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This has gotta be some kind of… screwed up dream…

[ There's lightly panicked breathing, albeit calm for one who has just woken up in a strange world. Adrenaline is high, but there's no one around for him to blame, nothing around for him to throw.

A blond man in bartending regalia lights a cigarette, unconcerned with the fact that the communications device is making a small documentary: Inside the Pocket, the untold story. There's a grunt of disproval, he obviously realizes something's amiss after a quiet beep alerts him to the piece of technology hidden from view. ]

What the hell is-… a phone…?

[ He's obviously stressed, his voice clipped, strained as though he's trying to keep his wits about him. The feed shakes, the image blurs from a violent motion, a rough hand locked around the camera. A thumb moves and you finally see the man's face.

… He looks quite angry, a tick at his brow, a twitch at his jaw where his teeth are clenched around the filter of his abused cigarette. Like an animal backed into a corner. ]

Spyin' on me now? Tch. I don't get it -- whaddaya want me to do?

[ The image takes on a new angle; Shizuo holds the camera up, pointing it down towards his face at a rather artistic angle and he stares up into it with a squint over his sunglasses as though trying to decipher an unintelligible code. ]

Well… fuck this. Fuck you. Like I'll make it that easy!

[ Expression darkening, the cigarette he can be seen holding snaps between his fingers. The device loses focus immediately, white noise flickering briefly when the uneven ground catches it, managing to land with its camera pointed up at grey sky.

Just in time to record the heel of a dress shoe dropping down on the lens. ]

Problem solved!

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They're not that easy to destroy, sorry.

Just more and more bad news. [ Glares at him through the camera. ] In more and more annoying ways. Who the hell are you?

It's not all bad, promise. Anyway, I'm Hong Kong. [ He bows his head a little. ] Nice to meet you.

... [ Someone polite, oh my. This calms him down a little, in any case. ] I doubt that, somehow...

[ Inclines head back, just a small dip. ] Shizuo Heiwajima... [ Wait for it... ] Hong Kong...? [ Makes a face. ]

'Every cloud has a silver lining,' right? [ He watches Shizuo, like he's trying to figure out if it's safe to crack a joke. Probably not. ] Heiwajima-san, is that good? And yeah, that's me. [ He's very accustomed to explaining, but you never know. Someday, someone won't find it weird at all. ]

I don't really believe all that. [ Shizuo's humour is unavailable at the moment, please try again later. ] That's fine though, Hong Kong-san... unless you go by somethin' different. Which I wouldn't be surprised at. [ Dead-pans. ]

Not a glass half full kinda guy? [ That's okay, he'll leave a message and try back in a week or so. ] Hong Kong works, you don't need to use an honorific for me. I mean, if you're gonna get technical, the full title's like, ridiculously long. [ Hong Kong Special Administrative Region of the People's Republic of China, man! And what? You're deadpanning too? Hong Kong will challenge you to a deadpan battle. ]

Why're you talkin' about glasses now? I don't get it. [ An eyebrow twitches as he bumps up his shades with his middle finger. ] Hong Kong then. I'm not known to get technical. Whatever's fine. [ Challenge accepted! ]

Never mind, that's not important. [ He crosses his arms. ] Thanks. I appreciate it. [ Just beware if he goes to get his notebook out.............. ]

So, you probably need to find a place to stay, yeah?

[ PLEASE GOD, NOT THE NOTEBOOK. ] ... Whatever you say.

[ There's a moment of quiet contemplation, though, as he tries to sort out a couple thoughts. ] Looks that way. Guess I gotta hole up somewhere 'til I get my head on straight. [ Puffing his cigarette now, he sighs heavily. ]

This is a pain in my ass.

[ In Discedo, it's actually an entire wall of his apartment. ;; ]

[ Hong Kong doesn't mind waiting. He's a very patient guy. ] What kinda place do you prefer? There's apartments here in the city, but I guess you could get a house in some of the other cities nearby. Kinda depends.

Yeah, sorry about that.

[ One day he'll see those pictures. One. Day. ]

Don't apologize, 'less it's your fault and it's not. [ Smoke is huffed out of his lungs; he taps the cigarette off and continues, scratching his head, wary of the embers near his hair. ] I don't much care, so long as it's vacant. Used to have an apartment.

But what's the use of travelling farther than I gotta for temp housing? Somewhere around here is fine... I don't see any though.

[ Visit his apartment and you'll see all kinds of things! He draws and writes all over the walls. ]

It's definitely not. Yeah. [ He watches this, sort of intrigued, but his expression remains blank. He hasn't seen any smokers here before, but now that he thinks about it, getting cigarettes might be a problem. ] You've gotta point, yeah. There's a few buildings here that aren't bad. I live in Latimir, which is kinda nice.

So let's figure out where you are.