Ghost Falcon
Most capable hands, huh? Shun doesn’t hide the quick look-over he gives him; it’s a swift inspecting glace up his body that clearly says: a child like you is one on the best medics around? It sounds like their adults aren’t as intelligent as believed if a boy close to his age can claim such things.
Or maybe he’s wildly exaggerating. Judging by his… everything–his personality (too cheery for their camp) and appearance (too bright for their camp, does he want to die?)–he’s wild in anything he does.
It’s only been less than five minutes talking to the boy, but Shun believes he may have found the worst inhabitant in the base so far. He’s too odd.
The boy hanging from his shoulders giggles incessantly into his clothes, and the other children begin to complain why they can’t climb on him, but Satomi can. Shun doesn’t answer their whines, keeping his narrowed eyes locked on the stranger and the children huddled at his side.
If the kids saw him as trustworthy, he shouldn’t be too bad… But standing in his general vicinity makes a shiver race up his spine. Nothing seems right here.
“… What?” What had he said? Ruri–how does he know her?
He quiets down as the boy continues to speak. About how he’s worrying her, smothering her, keeping her locked up like some bird in a gilded cage.
Unsurprisingly, when he finishes Shun is close to outright snarling at him. The uncomfortable shiver has evolved into blaring red alarms in his head.
“Don’t talk as if you know me,” he starts off, and the heat in his voice causes Satomi to send a worried glance up to him. Shun doesn’t want to scare him, but this kid. “And don’t act as if you have any right to question me about anything. I have no clue why she’s decided to discuss her feelings with someone like you, but you should keep your complaining to yourself.”
He’s lucky there are children around. Believing that he has any right to say anything about either of them–who does he think he is?
He’s going to have to talk to Ruri about her choice in friends.
“Who are you, anyway?” he demands; he has to bring him up to her in some way, and the best option would be with a name. Although he’s sure just mentioning his outfit would immediately tell her who he means.
It doesn’t matter if they’re friends, either. If something is going on, he’ll get what he can from her–and if any of it seems bad, he’ll make it stop.
Oh? Has he hit a nerve? What a surprise.
“Huh? Look, you really are worse than the Demon Duellist,” Dennis says, letting the kids huddle around, trying to reassure them a little. He chuckled, petting their heads gently. “You really are scary, Kurosaki, no wonder Ruri always worries about upsetting you.”
Complaining? Really? Is that what Kurosaki thinks he’s doing? He’s doing nothing of the sort. He’s just letting Kurosaki know how things are. If half of what he heard from Ruri was true, Kurosaki was definitely smothering her. Everyone else seems to agree. Not just him.
“Dennis Macfield,” Dennis says with a bright smile.
A top hat appears in his hand and he sweeps into a low bow, grinning up at his newest plaything. Kurosaki will be so much entertainment while he’s making up his mind on what to do next. He laughs and straightens up, putting the top hat on his head and smiling up at him.
“I met Ruri doing street performances,” he explains. He tucks his hands behind his back, tilting his head a little. “She was in the crowd and she helped me with a show. We got talking and, well, you sister is quite lovely. She helped me, you know? Introduced me to the right people, the people who could help me sort myself out and figure out...”
He pauses and lowers his head a little, the kids tugging at his sleeves, demanding he smiled again. Why does he look so sad?
Figure out he doesn’t want to be the villain.
“Anyway, long story short, she introduced me to Sayaka and through her I ended up at You show and then met Kaito and now I’m here.” He laughs and shrugs a little, tipping his hat into his hand and letting the kids take the sweets that magically appear. “Don’t have anywhere else to go. Maybe I can do some good, huh? Even if it’s as small as giving people something to smile about. Seeing them smiling even in this mess sorta helps me forget a bit.”
He’s getting a bit carried away, isn’t he? He’ll end up blurting out all kind of things but it feels safe with these kids. they make him feel like everything he’s done and is going to do really doesn’t matter. He’s a hero for a moment.
“Ruri really is special, Kurosaki. You should keep her close. If you’re going to guard her so fiercely at least do it right, or someone might snatch her away from under your nose.”