Sweet sweet sugar~

[wavesoakedlegs]

Who: The crew of the Koumyou.
Where: Sweetwater; either on the ship which is docked there, or on the island itself.
When: From now until the end of the candy curse.
What: Adventures with some enchanted water, and then with a mysterious bowl of sweets!
Warnings: Sexual content later on, otherwise a healthy bit of drama and Hajime being Hajime.
Style: Whatever you wish!
Status: Closed to the Koumyou... and anybody they invite over or who happens to be on the island. Just let us know if you wanna join in, in that case!

1. Threads set before the curse
2. Threads set during the curse

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[collagehero]

Hooray!

[Hajime claps her hands in delight.]

I don't think I'd be very good at writing poetry, but I could illustrate it!

[She pauses and laughs before continuing. Katze-san wrote a poem, but it's not the kind she can repeat, at least not to Mitsuhide.]

My friend might write some poems, but I think I'll save those for the boys.

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Dropping his hand, Mitsuhide tilts his head as he imagines what Hajime might draw for some of the verses he has finished whilst in this cursed world. No doubt said creations would be very colourful...]

[He's actually silent as he contemplates for a few seconds, before remembering himself and forcing himself back into the moment.]

Your friend? [He asks, curiously.] Your friend... writes poems you think I wouldn't like?

[collagehero]

Yeah, they're pret-ty rude!

[As are most things Katze-san says, especially when he's cranky, which is most of the time these days.]

He says they'll make you scream and pass out like a little girl. I don't know about that, but he's pretty sure.

[After a year of their strange co-habitation, Katze still isn't content to be an invisible third party in Hajime's conversations, so she has no problem with passing things on for him. It earns some strange looks, but no more than she earned on her own prior to shoving his Note in her chest.]

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide takes some offense to that statement, and it shows for all of a moment before his expression shifts into a purely confused one.]

He says? He's here?

[For the first time in this conversation, Mitsuhide really considers the way Hajime has been talking and the implications of it. It's easy to pass off strange behaviour from Hajime as Hajime just being Hajime, but this is particularly unusual.]

Who is this 'he,' if I may ask?

[collagehero]

Berg Katze-san! He's the one I saved the world from! He's right here.

[She rests a hand on her chest.]

He's a Gatchaman like me, only he's an alien! We sorta fought and I put his Note in here, so he's with me now.

[It hadn't been the most pleasant experience. In fact, it'd hurt a whole lot, but it was worth it in the end. It had earned her quite the reputation, though, considering she'd done it in the middle of a busy train station in front of crowds of onlookers in an era of smartphones and tablets and global social networks.]

[wavesoakedlegs]

[...okay, this is going to take a few moments of mental processing. Mitsuhide remembers Hajime telling him about her Note from before, but that doesn't make the idea of her putting the Note of another in her chest any less difficult to comprehend. Nevermind the alien part! He doesn't even know what an alien is, but that's hardly the bit to focus on right now.]

You... you are saying there is another soul within your body, now.

[Possession? Except this 'Berg Katze' wasn't in control, merely making himself known to Hajime through a kind of mental communication?]

[Trying to make sense of this really makes Mitsuhide's head hurt.]

[collagehero]

Mm-hm! Katze-san's! I guess it's just his soul, since I don't really know where his body went. I gave him his kiss and POOF! all there was was his Note.

[She digs her own Note out of her pocket, just for demonstration's sake.]

So I took it and shooooooved.

[She turns the notebook so that the thin sheaf of pages points towards her and mimes stabbing it into her chest like a knife.]

And now he's stuck in there!