I have mapped the cupboards and drawers
Tracked the least walked spots on the floor
Happy to be home, safe and warm
As shadows by their feet
The odd vanishing treat
Quietly eating while they sleep
—of Ghoul Sympathizers. Fans, even. Isn’t that nuts? People go out of their way to try to protest for Ghouls. They make thirst traps for Ghouls! It’s nuts. A completely different society.”
“Tell you about—? Hrrmmmm… Well it’s very culturally diverse. They call it the cultural melting pot for a reason. People of all different races, creeds, etc, etc! It’s very different from here.
Around here, everyone looks at me like a weirdo. I HAVE to be a Ghoul because—
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〔 Arima's order is fairly basic and predictable , his wallet cleverly hidden in the signature squad uniform .
He'll listen to whatever stories the ghoul tells him —— whether they truly happened or it's fabricated bogus , that wasn't a concern . 〕
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—to be… famous, but you are. Some of you that get too public-facing end up getting fanpages and fangirls online. Which is funny because in America, it’s not like that.”
She leans forward with a chuckle, resting her elbows on the table. “In America, there’s a metric fuckton—
“Fantastic. I’d love to talk to you about your job. Not many Investigators are as friendly as you.
American Ghoul Hunters are very different…”
She begins to walk, it’s a short distance to the shop, and once they happen to arrive, the waitress actually greets her as a regular.—
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"My name is Arima . Pleasure to meet you ."
〔 It goes without saying , but the fickle act worked quite impeccably —— for now , at least .
The White Reaper's quinque briefcase would undoubtedly repel any funny business behind his back . 〕
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—If we’re going eating, I guess we should at least know eachother’s names, right?
I’m Linda, and you are?”
Keep it civil, keep it friendly, keep being the whimsical and strange American. Good plan.
“Yeah, I’m a bit of a night owl. I eat late.” She barely eats at all, but that’s beside the point.
Ramen is a party trick for her. It’s one of the most foul things for a ghoul to eat, mostly due to the broth.
This is why she always uses it as a bit of a gotcha.
“Anyways…
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"Ramen , at this hour﹖"
〔 A small tilt of his head as he questions her sudden idea . Many places do remain open at this hour , though .
He's perfectly aware of some ghouls ability to swallow down human foods without vomiting . 〕
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"Ah hell yeah, I'd be down to work at a bar. That sounds like a much more fun place than a quiet little cafe!"
She says this, but she actually lowkey prefers the quiet, as much as she pretends she doesn't.
“Simple. I’m broke.”
Their silent game continues. Both of them know who the other is, it seems. However they’re both just continuing this conversation. Keeping the war cold.
“Plus, the night life is alright around here. It’s pretty fun when you aren’t scared of ghouls.”
Is—
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"It has nothing to do with you looking like a strange foreigner . I could notice from your accent that you are from the United States ."
〔 Unlike the dull senses of most lower-class ghoul investigators —— Arima was something else completely . 〕
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—there a way out of here? She’s wondering that. Despair keeps creeping up on her, telling her that there’s not.
But she keeps hope.
“I ain’t got much money but I was going to go for ramen, if you’d like to join.”
An insane gambit. She wants to try the greatest magic trick—
“Ah. It’s so much worse there.” She continues idly chit chatting while she processes her situation.
She’s fucked.
“Not to mention the investigators are incompetent and just kill anyone they ‘suspect’ of being ghouls. Really awful place. It’s better here, but not by much.”
She—
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"Mm . . . I've never visited New York myself , but Tokyo has a major ghoul problem ."
〔 Something about the special investigator's demeanor in the moment indicates awareness about what stands infront of him .
The intuition that she wasn't human . 〕
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—is killing her. Though maybe they’ll continue to play coy with eachother a while longer, she can’t tell.
“Is it because I’m a weird lookin’ foreigner? A lot of you investigators like to confront me because of that.”
Her heart is beating ever so slightly faster… Just a couple—