Meanwhile, in the Two Faced Forest....

[thequestgiver]

Characters: Any hero brave enough to walk into the utterly normal looking woods.
Open? Yep
Where: The Two Faced Forest (tm)
When: Whenever you'd like, I've got all day here.
What: Time to get hero-ing, oh heros.


The Two Faced Forest isn't far at all from the walls of the Kingdom's capital, something that vexes many of the locals. You see, there's a witch in those woods, a horrible creature who lures children to her gingerbread home and eats them!

...not that anyone's ever lost a child that way. They've all taught their children to be cunning and crafty, you see, so their children won't be caught and eaten so easily! It's just all the other children that they worry about! Especially now that the Cruel and Terrible Witch has a horrible Dark Mastermind at her disposal; a dark cloaked figure who commands terrible minions of unspeakable horrors! And what's worse, they gossip so loudly whenever a Hero is near so they're sure to overhear, this horrible figure was once a Hero whom the Witch ensnared and corrupted! Surely someone can do something about this terrible situation! A line delivered over and over with such a complete lack of subtlety that many a hero will find themselves being outright stared at with expressions varying from moon stuck smiles (the younger lads and lasses of the town) to expectant annoyance (the older grannies and gumps who want to see some proper hero action before they die already, so get on with it, would ya?)

The Forest (the capital letter is very important, you see) itself... is honestly very unremarkable. There's trees, there's rocks, there's birds, there's squirrels (you can even bless them, if you're of a hero class that's so inclined), and deep in the heart of the woods, there's a cottage that's made entirely of gingerbread, complete with piped icing shutters and decorations. Around this cottage is a gingerbread fence with the piped icing reading: "Private Property. No Solicitors."

... so maybe it's not entirely unremarkable.

Comments

[triggerhappytraitor]

"Before Hajime showed up, you were damned well acting like him," Tachibana countered with a glare. "And if you weren't trying to look like that bastard, why the hell are you wearing sunglasses in a goddamned forest?" he demanded.

[chalicejoker]

"He's a freaking nerd," Hajime says, exasperated. "Doesn't have it in him to do...the sorts of things you're thinking of." There's a pause. "And he's enough of a nerd to think the shades just make him look cool."

"Wears his sunglasses at night," Ryo says solemnly. "Song about that! Very popular! Remember it from Jaunt where I was Noodle!"

[fusionjack]

"Hey!" He protests at Hajime's declaration of him being a nerd with just enough of an uncool rise in pitch to his voice that... yes, actually, he probably is a nerd, beneath the fancy gear and well-styled hair. "The shades are cool, thank you!"

...he's just going to take them off and tuck them into a pocket, now....

"Look, just because there's some... some overlap between the two of us doesn't mean I'm some kind of emotionally-crippled murder-bird!" Oh geez, he could have put it better than that, he's sure...

[triggerhappytraitor]

Tachibana's retort about the shades were stayed by Jack removing them and his... ridiculous continuing statement. "It means you have his memories, his appearance and likely his powers," he returned. "And you have Hajime to thank for the only reason there isn't yet another copy of the jack of diamonds here right now...." he added with a dark glare.

[chalicejoker]

For once, Hajime is not the one spoiling to throw down for a fight. This is a new and unwelcome situation, and it is very strange. He does not like it. "He's a stockbroker," Hajime insists, still exasperated, like that is the crown jewel of "harmless nerd." "I mean, look, you don't see me thinking he's going to plant bombs everywhere."

Sorry, Jack, your other self was kind of an asshole.

[fusionjack]

"...is that a threat?" He's on the defensive, and he's rapidly growing frustrated with this entire conversation... there's more than a tinge of desire to strike back building in him. These days, he's not sure if he's more murder-bird than stockbroker, though he's not about to admit that aloud. He's just going to clench his fists and not move. He can't prove this guy right.

"...ugh, why did he even do that bomb thing?" And then a thought hits him, and his stomach drops. He turns to quickly look to Hajime. "You... everyone was alright, right?" His other self was an asshole. There's no denying that.

[triggerhappytraitor]

"I don't waste time with threats," Tachibana returned. "But considering all the shit Isaka did, there's very little other than Hajime telling me a million goddamned times that you aren't him that's keeping me from punching your goddamned face in when it looks just like his."

"...and if Sayoko even catches a glimpse of the face that murdered her...."

[chalicejoker]

"Everyone was fine; I threw the bomb out the window as it exploded." Hajime pauses. "And then I refused to say anything as to how I knew it was there or why, so that was kind of awkward." Just a bit.

But there's no real time to worry about that; Tachibana's still looking like he wants to adopt Hajime's normal method of dealing with people he doesn't like. "You really want to get something started in the magical forest in the middle of bullshit magic land? He's not the same guy."

[fusionjack]

"You.. threw it out the window." Jack's eyes go wide. That... does solve the problem, but that is so dangerous. "Geez, Hajime..." He's not scolding so much as just not wanting to believe it but having to believe it... he passes a hand over his face, shaking his head.

"There are plenty of reasons that we can start shit out here that have nothing to do with..." Wait, he mentioned Sayoko in the future tense. The woman he killed. His girlfriend. His hand drops away, slowly and reluctantly. He'd much rather be hiding his face, really. Can he put his sunglasses back on? "...she's here?"

There is so, so much guilt in his expression.

[triggerhappytraitor]

"She is." There was. A lot of emotion hiding behind those two, simple, terse words. Emotion that Tachibana did not want not be showing, but was likely painfully evident. That Jack at least had the humanity to look guilty did a little to mollify what was totally not fear, nope, not at all.

"The beings who ran the last place we were have the ability to pull people back from the afterlife into their world." The words were rather tense with both worry, guilt and far more emotions than could be easily identified. "And she hasn't fully recovered from that or the other bullshit she got caught by before we arrived here, so if you're going to insist on wearing those fucking sunglasses and trench coat, stay the hell away from her, understand?"

[chalicejoker]

"He's not going to go looking for trouble." Because that seems more important than defending his bomb-handling skills right about now. "And he's not the same guy."

Ryo, at this point, is just watching everything like he's watching a particularly intense three-way tennis match.

[fusionjack]

"Hajime..." His cousin is just trying to help, but it isn't helping, he's sure. He just lets that trail off, shaking his head at him before looking back to Tachibana.

"I'll stay away from her." No defensiveness, no protests. Just a firm seriousness, and absolute sincerity. "I'm... I'm sorry. Sorry for what he did." Because maybe it needs saying. He certainly hasn't said as much in so many words. He'd really like to unburden himself of some of the weight of these memories.

[triggerhappytraitor]

"I know that!" Tachibana snapped at Hajime, fists clenched. "But he fucking looks like him!" And with everything Sayoko had gone through...!

Jack's response, however, pulls his attention back, and he presses his lips together, looking to the side, emotions turmolitious in his expression. There's a moment's pause before he nods. "... How much of his memories are you stuck with?" he finally asked, not looking over.

[fusionjack]

He is not going to say anything in Hajime's defense. Shouty diamond guy has a point, this time around.

Jack's expression mirror's Tachibana's own, with the lips pressed together and gaze roving awkwardly away. It's a good question, the answer needs to be out there... but acknowledging it isn't something he likes doing. "I remember from him being unsealed, to you defeating him and sealing him." Everything, pretty much. Everything that's most relevant, anyway.

[triggerhappytraitor]

Tachibana's hand bounced uncomfortably against his leg. Meaning that Jack knew about the seaweed. About everything that had gone on while---

"... What happened when he-- when I--" He pressed his lips together, bouncing of his hand growing worse. "What's in the past should stay in the past," he finally said. "Even if it never wants to fucking stay there..." he half muttered.

[fusionjack]

Is he feeling the man's discomfort or is he just reading it in his body language? Either way, Jack catches on immediately to what Tachibana is stammering awkwardly about. "It stays in the past." He does not want to think about that, either. He's uncomfortable enough reconciling the murdering with his current self. The other parts... no. He can't bear to reflect on it for more than a moment, much less put it into words.

[triggerhappytraitor]

Another small nod, abit of visible relief that Jack both understood and agreed that somethings were best never spoken of with as little thought given to them as possible.

There's another moment more of restless fidgeting before he turns. "I'm heading back," he announces before he starts walking, not even waiting for Hajime's responce or acknowledgement.

Garren, at least, waves to the group from his perch, hugging his Slammer's head after.

[chalicejoker]

"Bye!" Ryo waves back at Garren and Tachibana.

Hajime just watches them go. He feels like he should say something--not to Tachibana, Tachibana leaving is good, gives him a chance to cool down--to...defuse the situation? Lighten the suddenly tense mood? He is not good at these things. "That went well."

"No punching," Ryo says solemnly. "Very well!"