Snow Gazing (open)

[Takeshi Yoshi]

The windows were edged with frost framing the perfect window wonderland scene that was the school’s courtyard below. People bustled about in puffy coats, sweaters, gloves, scarves, and other thickly made warm layers. It was like a world of marshmallow people in all the colors of the rainbow.


The newly named Takeshi did not wish to join the poofy throng, because honestly he found thick, many layered clothing to be far too confining. He always felt like someone was trying to strangle him every time he dared wear anything close to his neck. Besides he was safely indoors away from the snow, so why wear more than needed? A pair of faded jeans, flip flops, and a tee shirt was really all that was necessary though slightly chilly.


Some people who walked on by gave him odd looks but he frankly didn’t care since he’d been getting odd looks since he woke up. At least the suits had given him some clothes, though he wondered how many naked people they must find with as many clothes he had to pick from. A hand reaches up to run through his freshly cut hair the sides nearly shaved they were so short, but the top stayed relatively long. He still hadn’t gotten used to the feeling of having hair on his head, though he had no idea why. Everyone had hair so why would it feel so freaking weird?


Shrugging he tucked the hand back so that his arms were crossed over his chest as he continued to stare out at the gently falling snow. Takeshi didn’t really know the place, and though wandering had its advantages that had gotten old within twenty minutes. So here he stood leaning against the wall, gazing out at the cold world trying to pick through the fog that contained his memories.

[Hinata Hyuga]

Walking down the hall, Hinata just came from Gym class. Coach Gaston giving the girls 'easier exercises' and basically his usual schtick of basically ignoring their half of the class. She was the exact outfit she had shifted into this world in, though repaired. Her lavendar and beige hoodie covered a majority of the meshing and top underneath though some of the mesh near the collar bone could be seen. She had on a pair of dark blue pants that cuffed at half shin and and her right leg had tape wrapped around the outside. A Brown satchel bag was strapped around the taped section. Unlike everyone else at the school, her feet was as close to being bare as possible. The heeled sandels just had a single strap behind the toes, one around the ankles, and a strap that held the sole to the ankle strap. They seemed designed to not move no matter how the foo moved. Even the space between the wide heel and the rest of the sole seemed like it was made to stand on branches. Her long straight, black hair with a purple hue was as normal for her. Glasses and her blue eyed contacts in place though she did have that 'just showered' look to her skin.

As she came up near the windows towards the front of the school, she saw someone new leaning up against the wall. She stopped and just gave him a once over. He seemed a little dangerous, but at least at school no one was going to do anything right? And it looked like he was lost. She kind of remembered how it was before she met Hiro, she was walking around like a zombie with no path or idea what to do. Even if she could do nothing else, she at least had to go say hello to him. She was shorter than him, though the small heels gave a couple more inches. "Good afternoon. are you new here?"

[Takeshi Yoshi]

He blew onto the glass forming an ameba type blob of fog, but unlike most people who’d probably draw something he just stared at it. The fog grew each time he blew onto it until the area in front of his face was completely blocked off. Dark brown eyes narrowing he glared at the steadily shrinking mist wishing the fog in his brain would dissipate as quickly. No name, but something the SUITS plunked down upon him. Yoshi. Why did that name itch at him like a mad hamster trying to escape its cage?

A whiff of something fresh and clean lulled him out of his glaring enough to notice a girl approaching him. Takeshi turned that glare to the glasses wearing teenager and blinked when she actually spoke to him. Other than the SUITS this was the first real person to have addressed him specifically since he got to this strange new place. “Yeah, are you?”

Like he was gonna say good afternoon. It was not good, it was barely above okay. He took in the outfit from head to toes noting the sandals before drifting his eyes back up to hers. At least he wasn’t the only one wearing sandals, so maybe he wasn’t a complete freak.

[Hinata Hyuga]

Hinata moved out of the walk away and looked out the window he was staring out of. "I'm kind of new. A little over three months now. I'm Hinata Hyuga." She offered out her name and a smile, the best she could do at the moment. With Gym her last class, she was basically in wandering mode until she got somewhere she wanted to be. Seeing the others frolicking outside, she just gave him a second look. "They seem to be having fun. Though it doesn't look like it's your type of fun."

While true it did look like fun outside, she couldn't say it was her type of fun, so that was definitely understandable. She was the type to sit at home, exercise, or watch TV, something she learned recently. Though she felt she needed to exercise a bit more with winter lulling her to stay indoors more often.

[Takeshi Yoshi]

He tensed slightly as she moved in to talk more, not because he was afraid, or that she was necessarily closer, just that he didn’t know anything about her. Could she be trusted? Like he had anything to hide, he didn’t even know his own name let alone some great secret, so why should he care if she could be trusted? Sighing he turned his attention to the snow as well. “They have given me the name Takashi, Takeshi Yoshi.” The Yoshi thing still drove him crazy, of course lots of things lately were driving him nuts. “Because all Asian looking people have Asian names.”

Takeshi shrugged at the fun comment. “What, are snowball fights too complicated for me?” Though from the fact that he arrived in this place with weapons he doubted snow ball fights made it onto his to do lists. The word fun at all didn’t seem to mesh with nudity and weapons, or well unless you were into that sort of thing. He really hoped he wasn’t into that sort of thing.

Not entirely sure why he was being a jerk he darted a glance at her then blew another puff of air at the cold glass. Lifting a finger he drew a baby turtle and kind of smiled. “So did a bunch of perps in suits pick you up somewhere? Or am I just special?”

[Hinata Hyuga]

Hinata just smiled to him then had a look of surprise when he sai his name. "Yoshi?" Then came the quip about snowball fights being too complicated for him. She instantly tensed up, she didn't mean to make it sound like that, She was thinking with his current wardrobe including sandles and the fact he was in the hallway, his idea of fun wasn't going out into the snow. There was a look of slight fear and shock on her face to accompany this lock up. He then asked about the SUITs. This unlocked her and she was able to respond. Her eyes catching the shape of the turtle. "Actually I woke up in thier office. Though a few I have spoken to have appeared else where. Everyone has met the SUITs when they first come her. I think it's just thier Government trying to protect thier citizens frm dangerous alien beings."

[Takeshi Yoshi]

Nodding he uncrossed his arms and shoved his slightly chilled hands into his pockets. He flicked his gaze to her noticing the look but not entirely sure what to make of it. It wasn't like he threatened her or something. Eyes back at the window he attempted to temper down his flare of moodiness. As she explained about the suits the moodiness flared right back up again clouding his features. "What? They're treating us like aliens? How is that even logical?" Wait, was he an alien? He should know whether or not he was an alien, shouldn't he?

"Sounds bogus to me." Takeshi shifted crossing his arms again glaring out the window. Aliens, psh. People would believe anything. He wasn't going to believe anything until he saw it for himself. Even then he'd need more evidence to back it.

[Hinata Hyuga]

The dark haired girl was a bit more taken aback by the statement and her hand came up to her chin, finger draping across her lips. He seemed very frustrated and angry. This started to worry her. "W-well...technically, if we are from other worlds, w-we would be aliens. This isn't our world and many of us come without our memories."

[Takeshi Yoshi]

Her words hit him in the gut causing him to turn and just stare at her. Different worlds, yeah, that would make them aliens after all. He just didn't feel like an alien. "Did you come here with your memories?" His arms tightened across his chest tense and defensive. None of this was her fault, he knew that, but it was hard not to aim his upset toward her. It wouldn't do him any good to scare off the first person that he talked to, but not everyone were meant to be friends.

Shifting his feet he pushed himself off the wall a bundle of frustrated energy. His eyes darted to the window and the wintry scene then back to the girl . She was right, he did not want to go join the fun in the snow, but he also knew he couldn't stand here much longer. Takeshi felt like he needed to move. Small talk obviously wasn't his forte.

[Hinata Hyuga]

Hinata seemed to settle down a little as he did, though she didn't move any closer. "Sorry I didn't come with my memories either, nor have I gained any back. Though I know you can gain some back. My friend Hiro has remembered a lot from what he told me." As he moved around she could tell he was a bundle of energy that needed to be unleashed. Then she remembered where she was going before she ran into him. "You don't happen to know martial arts do you?"

[Takeshi Yoshi]

The fact the someone in this school had gained their memories back comforted him, if only a little. At least it was possible and he wasn't doomed to be afloat in a mass of fog. The next question threw him off a little and he finally stopped moving to stare at her. "I honestly don't know." When it came to himself he knew little especially on what he could and could not do. "I could try." It would at least give him something to do and burn off all this agitation.