sticksandbones | bark bark bark!!

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arknights: phantom

bark bark bark!!

Who: Beat + you
What: Beat says hi! Also WTF!
When: Leap Yeap
Where: The Network and the Grove
Warnings: lots of swearing, will change if more comes up

AIGHT YO who the fuck messed with the Fog this time it's fuckin BLACK I thought we was all agreed bout not messin wid it! weird as fuck even more so than when it was brown an no you cant blame me this time!! i aint do nothin!

[This is how this young adult writes I'm so sorry.]

but aight whatev so where is we this time like cool we get to ~~komuni~~ talk wid each other still but this aint dyster

lest i dont think

it dont smell like it

i mean it kinda do like it got that whole death thing goin for it but it also dont smell like uh stale

oh right aint no usernames wid this its beat yo shadow gal said to write in it to say hi who all here holla at me or come find me im at a well?

also man someone bring me a bandaid i got fuckin bit by something in the forest i dunno wtf is going this fuckin event but i might zombie i dunno

[ After scribbling all over the network Beat will just continue to sit where he sat, which is on the well. That's right, he plopped his ass right on the edge of the well. Do you want water? Too bad, tell him to move. He will then unceremoniously stuff his journal into his pocket the best he can by rolling it up, and sniffing the air. That sure is a fucking large ass werewolf just sitting there, trying to figure out where everyone is by sniffing the air. So even if you don't see his bullshit in the journal, you might run into him if you're trying to get water.

Come say hi, he's a good boy. Even if you don't, the moment he zones in on your scent, he might be locking eyes with you. Even if he can't see you, if he can smell you he's going to stare.

It's fine, that tail wag says he's friendly. ]

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[... hm.

That sure is a very large werewolf just sitting there on the well. However! There is something very... oddly familiar about it. He can't quite place his finger on it.

But he figures it out pretty quickly as soon as he looks at his journal. Well then! Isn't that interesting! What in the world is going on here?

Joshua doesn't descend from his perch on the roof of the inn, nor does he make himself visible. But he does watch. Beat is from Shibuya, thus Beat is his to keep an eye on, and something unusual is going on here. It's his responsibility to figure out what it is.]

[ There must be nothing quite like the experience of having a large werewolf slowly but inevitably hone in on your position. Even while invisible. Because Josh still smells like Josh. Cut grass and cucumber. Fresh and clean.

There's something bizarre about it, a little, it's missing Neku (but maybe that's just this place) but it's Josh.

So Beat's head, which is slowly turning left and right with the nose stuck in the air, slowly but surely stops swiveling and he stares in almost Josh's exact direction.

And that large tail begins to wag.

And he opens his mouth and practically howls:]

YO, DOWN HERE!!

Edited 2024-03-01 01:52 (UTC)

[That is extremely disconcerting, actually! He is invisible, sir, how are you--

Ah. Right. It stands to reason that a werewolf would have an increased capability for picking up on scents. Not that that makes it any less unnerving. He's invisible. He isn't used to being perceived.

Joshua could ignore this. He could easily remain invisible, pretend that he didn't hear it, that maybe Beat is imagining things... But no. Beat is looking almost directly at him. Beat knows where he is.

Beat is a very, very big werewolf that can probably climb this building, honestly.

So, with a resigned sigh, he reveals himself. His wings are put away - for now - but he's seated on the very edge of the rooftop, one knee crossed over the other, an elbow propped on the top one and his chin in his hand.]

Quite the trick you've got there.

[The moment Josh pops into view, Beat's tail begins to wildly wag back and forth, and that large muzzle splits into what is unmistakably a grin.

Until Josh says that. While looking like that. In that tone that says an unfamiliarity. The Composer.

This is not his Josh. Now he understands the distinct lack of Neku smell.

Instantly the fur on Beat's hackles raise and that happy tail wag stills. It even loses it's curl and goes stiff and pointed. Slowly he stands up, his nose working over time. It's Josh, for sure, there's nothing else but.]

... 'Kay.... so you a Josh? I guess this ain't the pen'sula no more? Or some weird ass event again wid alternate shits.

[Beat's hackles raising and his overall affect becoming less familiar and more on edge is to be expected. Really, he's never expected any sort of kindness from Beat - they've spoken all of, what, twice? Three times, maybe?

Beat saying his name like that immediately erases any comfort he'd gained from that reaction, though. It isn't that he's saying his actual name that gets him. It's the rest.

Not just Josh. A Josh.

Peninsula can wait. Event can wait. Those explanations will come. It's effortless to dip into Beat's mind even from this distance, as easy as sliding on a comfy pair of slippers. And what he finds... well. This isn't just Beat from back home, is it? This is Beat, but he's been through... a lot.

Which is obvious, considering he's. Well. A werewolf.

The body language might be a bit less openly friendly, but Joshua has no doubt that he can defend himself if needed. He slips off the edge of the rooftop as though the ground is only a foot away, floating easily down until his feet gently touch the ground.]

As far as I know, this isn't a peninsula. But, it seems you're quite far from home, aren't you? Both primary and otherwise.

[Despite his confidence, he's maintaining a comfortable distance. Boy howdy, Beat is big, goodness.]

A little strange to hear you say that - a Joshua - but... I suppose you know things that you normally wouldn't, hm?

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