#⋆「IC ☾ Toshi Ukuwa」⋆

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⋆「Cont. ☾ @leoxcantus 」⋆

Did Minamimoto not see himself? He was being disgustingly unceremonious. Like a misplaced crown wheel. Ukuwa could feel the corner of his eye twitching in frustration at the sight. Truly, an eyesore.

"Isn't it uncomfortable? There are plenty of seats to occupy, why this?"

He gestured to the Reaper before him with a wave of his gloved hand.

"At least have the decency to remove your boots. The Pool Table isn't your couch."

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𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦

"Ugh."

Who would've thought that the rain would hit Shibuya this hard? Ukuwa usually found the pitter patter of the rain comforting, but this was much. Not only was it loud, but it was intense too. Like there was a storm coming ahead.

It didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon. He was going to be stuck in the underpass for a while.

"I should've worn my coat."

He grumbled to himself, gathering himself up in his arms. Ukuwa's shirt was soaked. This was a recipe for catching a cold and maybe even getting a fever. All this in front of that guy too.

"Don't look this way, hmph! Stupid cog..."

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⋆「Cont. ☾ @lollipopsandgunshots 」⋆

At least the orange one was smart. He knew exactly what this was about. Whether that'd be a problem later or not or a path to convenience? He'd have to figure that out later.

Ukuwa wasn't sure if he would be able to cooperate with that other one, though. She seemed like a tricky cog to slot in.

"Hmph."

Vague. But he couldn't blame him. Sharing too much can be detrimental. Ukuwa fiddled with his ear piercing. He quickly realized that he should've planned this better.

"I see. It's rare seeing reapers work together so well. I just thought you two have quite the impressive synergy. "

Which wasn't a lie. He could honestly learn a thing or two. Though, now that he was talking to them, he had a hunch that this successful teamwork was a result of the orange one. He was good at neutralising the feisty nature of the other cog, he noticed.

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"Hnggh!?"

Ukuwa had questions, but he was too busy trying to control his facial expression (as futile as it was) to even start. He shudders. From discomfort or from the chills? He wasn't sure. Either way, he didn't want to be percieved. He wanted to close his case.

"I don't need your-" Achoo! He was interupted by his own sneeze. Mother of Seiko. He was definitely going to catch a cold at this rate.

He glared off to the side and lifted the jacket up to cover his face. He couldn't finish his sentence. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

cont. @leoxcantus

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⋆「Cont. ☾ @strawberry-barista 」⋆

Ukuwa gave his fringe a bashful twirl and scowled. How utterly embarassing. He should've kept his mouth shut if it meant he'd be spared from those sorts of comments. 'Time heals wounds', blah, blah, blah. They were wrong. Ukuwa believed that he knew the cruelness of time more than anyone.

His movement system was uttelrly busted beyond repair. His wheels were rusted and the hour hands were barely responsive. If good food could free him from this brokenness, he'd eat and eat and eat.

Even then, he seemed to have no real appetite. Those senses were gone too.

"Heh," A sardonic laugh, "Words... Is it really as simple as that?"

Perhaps he wanted to be proven wrong. He lifted his gaze, a challenging gleam glossing over his eyes.

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⋆「Cont. ☾ @limitlesspossibilities 」⋆

Son of a bezel. Seen slacking off by a Player? Just his luck.

Humiliated, Ukuwa's cheeks turned red. He coughed into his hand and threw a glare off to the side.

He still felt groggy. If it weren't for that fact, he probably would've thrown some noise at the Player by now. He sunk his hand into his pocket to feel at his pocket watch.

"Hmph. You assumed correctly. Now, I'll give you thirty seconds to scram so you better get going-" A sharp inhale. Hold on. Where did his clock go? "It's gone."