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PC. HANSA
Nov
.
25th
,
2025
03:37 am
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Date:
2025-12-04 04:00 am (UTC)
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fullspbar
[ In comparison, this is nothing new for Shinjiro. The gloom is merely part of his usual nights.
It's fine if the Dark Hour doesn't exist here, because it does in his dreams.
The name makes him jerk, but not in the way you think. When his gaze turns to meet Hansa's, it's a bit sharp and unwelcoming. ]
Don't call me that.
[ Too familiar, too unpleasant from another mouth. The ripples in the water grow stronger, like something is moving beneath it. ]
(no subject)
Date:
2025-12-04 05:06 am (UTC)
From:
robopriest
...I'm sorry. I won't.
[He means it, a little startled and apologetic. Hansa doesn't like the look of the waves, though, and comes closer.]
What in the world is this place?
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Date:
2025-12-04 07:48 am (UTC)
From:
fullspbar
[ The tension in his shoulders drops, gradually. He doesn't hold grudges, unless they're petty with a certain someone.
Shinjiro doesn't regard Hansa with much after that, merely a sideways glance.
The nooses hang a little lower, as if in preparation. ]
The Dark Hour.
[ A mask cracks underfoot. ]
If you're here, then you're just unfortunate, old man.
(no subject)
Date:
2025-12-05 02:25 am (UTC)
From:
robopriest
Ouch. Got "old-man"ed in my thirties.
[One day you, too, Shinjiro, will be "old-man"ed....]
So. Um.
[Right....Dark Hour. He's frowning, even as he's settling back into a stance - he's ready to fight whatever comes at him. It feels like that sort of place.]
What is this Dark Hour?
(no subject)
Date:
2025-12-05 08:20 am (UTC)
From:
fullspbar
Because you act like it.
[ At least he can manage a bit of bite.
The question merely earns a shrug, Shinjiro opting to walk closer to the water. ]
Nobody knows.
[ Or at least, nobody he knows does. ]
It just appears at midnight. The 25th hour of the day nobody lucky gets to see.
[ Among the distorted clockwork, it sounds like grinding gears, shifting stone. Something is
beneath
the moon on the water, and it's getting closer. ]
(no subject)
Date:
2025-12-06 12:44 am (UTC)
From:
robopriest
Cringe.
[yes he will just
say that in reply, even as he's grinning about it]
Mysterious 25th hour. I could do a lot with an extra hour, and-
[...The moon.]
Shinjiro, seriously. We need to get out of here. This isn't real.
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(no subject)
Date: 2025-12-04 04:00 am (UTC)It's fine if the Dark Hour doesn't exist here, because it does in his dreams.
The name makes him jerk, but not in the way you think. When his gaze turns to meet Hansa's, it's a bit sharp and unwelcoming. ]
Don't call me that.
[ Too familiar, too unpleasant from another mouth. The ripples in the water grow stronger, like something is moving beneath it. ]
(no subject)
Date: 2025-12-04 05:06 am (UTC)[He means it, a little startled and apologetic. Hansa doesn't like the look of the waves, though, and comes closer.]
What in the world is this place?
(no subject)
Date: 2025-12-04 07:48 am (UTC)Shinjiro doesn't regard Hansa with much after that, merely a sideways glance.
The nooses hang a little lower, as if in preparation. ]
The Dark Hour.
[ A mask cracks underfoot. ]
If you're here, then you're just unfortunate, old man.
(no subject)
Date: 2025-12-05 02:25 am (UTC)[One day you, too, Shinjiro, will be "old-man"ed....]
So. Um. [Right....Dark Hour. He's frowning, even as he's settling back into a stance - he's ready to fight whatever comes at him. It feels like that sort of place.] What is this Dark Hour?
(no subject)
Date: 2025-12-05 08:20 am (UTC)[ At least he can manage a bit of bite.
The question merely earns a shrug, Shinjiro opting to walk closer to the water. ]
Nobody knows. [ Or at least, nobody he knows does. ] It just appears at midnight. The 25th hour of the day nobody lucky gets to see.
[ Among the distorted clockwork, it sounds like grinding gears, shifting stone. Something is beneath the moon on the water, and it's getting closer. ]
(no subject)
Date: 2025-12-06 12:44 am (UTC)[yes he will just
say that in reply, even as he's grinning about it]
Mysterious 25th hour. I could do a lot with an extra hour, and-
[...The moon.]
Shinjiro, seriously. We need to get out of here. This isn't real.