video! and many pies were lost that day...

[inthejunk]

['Sup Portians? It's that familiar up the nostrils shot while Yosuke squits down at the NV to make sure that it's on. Yep, cool. Recording. 'Cause you guys definitely don't want to miss this. It's super cool.]

Hi everyone. My name is Hanamura Yosuke if you're new and I wasn't your greeter. Feel free to ask me any questions you have, but more importantly, you should buy some pastry.

[Yep, he's totally serious about that. That's his serious face. Buy pastry, it's awesome!]

I deliver for the Funtom bakery, and I'm here to demonstrate to you how much better our pastry is than the other bakeries. For example, every pie we bring to you is thoroughly tested for acrobatic properties, you know? I'll show you.

[It turns out the NV has been mounted on...a bike helmet. Or so the shaky shot of a bike would lead you to believe. There are indeed pastry boxes stacked up in the basket. Yosuke mounts it, and kicks off. The roads here are a little bumpy, as if he's on some trail instead of the streets delivery bikes would usually stick to.]

[There's an obstacle course that's been carefully set up dead ahead. The camera shakes and shivers and the pastries are most likely jostled as Yosuke jumps over a log, does a figure eight, and starts up a big hill toward a small flags course. Except that somehow, something goes wrong. The camera seems to hiccough somehow, and the next shot is from the ground. The helmet has landed a few feet away from a stunned Yosuke, who is covered in cake icing and pie filling, and staring down at his hands in horror.]

[It takes him a second before he remembers the camera, and offers a shaky smile.]

A-as you can see, we always go the extra mile. Um. And the caramel apple pie is really good. I just tried some. You should...order before the holiday flavors are gone!

(OoC: Yosuke the friendly ghost is fading out for a canon update, guys. He'll be flickering noticeably in some replies, -fading out altogether during one at random- and trying not to freak out about it in front of potential customers. He'll be back in time for the holidays, and fully corporeal again!)

Comments

[asano_san]

You have a schoolbag?

[inthejunk]

Dude, seriously? I carry it around all the time! The orange one!

[asano_san]

All right! All right! I'll find it!

Which guy is he at the Cat's Eye?

[inthejunk]

The young guy with old guy hair. He's our host, and he wears a nametag. You'll see him right away.

[asano_san]

[Keigo nods. He thinks he remembers who he's talking about.]

I don't know why you can't just tell them yourself. Even if you're sick, it's not that hard to send a text message or something.

[inthejunk]

Just this once can you not give me a hard time, dude?

[Yosuke may be snarky, but he's rarely testy. Except that just now he apparently is. And flickering again, urgh.]

[asano_san]

I didn't say I wouldn't do it!

Go eat some chicken soup or something.

[Maybe it will make you less cranky.]

Or go get your NV fixed. It's starting to creep me out.

[inthejunk]

Right...I should do that.

[Paaaaaause. Keigo is used to him disappearing anyway. He's always randomly sleeping somewhere else, so this shouldn't be too concerning for him. Not unless he gets kicked out, that is. UGH. Maybe it's best to warn him?]

Uh, listen...there's...I guess there's something else.

[asano_san]

What?

[inthejunk]

The apartment. Uh. I...it's only free since I'm a greeter, you know?

['Nother pause, in which he inexplicably grips the ground beneath him like a bratty toddler might cling to the doorway if they knew they were on the way to the dentist.]

If...if something happens, I guess you might need to pay rent. Or they'll uh. Kick you out, maybe. You know?

[asano_san]

I know.

[Why is he bringing it up now?]

I am grateful for it! I just don't feel like I have to thank you for it every single day!

[inthejunk]

[Sigh.]

No, dude, that's not what I mea-

[More fizzing and blinking.]

Shit! Ow. Ugh...

[asano_san]

[This time, it hits him. Keigo realizes it's not the whole image on his screen that's fading. It's Yosuke.]

Is that you that's doing that?

[inthejunk]

Doing what?

[Damn it, why does his innocent voice always sound guilty?]

[asano_san]

What? What do you mean, what?

Going all static-y and disappearing!

[inthejunk]

Uh! ...well. Uh.

[Sigh. There's really no use denying it. Keigo is going to notice eventually if he never comes back to the apartment again.]

....I don't know what went wrong, but-but I'm pretty sure I'm-

[Wow, it's hard to say. He has to dig deep just to manage to wrench the words out, and somehow they leave a bad taste in his mouth even physically.]

I'm disappearing. G-going back home or....probably not dying. Just not being here? I guess.

[asano_san]

Of course! Everybody gets to go home but me!

[Such compassion for a worried friend.]

[inthejunk]

You want to?

[It shouldn't be a surprise, but it is. This island is full of monster and crazy, of course Keigo wants to leave it. It's just that Yosuke hadn't realized until now just how much he doesn't want to. That's obviously not normal...]

Well I sneezed in the mail yesterday. Maybe if you luck the envelopes it'll be contagious.

[asano_san]

Of course I want to.

But not like that! If I get to go back home, I want it to be all at once and a surprise.

Stupid typo...

[inthejunk]

Try jumping off the roof.

[Huff. Except he kind of doesn't have time to be impatient with Keigo right now. He realizes this when he glances down and finds that he can see through his fingers.]

...Hey, don't do that, alright?

[asano_san]

I'm not going to jump off a roof just because you tell me to!

[inthejunk]

You're being too literal again, so I'll just say it. Take care.

[asano_san]

Yeah. Schoolbag, Walker-kun, Creed-san. I'll take care of it.

[inthejunk]

[Eyeroll.]

Of yourself. Are you really making me say it a third time? I don't have time for repeating myself now. But fine, I will. Take care of yourself.

[asano_san]

[What does Yosuke expect when this is not normal at all?]

I'll take care of myself, too.

[There. Is that good enough?]