( Alternative Character ):
Haise Sasaki but back when he was nineteen, still actively being trained by Arima and the CCG, and only a Grade Three Investigator.
( Tokyo Ghoul, Alternative Character. )
Haise Sasaki, Nineteen Years Old, Rank Two Investigator for the Commission of Counter Ghoul, and the Pupil of Arima.
( Writer Information and Lore in the comments. )
{ #TokyoGhoulrp x #MVRP }
“I'm definitely new around... this kind of information... piloting vital suits..? uh...”
yeah he was clueless. But when they asked how he's even alive he seems to get a bit more serious.
“I have my ways.”
Yeah, it was way too complicated to explain...
" You're either stupid or you're new around these parts. I build and tinker machines, repair weapons and pilot vital suits. "
Huff.
" How the hell are you still alive? "
“Maybe I'm uncultured, but despite how much I have read, I haven't heard much about any of those things... besides the mechanic part of course...”
“uhhh... mind elaborating..?”
" Name's Asa Mitaka rookie snow pilot, mechanic and VS repair woman. Jock jockey. "
The woman shrugs folding her arms while carrying an akrid egg behind her back on a makeshift backpack.
“Haise Sasaki.”
“And no, I'm not... whatever that is, I'm an Investigator for the Commission of Counter Ghoul.”
He seems to look away as he mentions his job. But eventually looks back at the other.
“And you are?”
“ . . . ”
How could he explain this without sounding like some kind of prisoner...
“my... dad... doesn't like it.”
...He doesn't have a dad, or at least not one he remembers. So he's technically lying.
“That sounds nice...
...can I join you on this one..?”
“You’re not supposed to…? Why? I’m sure anyone should be able to go out for a little walk, at least…”
Cue a curious head tilt.
“I’d do those with my niece all the time.”
“Walking... typically I'll just spar with someone to tire me out... not a bad idea though.”
...he said before looking away...
“I like to get away sometimes, even if I'm not supposed to. ...For whatever reason...”
...talking to someone was weirdly nice.
“…Couldn’t sleep, so I…I thought a little walk could clear my nerves.”
Quentin was surprised to find someone as nervous as he was…
“…What about you? Wh-What brings you out here?”
“y-yeah...”
jeez why was he acting like this, normally nothing could get to him.
“I... why is someone like you... walking alone...”
there were better ways to word that, but at least he's actually trying...
He didn't really know what to say, but he didn't want him to walk away before he could say something.
“hey, you.”
he said to get his attention, but now what? What was he going to say, he hardly talked to anyone except for other Investigators.
“ . . . ”
...awkward...
Well, the pretty boy he was seeing…
…Was actually like a sopping wet cat, with his curly hair under his beanie and his tired eyes.
But since he couldn’t sleep? He may as well go out for a walk.
Haise sighed as he fidgeted with his eyepatch. It was annoying to wear it almost 24/7, ...but it was better than people seeing him for what he truly is.
...He was getting hungry too, but what could he really do about that.
The Investigator was taking a midnight stroll, which technically he wasn't supposed to do.
But then he saw @ScxrredDreams in the moonlight. And... he was quite pretty, it was a gorgeous sight to Haise.
...He couldn't help but stare.
(He doesn't get out much, forgive him.)
The Investigator was sitting idly by, with nothing to do, until he remembered something.
He takes his phone out and sends a text to @DivineFoxDevil.
[ “Can we spend some time together? It'd be nice to see you...” ]
...He wasn't used to having a boyfriend. But it was nice.