lot of muttered complaints under his breath but he's here to visit you. :( Bucky!!! ]

Fuckin', bullshit, is what it is...

[frostythehitman]

[ That actually gets him to huff out a laugh ]

Just now figuring that out, huh?

[decaptych]

I've been saying it nonstop, it just bears repeating.

[ He's pissed!! Because he was sure it wasn't Bucky and now they're in this situation. Anyway handing him... food I'm too lazy to think of something so just imagine it's something Bucky is okay eating and/or drinking, the drinking part is at least probably whiskey. ]

[frostythehitman]

Well, I guess you won't be forgetting it any time soon, at least.

[ He goes for the food!! NOURISHMENT. ]

...can't really cash in on that IOU anymore, huh.

w3, sunday

[frostythehitman]

[ WE'RE IN THE GRAVEYARD. WE'RE IN THE (throws dart) KITCHEN. WE'RE IN THE COMBINATION GRAVEYARD KITCHEN.

Bucky's here raiding the fridge of Souji's cooking, and also general snacks! Come join him in the quest to quench hunger.

wow actually this kind of parallels our very first pc, actually. this is poetic and shit ]

[decaptych]

[ Truly incredible except he's the one who's a no-fun bitch this time.

Please feel this intimidating presence just. Standing behind Bucky raiding the fridge.

Just looking down at him.

Raiding the fridge. ]

[frostythehitman]

[ Bucky looks over his shoulder at him. Wow. Is this what interacting with Bucky used to be like? Cripes.

He holds out some uhhhh fuckin eggs i guess? deviled eggs? i'm assigning souji knows-about-deviled-eggs-and-makes-them ]

Want some?

w4, saturday

[frostythehitman]

[ HEY AIKAWA, WHEREVER THE FUCK YOU ARE, BUCKY IS NOW ALSO HERE. He comes bearing: his wine bowl! apple juice boxes! and...a kinda busted up looking apple juicebox! ]

Hey. You good?

[decaptych]

[ Wowie! The one trial I sleep through the entirety of, some EXTRA wack shit happens, why is this happening. Anyway Aikawa is disturbed, but like, who wouldn't be, right? Empty graves aren't anything new, if the memory Bucky got is anything to go off of -- the problem being, they didn't establish a key factor, that being that Aikawa doesn't actually remember that particular memory he got.

So, he's just left with the weirdest sense of deja vu about their bodies being missing, but mostly it's normal concern. Ish. ]

Uh... yeah, I'm good, as can be for any of these Saturdays. Gotta say, watching is easier than being in them... usually.

[ Why is your apple juicebox busted sir? ]

[frostythehitman]

Usually.

[ this isn't very usual, though.

Bucky walks up a little closer and starts laying his goodies out. ] Take your pick. [ points to the busted juicebox ] I refilled that one with wine. Y'know, if you want the baby factor with your booze.

w6, saturday

[frostythehitman]

[ well. If Aikawa walks by Bucky's room, he will notice that his hostage portrait is off-kilter, and becomes a little moreso with every...thud. There is thudding inside Bucky's room. And the door is shaking.

And Bucky is grunting angrily from the inside with each thud. ]

[decaptych]

[ Ummmmmm. Well.

...Knocks once? ]

Are you fighting someone in there or should I just leave you alone?

[frostythehitman]

...not fighting.

[ cracks the door open and peeks through. he looks kind of embarrassed ]

Didn't realize anyone would notice.