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Kamen Rider NEXT: Episode 1; Wings in the Night
Topic Started: Nov 1 2006, 07:06 PM (9,630 Views)
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Aadis Ansey, a tall, dark, and handsome man whose Western European looks were entirely out of place in such Japanese environs, sighed heavily. A few whisps of the steam that rose from his coffee danced about lazily before he gulped it down a bit too quickly.

He blanched, cursing his mistake. Probably burnt my taste buds off... He mused sourly.

Aadis pushed such thoughts from his mind, reflecting on the man who had come to see. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been caught dead in a place like this, a crowded little coffee shop on one of Tokyo's many street corners. He hated watching people move like that, packed in like sardines, crawling all over themselves like so many rats. They seemed so dirty and stupid when he saw them in this light. He preferred the cultured facade of someone trying to get something out of his deep pockets. It wasn't as if they could really put anything over on him, anyway.

Which was why he found it so terribly funny that the Japanese man walking toward him was trying so hard to be discrete. He was far too twitchy and sweaty for his own good. A hot day, yes, and uncomfortable clothes, maybe, but not enough to warrant that kind of reaction. He was nervous. The man may have painted it on his face in bold letters.

"Evening, Jiro," Aadis addressed the reporter in his friendliest tone...anything to make him not stick out like a sore thumb.

"Ah, yes," the little man paused, cast a conspiratorial glance around, and sat down as if doing it faster was better.

Aadis took a languid sip of coffee to conceal his mirthful smirk. "So?" He let the monosyllabic word hang in the air.

Jiro's lips became a pencil-thin line as he began to discuss something that obviously made him uncomrtable. "The--uh--things...the ones you were talking about...well, some things cropped up and...a lot of homicides have been cropping up lately that fit your 'description.'" He started violently as a woman sauntered past, brushing his elbow.

"Go on," Aadis said in a hushed, reassuring tone.

"Well, that M.O. you were talking about...it fits a lot of what we've been seeing. Y'know, weird puncture wounds that no one can really explain...severe mutilation...real sick shit," he looked very pale.

Aadis made a neutral 'hmm' sound as he digested this information. He briefly wondered how such a man had made it anywhere in the world of journalism, but he quickly arrived at the answer. Murder wasn't his cup of tea, for one thing, and this was obviously his first time doing something of this nature. The young reporter had yet to begin forming those ties with various peoples that were, more often than not, strictly off the record yet undeniably valuable. Further complicating matters was that such meetings usually involved the journalist pumping someone for information, not being bribed to hand it out.

Aadis didn't give a damn about any of that and pushed on. "Would you say you've been seeing more of this sort of thing than usual as of late? And is it localized to a specific area?"

Jiro's wide-eyed look was more than answer enough. "Yeah...a whole hell of a lot and mostly around urban areas." A pregnant pause followed. Then, "How do you know all of this?"

Aadis' previously inviting demeanor grew aloof and official. "I'm afraid I can't discuss it here. Matters of security and all that, but know that the Queen thanks you for your cooperation in this matter." His tone brooked no further discussion. As he stood, Aadis fished his wallet out of his pocket and deposited a fistful of yen on the table, ostensibly as a way of covering his part of the bill. His tone dropped even lower. "I believe in tipping well, but it's not all for the lass, savvy?"

Jiro nodded with a look of utmost respect, pocketing the cash. Aadis took leave of the man, then, resisting the urge to make sure the waitress was tipped. He so hated cheapskates. But it wasn't really his problem now. Jiro had played his part, giving him the information he needed under the impression that he had been speaking to a man somehow affiliated with the British government. At no point had Aadis actually made this claim, but implications spoke strong enough to get the point aross. His loaded words, coupled with his accent and authoritative nature, had allowed him to play Jiro like a fiddle.

Fool, he mentally scowled. But, again, it wasn't his problem. Jiro Yamato's role in what could be the final act in Man's dominance over Earth had come to an end. Very soon, the main players would take the stage. With any luck, he would enter the fray in a strong supporting role, perhaps even director.

The idea made him smile in a way that slightly unsettled his driver, a mustachioed man who had been doing this longer than he had been using the name Aadis. "Did your meeting go well, Aadis?" The driver had been allowed first-name basis with him, as Aadis found it produced an air of casual relations that made people more trusting of you.

"Indeed it did, Bradley," he stepped past the man and into his waiting car. A moment later, he heard the front door click shut and the engine purr as Bradley peeled out into the street. It would be a short drive back to the hotel, but it was enough. He turned over what he had heard.

"So, the little beasties are on the move, are they? Certainly fits the schedule, that it does. Now, the question becomes what to do...what to do indeed..." A myriad of options stretched out before him, but only one vein of them truly grabbed him. He would have to look into these 'Riders' he had heard about from his contact in the JSDF. He already had a very good idea of what was what, but it had become a habit of his to double- and even triple-check things. In less than a day's time, he knew he would be having a very important conversation. The only question was who would make up the second part of his dialogue. There were a great many people to choose from.
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"I...um...no I'm not worried about that Mao," Ryuji said. "I...you know...I'm still feeling a little bashful, the only person who's ever seen this much is my mom adn that was years and years ago."
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"Soy ramen please, nothing fancy."

Ryuhou turned and saw a stunning woman order such a simple dish. Wow, she looks goreous but... theres something wrong about her. She looks quite nervous.

"So you like soy ramen? I like beef ramen myself. If you dont mind me asking, whats bothering you?"
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"How many times is this now?"

Walking down the sidewalk, Aj stared up into the night sky, wondering when the next news report would come in. After hearing of the existance of Kaijin, he now had to be on-guard more often. Even if he had nothing that could be used against them, he still needed to do something. He didn't join the military to watch and hear people die. When he brought his head down, he looked to see a woman ahead, being followed by 3 men.

"Hey, is that...?" he was going to approach her, but she rapidly turned and entered the Ramen show, 2 of the guys following her inside. Walking over to the window, Aj peered inside, watching her sit and order her food. 2 of the men that were following her had decided to take seats around her. Aj had no idea of what was going on.

"Hmm, she has alot of friends I see... I'd go inside, but this place doesn't sell pizza... Then again, I don't have to have just pizza... Meh. I'll just get some instant ramen for now and then go get some pizza later. If i'm lucky, I can figure out which one takes the least amount of time to make." he shrugged, as he entered the shop, passing Motoko and the 2 men. Looking at the person serving Motoko ahead, he waited a moment to speak, before he made his choice.

"Hey, can I get a bowl of Spicy Ramen over here?" he asked, while fishing around in his pocket.

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Ranfan, despite her physical state, simply couldn't find it in herself to sleep. So at long last, figuring she could talk to her sister about idle stuff, such as when she was going to break it off with the guy she was currently seeing.

Little did she suspect that when she knocked a couple of times to alert her sister before opening the door to her room that she would find Mao kneeling by a shirtless Ryuji who was currently taking off his pants.

There were no words to describe her shock. She just kind of gaped.
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"Nothing." She replied to the stranger at the other end of the counter. "I'm fine."

Her bowl of Ramen served, Motoko began slurping down the steaming noodles. Next to her, the two Americans chuckled and spoke amongst each other, using the language barrier to their percieved advantage.

"Please don't hit on me..." She thought to herself, exasperated.

>"Hey there."< One of the men said.

It felt like a knife went into her back. "Here we go..."

She turned to the man, and put on her best act. >"Hi! American?"<

>"Yeah. I'm on business here. Do you speak english?"<

>"Not good."< She replied. >"Only little bit. Speak Japanese?"<

"Pretty small with great hardness."

Motoko performed a near perfect spit-take, lucky to not spray any of the soup she had just sipped.
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In his shock, Ryuji dropped his unbuckled pants and they hit the floor, exposing his plaid boxer shorts to the two girls. Oh, crap.
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"How many times is this now?"

After a while of standing at the wall, Aj had gotten his spicy ramen, politely accepting the bowl and taking a seat at an empty table. Looking down at the noddlbes before him, he picked up the 2 chopsticks and began to slurp up the noodles, enjoying the spyci taste to them. In the past, he used to absolutely hate spicy foods because they always burned his mouth... Or at least, led him to believe they were burning his mouth.

"Hehehe... I was so childish back then. Nowadays, this stuff's great. At least this stuff's just instant. I still should keep some room for pizza." he said, as he took up another set of noodles. As he sat back in his seat, his ears managed to catch a particular sentence.

"Pretty small with great hardness."

"Okay... Well that won random comment for the night... I don't think I even want to know what they're talking about..." Aj sighed, as he brushed his hair back a bit before shaking his head Looking down to his bowl of ramen, he began to eat the noodles within it again.
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>"What are you waiting for man, ask her. Ask her!"<

Motoko rolled her eyes when she heard the encouragement the American's wingman gave him.

>"All right, shut up..."< He smiled at her. >"So, what is your name?"<

Motoko blushed a bit, although it was mostly from keeping herself from busting a gut. >"Huh? I no understand."<

"Sorry." He said in his fairly poor Japanese. "What is your name, super breasts?"

Motoko's face turned a brighter red, and her jaw set a bit. "Oh man..."

"Come on...your name?"

"M-Moto..." She muttered.

>"Moto? Like 'Hello Moto'?"<

"Lame...too lame..." Inside her heart of hearts, Motoko was laughing uncontrollably.

>"I think you are super beautiful."< The American said as he rested a hand on her shoulder. >"You know, number one?"<
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"How many times is this now?"

Finishing his bowl of spicy ramen, Aj got up and passed the bowl back to the person on the counter, before fishing in his pocket for the yen needed to pay for the bowl. Once he pulled out the required amount, he turned back to his seat and pushed it in. Moving his head around a bit, he cracked his neck, before pocketing his hands and walking towards the door. On his way to the door, however.

"Sorry. What is your name, super breasts?"

Aj had coughed at that point, before sighing and exitting the ramen shop. Looking up at the sky, he shrugged.

"Damn pig... He's lucky I can't excercise military authority on his sorry ass." Aj grunted, as he looked up and down the street for a half-decent pizza shop. Unfortunately for him, there didn't really seem to be one in sight... Thank god he had the spicy ramen for now. It'd keep him down while he searched around for some pizza.
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Not amused.

Motoko was trembling as the man carried on. To the American, he had figured the busty woman was trembling because she was so timid, to the glancing passerby, she was irritated and was struggling to be nice.

But in truth, Motoko Rolland was struggling to keep from laughing in the man's face as he continued chatting her up.

>"Is what they say about Japanese Girls true?"<

>"What they say?"<

The American smiled. >"They are hot for Americans."<

He rubbed her shoulder as he leaned forward a bit. >"So baby, you hot for me?"<

After a moment, Motoko watched the man's hand slid down her back, and then lifted away only to come to rest on her thigh...and then rub again. Looking down at his hand, she looked up at him.

"Come to my hotel so I may sex you?" He asked in his poor Japanese.

Leaning forward, she smiled. >"No thanks, I don't date goobers like you."<

The American recoiled, his face red. >"What the fuck, you speak english?!"<

>"Of course I do, I'm American too, jackass!"< Motoko shouted as she began laughing hysterically.

Looking around, the businessman looked over his shoulder at his wingman, who was also laughing, and then turned to his third buddy...who was also laughing. Turning back to Motoko, he pointed at her. >"You fucking bitch!"<

It took everything she could to keep from laughing as the Americans got up and left, the poor sap that crashed and burned cursing her as he stormed down the street.
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Ryuhou was slurping down the last strand of his ramen as he looked at the entire scene with a slightly concered look. "So she knows how to handle herself. I'm impressed." Ryuhou remarked as he wiped his mouth with a napkin.

Ryuhou called to the lady, "Hey what's your name? I was impressed by how you handled that situation. A lesser woman would had just collapsed and given in. I'm Ryuhou Takami. Nice to meet you milady?"
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Not amused.

Motoko raised an eyebrow at the new guy who accosted her. Slurping down her noodles, she gave him a sloe-eyed look. "Come on man, you and I both know I have less of a reason to give you my name then the last joker."

She slurped down more of her noodles. "Mmm...soy ramen..."

"...And a lesser woman would've just kicked that douchebag in the groin...repeatedly."
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"I hate it when that happens. I ended up in Chile when I was trying to go to America. The people were nice but... it wasn't exactly fun times."

"That sounds...Difficult." Jahnavi said with a nod, trying to stay somewhat interested in the conversation. Thouogh she became even more alert when she noticed a potential eaves-dropper nearby.

But, trying to stay natural, she continued, "How did you manage?"
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"That sounds...Difficult. How did you manage?"

"I'm pretty boring tonight, aren't I?"

"Well I..." he began to say until he heard someone trip.

Looking over, Hiro say a young man trip over someone laying by the bushes. It was where that feeling was coming from. Was he watching them? Either way, he wasn't comfortable in the park anymore.

"One second," he said.

He walked over to the lying man and began speaking in Japanese again.

>"You know, it's not nice to eavesdrop on an engaged couple's conversation. Do you get off on that kind of thing?"<

As he walked back to Jahnavi, he looked over his shoulder.

>"If I catch you peeping again I'll call the cops or worse."<

He shook his head before addressing the girl once more.

"Would you like to go get something to eat?"
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As she watched Hiro leave for just a moment, she kept her eyes on the scene as he spoke to the third man in question. She let out a soft, yet incoherent growl when she caught sight of Rao. While she didn't mind speaking to one person, having uninvited guests annoyed her greatly. Then again, there were many things that did.

Had I enough energy, I'd transform and eat these guys. Nah, the idiocy might give me indigestion, She thought to herself angrily, an eyebrow twitching a bit.

Despite having lacked human contact since her time in the labs, she had been VERY choosy with who she interacted with. Although she had not spoken during those times, it was....nostalgic to be with other people again, though it was rather difficult for her now.

In the back of her mind, she knew that distancing herself from others couldn't get her very far if she wanted to live. Though she seemed to always find something wrong with people to give her an excuse to stay away.

Main pet peeves: Noisy people, snoopers, idiots.

When she was "normal", she was a lot more friendly and outgoing, and was kind to everyone. But after what had happened, one could say that her trust in man was destroyed.

She preferred the company of quiet, and intelligent people nowadays such as monks and really learned people, like educators.

"Would you like to go get something to eat?"

She snapped back to the real world when she noticed that Hiro had approached her again. A bit taken a back by this question, she didn't know how to respond. An invite for dinner? While the offer sounded nice, she had no idea if the guy had any ulterior motives. Like, why would he do this in the first place? Is he with those men in black, would he attempt to rob her, or is he really just a kind stranger? That, the young woman was still unsure of.

"Hmmm...." She thought for a moment, still weighing out her options. After much thought, she decided to decline the offer, thinking that she'd be able to scrounge up something on her own. "Well, you see, I'm not entirely sure if--"

However her sentence was interrupted with a soft growl of her stomach. Embarrassed slightly, she hunched over slightly, hiding her embarrassed face. Although her will wanted to not take the offer, the needs of the body were saying something else.
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"Hmmm.... Well, you see, I'm not entirely sure if--"

A hint of disappointment crept into Hiro's mind.

"Well, it's not that big of a deal but..."

He could hear the soft grumble of her belly.

"Are you sure? There's a great American place not too far from here. One of my favorites."
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"Well, one has to be extra cautious when accepting an offer from a stranger." She replied honestly, being completely on par with him. "You understand, right?"
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"Well, one has to be extra cautious when accepting an offer from a stranger. You understand, right?"

"Yes, of course," Hiro replied.

"Obviously, you creep. You haven't even introduced yourself. You and your damn Spidey-sense... always getting you into trouble."

"I probably wouldn't trust some random guy who wears their sunglasses at night either," he said scratching the back of his head, "My name is Ichiro Tsurugi by the way."

He extended a hand.
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"I probably wouldn't trust some random guy who wears their sunglasses at night either,"

"Just like the song," she said as a joke, though her tone of voice made her sound unamused. While she still had some humor in her body, it was usually confused with half the time due to the way she carried herself. "I enjoy that, actually."

"My name is Ichiro Tsurugi by the way."

"Jahnavi, Jahnavi Laxmibai." She responded politely. Ok, so maybe this one wasn't TOO bad afterall.
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"Just like the song."

"Yeah. Heh, heh," he chuckled. She didn't seem too amused though.

"I enjoy that, actually."

"Oh, okay," he smiled.

"Jahnavi, Jahnavi Laxmibai."

"Jahnavi Laxmibai..." it took a little brainpower, but he was able to say it correctly, "A pleasure to meet you."

"Well now things aren't so awkward... Okay, maybe not."

The man by the bushes came to mind again. He didn't want to be in the park anymore.

"To tell you the truth," he leaned in a bit, "I kind of just want to get away from this guy."
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"You too, huh?" She said with a slight huff, her eyes darting over at the bushes. "Nothing's sacred in this world anymore, not even private conversation."

Standing up from her seat, she straightened out her clothes and cleared her throat, "Anything to get away, I say."
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"You too, huh? Nothing's sacred in this world anymore, not even private conversation."

"So it would seem."

Hiro was glad she agreed. He was eager to get away from there.

"Anything to get away, I say."

"Excellent."

"So food then?" he asked, putting his hands in his pockets.
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"So food then?"

"Sure thing," Jah replied simply
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"Sure thing."

"Great!"

He was a bit more peppy now.

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It was a short ride on his bike to get there. Missy Viola's Winks of Destiny. Sure it Engrish, but they had the best wings in town. There was barely anyone there at the time, so they were seated quickly. The waitress handed them menus and asked if they'd like drinks in a strange mish mash of Japanese and English.

"A root beer, please."
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