Video 02 → Missing, Presumed Gone

[irregular]

--this thing working this time? It is? Right.

[Ken is sat in his bedroom, holding the Dreamberry a short distance away from his face. He looks - and sounds - rather anxious.]

Um, hi?

My roommate's gone missing. Omi. I'm pretty sure he's not just gone back but he's not answering his phone. If you don't know him he's about my age, blonde hair, blue eyes-- he's the one wearing shorts even though it's freezing. He hasn't been home since Wednesday and... well, has anyone seen him around lately? He doesn't have to come back or anything if he doesn't want to, I just wanna know how he is. Thanks.

[He hesitates for a moment.]

Omi, if you get this... call me.

[The video cuts off.]

Comments

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[Ken is on some level aware of this. Naoya worries him. He worries him a lot. On the other hand - this is the boy whose response to being confronted by an unexpected mutated tentacle monster thing was 'jump on it'. The awareness that he's massively outgunned has never actually stopped him before.]

Why the Hell not? That doesn't make any sense, it's his name!

[un-forgetting.livejournal.com]

Is it? He's an amnesiac...his name could be anything, couldn't it?

Ten years is a long time.

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[Oh right that. That makes some kind of sense, Ken supposes.

[Except no, it really doesn't. Because amnesiac or not, there's no reason for Omi to have forgotten who he is... and Ken still doesn't understand how it could be possible that anybody could have the reste button pushed on a whole decade of their life.]

Long enough. But how in Hell could he just forget--

[No. Not playing this game.]

God damn it! That doesn't matter! Even if he can't remember who he is we haven't forgotten him!

[un-forgetting.livejournal.com]

But he has forgotten you. Or maybe it's more accurate to say he never knew you?

[1/2]

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[For a moment Ken looks startled. Then just plain upset. That's gotta be a lie--]

[2/2]

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs the feeling off. He can't believe it for a minute. More accurately, he refuses to. And even if it was true...]

I don't care.

[un-forgetting.livejournal.com]

The more fool you.

[click. c:]

[slantedcross.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure. Watch the Dreamberry for Naoya or Omi. Tell me exactly what he told you, and let's get a hold of Aya and Sena.

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

He didn't tell me much. He--

Christ Youji I don't even know, he called up to say he's been taken care of, what the fuck does that even mean? Then he tried to tell me that he didn't have him but some other local whackjob did, like he thought I'd buy anything he said, and--and some shit about Omi being nine and not remembering shit about us which made precisely no fucking sense at all, even if he can't remember he should still be here, he's still our friend! God dammit!

[There's a thump and a crash; something in Ken's room just got kicked and is probably thanking it's lucky stars it's an inanimate object right now.]

Why did I leave it so long to ask, Youji? Fuck this!

srs bizness fluffhead mode GO

[carrying-hope.livejournal.com]

...Ken? What's going on?

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

Omi's gone missing and every single lunatic in this shitty goddamn town's come out the woodwork to tell me absolutely fuck all!

[omg raeg. Sorry Sena.]

[carrying-hope.livejournal.com]

[eh, he's used to it.]

Calm down. They're trying to get you pissed off so you won't think, and it's working.

[THIS IS WHAT GOT HIM IN TROUBLE OKAY? he knows these things. :| HE CAN LEARN. sometimes. after a lot of hit and miss.]

[slantedcross.livejournal.com]

Get a hold of Sena and Aya. Calm down. Try not to murder anyone just yet. The cops are right down the hall.

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

You think we should call the cops?!

I just want to know where he is, Youji. I... all I wanted was to know if he was okay, I didn't mean any of-- Christ. Oh, Christ.

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

Jesus Christ.

[He's right. God. Talk about played for and fucking won!

[Ken closes his eyes, slumping back against the nearest flat surface, which in this case happens to be the wall. His eyes are closed, his jaw set. If he's trying to calm himself down, he could be standing to do a better job of it.]

You... didn't hear some of the shit they said, Sena. This one bastard as good as said he'd kill him.

[slantedcross.livejournal.com]

Ken. Shut up and calm down. Don't make any moves. I'll wait a while, then call Naoya. Bide your time. Omi is fine.

[insorrow.livejournal.com]

Do you know that or are you just guessing?

[slantedcross.livejournal.com]

It's an educated guess. Omi's a highly trained assassin.

I mean it. Don't go looking for trouble.