[Shinjiro doesn't usually hang around Hinoto-ri after the 13th Hour hits. He's got no reason damn to. He might be off the drugs, but there are still several things he doesn't trust, and he's especially not going to trust himself to chance, and he's not some training-happy moron. However, every now and and again, Shinjiro ends up walking home through the desolate streets once the hour changes over, much as it has back home.
This time he finds himself walking along the shoreline, but stops when his eyes discern a human figure from out of the red moonlight. He stops, blinking back wary hesitation. He wonders if he's seeing wrong, because whoever the kid is, his eyes are seeing burst of static instead of something resembling a solid form, and that's not normal.
He walks closer, and the body continues to glitch and flux. Shinjiro's not sure what to make of it. Doesn't know if he should trust it. But now that his eyes can actually make out more fine detail than he could from yards away, he recognizes Tsukasa from the network. Still doesn't mean he knows what the hell to make of it.
13th Hour
This time he finds himself walking along the shoreline, but stops when his eyes discern a human figure from out of the red moonlight. He stops, blinking back wary hesitation. He wonders if he's seeing wrong, because whoever the kid is, his eyes are seeing burst of static instead of something resembling a solid form, and that's not normal.
He walks closer, and the body continues to glitch and flux. Shinjiro's not sure what to make of it. Doesn't know if he should trust it. But now that his eyes can actually make out more fine detail than he could from yards away, he recognizes Tsukasa from the network. Still doesn't mean he knows what the hell to make of it.
He keeps his hands firmly in his pockets.]
Hey, kid!