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[ Finally the day was over. There was nothing about this new job Bandou liked. The hours were shit, the pay was even more shit, and, worst of all, he was forced to wear this uncomfortable uniform all day. If it wasn't for his desperate need of money, he would have quit already.

But even now, as he slumped down into a seat on the subway, he couldn't get himself to put his hat or shades back on. All he wanted to do was barge in on Shouhei, take a shower without asking first, and hope the guy had some beer in the fridge for afterwards.

Yeah...that would make the day better. Bandou grinned stupidly to himself as he cradled his hat in his hands. Maybe the rest of the day would be okay, now that he was off work. ]

chickshades

[ He probably shouldn't have spent what little money he had on a subway ride, but his early morning had been spent huffing his way uptown, just so he could maybe find a place willing to give him some work for a bit of cash. But it was a no-go. None of them were impressed with his lacking resume and certainly unprofessional attire. Not to mention he was without a completed basic schooling. It was one of those instances where Bandou didn't understand how he was supposed to improve any of that if no one would give him a shot to begin with, and he left each place giving petty scowls to each of the current employees.

He'd stood at the entrance to the subway, gripping the few bills he had and contemplating his choices. Eat or get back downtown quicker and easier? He supposed he could just find somewhere to sleep here, but the homeless were a lot more territorial than you would think. He'd be better off getting back to his own spot before someone else claimed it. Maybe he could just find some food someone tossed out, like he usually did.

So with that, he made his decision and payed for his ticket. He'd probably regret it later but whatever, he was tired and grumpy and wanted to get "home." And plopping into one of the seats, he yawned loudly, slouching down and trying to relax as best he could. ]

hackberrydragon

Because we wanted nerds being nerds and conventions are a thing.

PROMPTS!

1. Can't get in - You snooze, you lose. Didn't get up early enough? Well too bad. Now you're stuck in line, either in front of the convention center or at the train station. Are you willing to wait in line? Try to bust in? Or maybe a kind friend has saved your space for you. Or maybe an asshole has decided to try and muscle their way in front.

2. On the main floor - The main draw of comiket are (of course), the tables held by various doujinshi circles. Whether you've been here before or got dragged by a friend, it seems bigger and busier than you ever thought it could be. There are thousands of tables selling everything from doujin to merchandise as well as the occasional booth from a video game company or a publisher announcing this season's anime. Better make sure your friends are still within reach. It's pretty easy to get lost in the sea of sellers, buyers and cosplayers. Also you might want to note that thanks to JUNGLE, members of Scepter 4 and HOMRA have been getting pretty popular so... don't be surprised if you suddenly catch doujinshi and merchandise with your mug on the cover. ~~and possibly shipped with someone you know or might not have even spoken to~~

3. I need a break - Maybe that's just way too much excitement for you for one day but you need a breather. Back outside, there are refreshment stands at least so you can grab a snack if you want. Of course, you'll probably have to step around all the people hanging around and playing video games or dodge the occasional circle of cosplay photographers.

Or whatevs!
Go crazy!

toremainbehind

[It didn't take very long at all to handle the drug dealing gang, Mikoto and the others making quick work of it. There wasn't anything left behind other than the smell of charred flesh and packs of drugs lingering around.

Izumo was quick to take control, helping Shouhei's friend out with Totsuka and Anna, telling them to take her to the nearest hospital while he checked on their troublesome members. While the others checked the rest of the warehouse, he checked on Shouhei and Bandou, taking note of their injuries and which ones were major enough to go to the hospital.

Naturally, it was Bandou who has to go to the hospital as Izumo notices the broken arm and the deep cuts.

He shoos Shouhei away, reassuring him everything will be alright and told him to check on his friend. As for Bandou, Izumo has his jacket pressed against the bleeding injury — the main one — in order to stem the bleeding while he helps him to the car.

A quick call to Totsuka to inform him where he's going, hearing an affirmative that they'll handle the clean up. Somewhat assured, Izumo has Bandou in the car before slipping into the driver's seat, not hesitating to start driving to the hospital.]

chickshades

[ Perhaps it would have been better to just stay out of the kitchen. He didn't really need to go in there for anything, anyway. He could have just asked Kusanagi-san for a glass of water at the bar. But why bother him if he could just get it himself?

At least that's what he thought would be the better decision as he went in to check if there was a chilled pitcher in the fridge. He found one, but turning to reach for the cabinet door to find a glass, he met an obstruction. A very fragile and precisely stacked obstruction. ]

Ah shit--!!

[ First there was the shattering sound of the water pitcher, and then a larger crash was heard. Bandou cringed as he watched the tray of freshly washed wine glasses fall to the concrete floor, almost in slow motion. He nervously looked towards the doorway. If he could clean this up fast enough, then things would be fine. He could just claim the sound was his ringtone or something. Yeah, that would work.

Unfortunately for Bandou, the broom and dustpan wasn't within sight, probably sitting behind the bar or in the utility closet. So in a frenzy, he pulled his hat off his head and attempted to sweep up the mess as best, and as fast as he could. ]

redstray

[ December 8th, just early enough for some small cracks of light to filter through the sky. Not that Eric was paying attention to that as he entered the bar. It should have just remained dark, the sun shouldn't shine after what just happened. They all had just gotten back from the beach, just after...the funeral. He ignored everyone as he placed himself on his usual spot on the couch. And though he stopped doing it a while ago, today he put his legs up like he used to and curled up in a ball.

Kusanagi was saying something to everyone but he couldn't hear, he didn't feel like paying attention to anything that anyone had to say right now. Totsuka was dead and that's really all that went through his head.

The next time he looked up he saw that a lot of the members of Homra were gone, and there was a small plate of breakfast in front of him. He ignored it as well and continued to sit like that. ]

redstray

Headcannon from all members of any and all characters from K Project.

No Blood! No Bone! No Ash!

I'm not good with fancy titles, so you get this.

Slate-less AU

WINTER COMIKET 201XX!!!

Cleaning the mess

Pay your respects to the bar.

Eric + Bandou + Feels

Headcannon Lair

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