[mostly closed, some open, a Sick Boy]

[coolerjunpei]

Who: Junpei and friends
What: He's sick and it's stupid
When: Pretty much the day of the explosion, some others
Where: Explosion site and beyond
Warning(s): One prompt will have an attempted murder....

sick and mopey

[After his wild morning doing tons of things he shouldn't have, Junpei is... exhausted. Things not to do when you have fast-acting flu: everything he did today? He's pale and tired and looks like hell, generally speaking, but ultimately it's just a Bad Case of Flu. So he's moping now, but he's managed to find a mouth mask to at least keep his own gross germs to himself.

Really, he's just sitting on a bench as isolated as possible from the crowd, mercifully thinned after everything else this morning, and alternating between watching people pass by and checking his phone.

So the day is going great. Every so often he wordlessly points to give directions to the clinic or shake his head to refuse to move, you know, normal flu things. Just let him sit here in misery.

Or listen while he speaks, muffled:] Don't come any closer, but have you heard anything about what the hell is going on?

wildcard

[Do you... somehow...... want another wild sick boy prompt?? Do you want to visit him at home when he's finally bullied into going back??? Let me know, jojoveller etc.]

Comments

[coolerjunpei]

What else is up there, anyway? More t-shirts...?

[He doesn't go up to the Station to explore anymore; besides snack runs and brief visits to the stasis units that seem to get rarer and rarer, he's so... settled. Down here.

But anyway, he'll flop uselessly on the couch, waving a hand at her.] I got all my stupid out this morning.

[winddaughter]

...well, I donno. [I Went to Thesa Station and All I Got Was a Stupid T-Shirt? Yeah, no.

But whatever. At least he's flopped down.

Except she looks at him with laser-sharp eyes :|]

What does that mean? What did you do now?

[:||]

[coolerjunpei]

Uh, nothing. [Busted. He makes a face.] I mean, nothing that worked! I got too sick and had to come home, after maybe trying to catch one of those gang members.

[They're a crappy street gang because... Junpei said so.]

[winddaughter]

You did what?! [Junpei.........] You're sick, I don't care if you were a detective or something! [btw she knows about that]

[coolerjunpei]

[Does this mean... Akechi listens to him... and talks about him??? He's a good friend.]

I didn't get hurt! I'm here, aren't I? Look- totally unharmed!

[winddaughter]

You could have! [oh my god she's actually mad at him, the little shit] Why're you so stupid? If someone's out there setting off chemical bombs, those people aren't messing around! You're not a fighter!

[coolerjunpei]

You want me to just sit here and hack up my lungs? I can't sit back and do nothing just because I don't have superpowers like everyone else!

[He, uh, stops to cough after this. Hang on, hang on—] I'm not— I'm not letting some bastard with bio-bombs screw over innocent people. It doesn't... just forget it.

[Good fortune: he didn't throw on an "it doesn't matter what happens to me" at the end, like he definitely thought. Woops.]

[winddaughter]

[It's really good he didn't say that because things could have gotten violent. :|]

So do something else! Assist with the clean up, don't bullrush after criminals!

[!!!!]

[coolerjunpei]

[He's being good!!! When it comes to not saying the wrong thing, anyway.]

Well, now I'm on house arrest until I'm not sick anymore, so it doesn't matter. Someone else will have to do it.