[AQ] Detective Daichi [Daichi/Admin]

[Daichi]

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{Spoiler}[HIGH-LEVEL]
DEAD HEARTS
You managed to get an OR Line Pass, and you decide to ignore the warnings and take a day trip over to West Oto.
Investigate the rival school: +2 Guardians, +3 Faberge, -4 Roost
Have an encounter with the Egg Hunters: -3 Guardians, +2 Faberge, +3 Roost
Get into a fight with the Egg Hunters: -3 Guardians, -2 Faberge, +2 Roost
Requirements: Tag X-mod for Egg Hunter encounter, Tag Admin for investigation path. Requires OR Line Pass to begin.

What were the odds he was going to regret this? Maybe a solid, six out of ten. Maybe a eight out of ten when you take in the fact he's going alone. Was it a good idea? No, probably not. He could easily be jumped by some egg breakers, he would be easy to single out. Yet even with that idea in his head he couldn't being himself to text anybody for help. It's not that he didn't trust them, or that he couldn't rely on them. That wasn't it. He just felt better only having to worry about himself and Taiki. No tag along, no other party's, just him and his would be self.

Daichi made his way to the train station in a casual manner. He sported a simple outfit, a plain grey v-neck and a pair of worn down jeans, and his red sneakers he always wore. A black messenger bag hung close to his side, it too looked odd and worn out. Then again it was a hand-me-down from his brother Takehiko who never really cared for it. Inside Taiki's egg sat, tucked next to a bag of bandages and Daichi's pencil bag.

As the boy walked on to reach the station, he remember the last few times he came here. Not too long ago a few of his friends left the Seiyo, he wanted to see them off before they left. The boy still had the key chains he got from a capsule toy machine, hanging on his phone. Just as a reminder. He remember seeing of both his brothers when they left to live there own life's, far away from him. Every time some one was always leaving him. It hurt, though he doesn't know why. He shouldn't be right? Everyone was just trying to do what was best for them. He doesn't know why he was hurt over that.

Maybe it was just teenager hormones or something. 

Pushing forward he pulled out his OR line pass from his wallet. Scanning it he moved forward through the station and toward the train that would take him into West Otonoki. As he got there he waited behind the big yellow line with many many others he still had a bit before the train arrived. What exactly was he trying to accomplish? Well it was a pretty basic. He was going to investigate. Again he was looking for answers. He wanted to know what was going on. He didn't want to be left in the dark. You can't ask him to just sit on his hands and wait for the answers to fall in his lap. 

If he did nothing, he would get nothing. That was guaranteed. If the hero acted though, he might find something. Something was always better then nothing. A faint vibration could be heard coming from his pocket. Procuring it from said pocket, he read the text on screen. It was from Uneo, Ekewaka. Daichi had texted him earlier about him leaving and tell him that if he didn't call back later on to get the Takeo or the others to find him. As depressing as it sounded, he wanted to have a back up plan. Just in case.

        D! I just got ur txt wait for meee!! I wanna come pls!! 

He thumbed a message back. 

          I'm already here and waiting for the train. Also you just got your egg im not letting you come, Waka.

He waited for a response. Holding his phone in his hand, the watching as the '...' bubble showed up at the bottom. 

    (ఠ్ఠ ˓̭ ఠ్ఠ) fine im just gonna cry in the corner of my room, u did this, this is ur fault, for shame

Daichi laughed slightly, Waka still hasn't changed a bit. After what three years of knowing him?-- Suddenly the crowd around him pushed forward as the train arrived, all eager to get going. He quickly texted his friend back.

                                                  Train is here. Ill be back later. Text you when I get the chance. 

He didn't wait for a reply. As the train ahead of him came to a full stop. He followed suit with everyone else around him and got on. 



Juon ))

[Juon]

The train would be the same as any. People crowding in, some sitting, some standing to let others sit, most standing, grabbing onto the rails or the overhead handholds, staring down at smartphones and tuning out the world around them. The OR line was itself a bit aged, and the train would click and clack about, bumping here and there, rattling in places every now and again. It would move from the station into the depths of town, pushing past buildings and fields, with the mountains of the prefecture looming just over the horizon.

It would only take fifteen minutes to reach the other side of town, due to the route; much shorter than the almost hour-long commute by car or bus due to the usual traffic of the town and its inefficient infrastructure--but the train was, in itself, designed to be the better means of travel anyway.

The West Otonoki train platform, too, would be the same as any. People would get off, dispersing to their necessary exits, others getting on that had been waiting on this side. The line only had three stops--east, west, and far suburban Otonoki--but it still saw plenty of action.

Even beyond the station, West Otonoki as a whole would seem just as the same as the rest of the town.

[Daichi]

When Daichi got on he simply grabbed one of the straps above his head. The space was somewhat crowded a bit much for him but nothing to bad. Normally he would have brought a book or something to read with him. This time he decided against it, he wanted to pay more attention to where he was going and the people around him. Reading a book was a distraction he could give for just today. To preoccupy the time he watched the world outside pass him. In no time the train came too a halt and people began to leave.

Stepping off of the train and making his way out of the crowded area. Looking at all the signs and such around him he head off to the nearest exit. Though he thought things would have been different on this side of the tracks. It just appeared like a normal place. A normal platform, normal if not a tad old train. Everyone one around him looked normal too, but then again he did expect them to look any different or anything.

Taiki peeked out from inside the bag, quietly he talked to Daichi. " Pst, Dee-dee. Whats the status report up there?" Daichi adjusted his strap on his bag as he moved in and out of the other people leaving in the same direction he was. " Normal. Nothing." The hero in training said in a hushed tone.

" Eh? What was that Dee? I can't hear you I have a loose eraser from you pencil bag in my ear--" Taiki said, while he rustled with the eraser to get it back in the bag with out spilling the rest of the contents at the same time. The small space was dark and not ideal for Taiki to win this fight, in the end he just moved it to the other side of the bag and nestled back into his egg. While the egg was still partly cracked so he could hear what was going on the outside.

As Daichi exited the area and stepped into the whole new area, he wondered where in West Otonoki was the school located. He didn't worry to much about it as he pulled his phone out and quickly typed in the school to the search bar in google maps. God bless technology.

[Juon]

The maps would show that the school was a bit of a walk away; several blocks, but not impossibly far. The path from the train station would lead down in a low curve beside the tracks, before heading up a long staircase; something about it felt eerie, but it was impossible to put a finger on what. The streets opened up from there, but the road to the school carried forward.

The kinds of buildings that passed by seemed, as well, normal; small shops, chain and independent, houses scattered here and there, an apartment building or two along the way. It all seemed just the same as eastern Otonoki, though maybe a little bit older overall. People moved all around too, all with their own agendas, phones in their hands and heads down as they walked, hugging the sides of the road as the occasional car passed by; were there more of them here than in eastern? It was hard to tell.

It would be maybe ten minutes until the school finally came into view, looming slightly over the low buildings surrounding, but definitely the target, as a plaque on the wall protecting the school clearly read, "WEST OTONOKI SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL."

It was a small, one-building school that took up only half the block; across the street were a couple of sports fields, too, but the school building itself was straight what a student would imagine upon hearing 'average high school.' It was older, for sure; much older than Seiyo, but the building looked well-kept enough. Considering the free day, there were no students immediately visible--but some clubs and sports were still meeting (foretold by open windows on higher floors, some echoes of shouts coming from the sports fields, and so on), leaving the building and grounds open to enter.

[Daichi]

Following his handy dandy map on his screen he got to the school in no time. He did take sometime out of his little adventure to wander into a bookstore and look around. He did stay long nor did he find any books that he was interested. Coming across the school he would agree- It was pretty average, he vaguely remember his brothers Takehiko's old school it was kind of the same thing. Very basic? Compared to Seiyo though West Otonoki high school felt so much more- Normal? Walking forward pass the walls, he couldn't help but wonder what life would have been like if he went to school in the west side rather then Seiyo. Classes would have been the same he guessed. Kids all learning what they need to, to get into good colleges or just graduate. Did they have any secret rooms under storage? He doubted it. Uniform lacking plaid would be a plus, he didn't hate it, but it was like a giant red target.

Taiki meanwhile moved around in Daichi's bad poking his head out of the side of the bag. " Wah! How normal..." he quietly mused before he tucked himself back inside. " Be careful Dee." Daichi patted the side of his bag as a form of commutation to his guardian. He wasn't really worried about being here- Okay well he was but he had his cell phone and so long as he didn't cause any trouble he would be alright. Proceeding inside the building pushing past the front doors he wondered where he should start. He and Taiki had already talked about fake names to use, made up back stories. (Though it was more Taiki then Daichi who made them up.) You know to protect the innocent? Kind of, Daichi really didn't see any harm in using his real name thought in all honesty.

OK. Now where would he start? Maybe he should go to the teachers ( if they were still around) and ask for the homework for Kokori. Ask around among the students for information about the girl? Or just wing it? Its not like he had a guide for investigating. Turning down the hallway of the school Daichi started looking for students who where just hanging out.

[Juon]

And students were around; there were a few here and there, meeting for clubs or taking a break to head inside and rehydrate from sports, some gathered in study groups around desks (it was finals season for them, too, after all), writing away in textbooks and mutterings of answers between them.

Several options had presented themselves immediately, as far as people to approach--just out the back doors was the baseball field, where the team was having practice. Not only was the whole team out there, most of them sitting on the sidelines, but there was a group of bystanders all watching; girls giggling to themselves and pointing out players they liked, one nervously clutching a small envelope and keeping a bit more solo from the others. Another option was one of the first classrooms in the hall, where three people seemed to be meeting for some kind of odd club; they were all wearing cheap festival masks on the sides of their heads, a game board in front of them and the sound of dice falling echoing into the hallway. As well were one of the study groups, in a further classroom; a large group of students all trying to re-learn yesterday's lesson together, with one bespectacled student leading the discussion, all the others paying patient attention as he spoke, occasionally looking back into their notes to double-check what he was saying. Finally, there had been one lone girl back toward the shoe lockers, who had been swapping out her shoes for the day, seeming to be getting ready to head home.

Half the lights had been turned off in the hallways, considering the hour, laying a calm afternoon atmosphere over the building; it may have been a hub of dream-crushing activity, but from the mood of the surroundings, it was certainly still, by all means, a high school.

[Daichi]

Many options were available for him to choose. Though he had many reasons for sorting them in the 'not gonna happen pile'. Walking past the back doors, he looked toward the students playing in the field and the girls on the sidelines. He decided not to bother as there were just to many people. After spotting a girl holding a letter he supposes if she was going to confess to someone, be better not interrupt it. Moving on he completely avoided the students in mask play a board game? Maybe it was DnD or maybe just a game Daichi had very seen before. It would be rather rude to distract them from that wouldn't it?

Taiki meanwhile wriggled in his bag, poking his head out and looking toward the group excitedly. "Can we-" He started before Daichi cut him off as he kept moving. " Nope." The little fairy pouted, after all, the students looked the most interesting so far. Though he let the boy keep walking.

Inconveniencing the students was what Daichi wanted to avoid. Which is also why he didn't stop to talk to the large group of students studying. He didn't want to ask large groups of people, he didn't want to bite off more then he could chew either. Talking to several people at the same time might be more trouble then helpful. The last choice he had was going to be his final choice. One girl wasn't too much to handle. Nor did it require to much from him.

" Hey, excuse me." The hero prompted the girl as he walked over to the shoe lockers. Keeping a respectable distance. " Sorry I don't mean to take to much of your time but- Could ask you some questions?"

[Juon]

The girl seemed a bit downcast, but she brightened up once approached. Turning to look toward the unfamiliar face, she gave him an odd look, but it settled after she gave a moment to examine him. Taking a short moment to get her street shoes on, a finger in the heel to make sure it didn't fold over, she looked back up at him again, squarely and more attentively.

"Uh... sure," she tried. "I'm not taking the train today, so..." A sigh escaped her, as if she was suddenly beating herself up internally for the words she had just uttered. She quickly picked herself back up though, and continued, "... Yeah, ask whatever you want, I guess? Who are you, even. Are you a third year?"

A few students passed by them in the background, a group of boys laughing as they passed through the hallway to head out to the sports fields, some yelling to others with a great deal of energy, 'I'm comin!', 'Don't start without us!', among other things. In a moment, the silence had quickly pieced itself back together, only broken briefly by the sound of a baseball hitting a metal bat squarely back outside, and the low echoed hum of cheering.

[Daichi]

The boy notice how she seemed a bit down but didn't dwell on it to much when she started talking. Well for one she didn't turn him down so off to a great start. " Oh-yeah, sorry, I'm Daichi. Nice to meet you." He gave a slight bow, " No I'm only a second year." He smiled lightly at her after standing back up fully.

" I'll make this as quick as I can, I promise, I'm sure you have things to do." This girl seemed to be going home after all. He doubted she wanted to hang with him answering questions for too long. There was a brief pause before he continued. " Do you happen to know a girl named Kokori? " He was going to start of simple enough. Ask about Kokori then press for smaller piece of information along the way.

Taiki peeked out of Daichi's bag. Looking at the girl. Then also pouting because Daichi used his real name and not one of the many fake names they had talked about before getting on the train. He hadn't given away his last name but- Taiki wasn't sure if that was planed or that was just Daichi being Daichi.

[Juon]

"Oh. I haven't seen you before," she uttered, raising an eyebrow at his introduction, but not seeming too interested in giving one of her own. "Which class are you in?" She looked him up and down once, as if trying to get a better clue of who he might be, but from her unwavering expression, it seemed that she couldn't recognize him at all--and rightfully so.

"Kokori?" She then echoed the name, placing a finger to her lips and turning to stare back down the halls, as if looking for something. Eventually turning back, she squinted in recollection. "Honda Kokori... right? I think she's in 2-C." A pause. "I heard something happened to her though and she's all weird in the head now... do you think she'll end up in 3-E next year?"

She then grabbed her bag from its place on the floor, shutting the locker softly until it let out a gentle click. Placing the bag down on one of the benches behind her, then, she sat down on it, leaning over her bag. He said this wouldn't take long, but she seemed to be prepared for a whole conversation, though her face revealed she hadn't full interest.