2025-10-08: The Death Boss and the Survivor
- Log: The Death Boss and the Survivor
- Cast: Eikichi Mishina, Fuuka Yamagishi
- Where: Paulownia Mall
- OOC Date: October 08, 2025
- IC Date: July 23, 2012
- Summary: Eikichi heads to Port Island in hopes of catching Fuuka Yamagishi, declaring her to be a bad-ass. She's intimidated by his energy at first, but they soon come to a better understanding of one another.
<Pose Tracker> Eikichi Mishina has posed.
It has been a bit since SEES rescuing Fuuka and Eikichi finding out about her. The blue haired punk knew a badass when he heard of one. The girl had survived in that damn place for awhile. Longer than Eikichi would like if it were him. Thus she was tough as nails on her own. Tough as they came. Plus you have those Shadows running around, like other punks constantly hounding you.
Thus a thought has been growing in Eikichi's odd brain. One that he is sure about---Fuuka Yamagishi had to be the boss of Gekkoukan High School. Or the potential to be. Eikichi was picturing a tough girl like Ichika but this Fuuka might be on a whole other level.
The blue hair punk just had to meet this new power in the region's delinquent power structure. Even if it was to just glower at one another. And so Eikichi has been using his detective skills to find this new 'boss'. Finally, this has let him Paulownia Mall. Still, there has been talk of a Kasugayama student looking for Fuuka. A particularly "odd" looking one. Blue hair and glam rocker make up hard to miss.
Eikichi squats near the fountain, looking through his cell phone. He had received a bad picture of someone they claimed was Fuuka but it was hard to make out the details. The delinquent squints before sighing to himself. "Man, I guess this is a wash. Someday I'll meet the elusive Gekkoukan boss."
He reaches for a health drink and sips it, scanning the crowd.
<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
Today is the first day of final exams. As a result, the clubs aren't meeting today. Usually Fuuka would be heading straight home... but the trains looked pretty packed, so she decides to kill some time at Paulownia Mall before heading back. She could use a little time to unwind, anyway. Exams proved pretty rough, as expected, so she could use something to boost her spirits.
It's as she's browsing Kenneth Arnold's latest music album that she overhears some chatter from her fellow customers. There's a wild-looking Kasugayama student looking for a Gekkoukan student?
...Oh no. Maybe it's just a friendly meet-up between students of two different schools - but it could be someone looking for a fight, too.
She should probably stay out of it, either way, it's not something she needs to get involved in -
And then, a moment later, she hears her own name being said.
Oh no.
So, this Kasugayama student is looking for her. That's... fine, probably. She doesn't think she's met any of them personally, so maybe they're not looking for trouble? ...But what if they are?
A dozen scenarios race through her head as she makes her way back to the front counter, paying for her purchases and poking her head out the front door. It doesn't take long to spot him, squatting near the fountain. ...And it probably wouldn't be hard to spot her, either, with her own distinctive hair - teal-blue, rather than his darker shade.
And she seems to realise that - because after taking a deep breath and exhaling to work up her courage, she moves to approach him.
"Excuse me... You were looking for Fuuka Yamagishi...?" She ventures. She pauses for a moment, faint recognition crossing her face. She's seen him before, hasn't she...?
<Pose Tracker> Eikichi Mishina has posed.
Eikichi looks up when the girl approaches him, sipping his drink. He blinks for a moment before opening his phone and staring between the picture and her. "Huh...I'll be damned." Eikichi stands up, becoming even more imposing as he looks the girl up and down. He cracks his neck reflexively but it does look like he is gearing up for something to go down. Would he be attacking this girl?!
After one agnozing moment, the Death Boss grins and holds up a hand. "Nice to meetcha...So you're the one who survived in that tower thing in your school. Gotta say you're kinda a badass. I'm hella tough and I barely got through a few hours."
Eikichi flicks his nose with his thumb as he poses. "I am the Death Boss of Kasugayama High School and the front man for future ultra famous band, Gas Chamber, Eikichi Mishina!"
People stare. Some find it scary. Others are wondering why the guy in white make up is being loud. Eikichi grins again, kinda just drinking both reactions in. "So what about you, Yamagishi? Got any cool nick names? Yamagishi the Wall of Gekkoukan High could be a good one."
<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
Eikichi stands up. He has at least an entire foot(or thirty-three centimeters) over on her. Fuuka instinctively takes a step back, feeling loomed over. He cracks his neck, and right as she wonders what's about to happen - he greets her, and mentions Tartarus. So her expectations were right - he was one of the ones who came to her aid that day. She thought she recognized him - she'd made an effort to try to remember everyone who showed up.
She is soon thrown off, though. This might be the first time in her life anyone has called her a 'badass'.
"Um... thank you..." She starts, unsure. That is a compliment, she's sure, but she's not sure what the expected reaction is. "I... It wasn't really something worth celebrating..."
It was just a struggle to survive, after all.
He introduces himself - the Death Boss of Kasugayama High School... Such an intimidating title... and he's asking if she has any cool nicknames.
"Um... no. It's just 'Fuuka Yamagishi'." She replies. She thinks she would be mortified if anyone ever gave her a name like that.
She's nervous, but... he did come all this way to talk to her.
"It's... nice to meet you. You're... a musician, Mishina-san?" She greets. She sees the way people are staring - can hear their reactions. And he's just powering through it all... It's honestly impressive.
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Eikichi nods repeatedly. "Of course not. Sometimes a boss has to do things like that. It's about doing what need to be done." He smirks as he meets eyes with her for a moment. He seems to be seeing if she gets the term 'boss'.
"Huh...That's ashame. If you give me sometime to get to know you some, I'm sure I could help you come up with some tough sounding ones." Eikichi takes a sip of his drink before he stretches again. "You gotta have one! Surviving one like that...Wait...How about Fuuka the Survivor? Very Fist of the North Star."
"Me? Yeah. I'm the front man for a rock band. Can you tell?" Eikichi poses like he's holding a guitar. This doesn't account for his makeup, which was kinda glam/visual kei.
The Death Boss looks around. "So you got a squad or something or you run solo? Those SEES guys seemed pretty alright." He stops when his gaze settles back to the nervous girl, finally seeing her expression. "You alright?"
<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
"I... suppose so. I was just doing what I had to to survive." Fuuka replies. ...She doesn't really seem to get exactly what he means.
He says it's a shame that she doesn't have one. A tough sounding name... She laughs just a bit nervously.
"I appreciate that, but... I'm okay. I don't need to sound tough." She assures. He explains, then, that he's the front man for a rock band. She considers him for a moment. She thought it was just to stand out, but... put into that context... "...Yes, I think I understand now. In that case... I'd like to hear some of your music sometime, Mishina-san."
She watches him look around, and he asks if has a squad. That she can offer a nod to.
"Oh, yes. SEES has been very welcoming to me. I'm thankful for them, honestly..." She replies - and then, he asks if she's alright. She hesitates for a moment. She doesn't want to offend him. But she does eventually admit, "I-I'm sorry... I'm just... not used to all this."
She's not used to anyone directing this much energy her way.
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"You did what you had to do! So cool!" He nods repeatedly, 'understanding' her completely...not really.
She doesn't need to sound tough?! Eikichi is shocked for a moment, considering this as he looks her over again. She really was good at hiding her battle level because if Eikichi didn't know any better, he would've never assumed someone like her could last in that place. Women were powerful. He nods again at the thought.
He comes back to reality when Fuuka mentions wanting to hear his music. He blinks before grinning. "Hell yeah! I'm sure you'll love us! We're on our way to national acclaim! With moi at the helm, the only path is up! To think Fuuka the Survivor wants to hear my music. Today rules!"
He is only brought down by Fuuka's discomfort coming to light. He blinks for a moment before trying to reign in a bit of his energy. "'ey it's ok. I realize not everyone is a shining star like me so I can be a lot to take in."
<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
'So cool', he says. Fuuka laughs nervously. Well, she supposes it can't hurt if he thinks that... though she doesn't notice the connections he's making in his head. If she knew that he thought she was hiding her battle level...
He's enthusiastic about his music, at least. Fuuka can't help but smile a little at the ambition. It's good - even if she doesn't play anything herself, she does like to see people passionate about their art. That's something she's learned from her time with art club, where so many of her fellow students seem to live and breathe the stuff.
"I'm sure I will, too. It seems like it means a lot to you." She replies. He seems to notice her discomfort, though, and says it's okay. She shakes her head.
"I'm sorry... You don't have to hold yourself back on my account." She assures. "But, thank you."
<Pose Tracker> Eikichi Mishina has posed.
Eikichi has quite the picture of Fuuka in his mind.
"Heh, being in the spotlight is what I'm about. So I'm sure we'll put on a show for you soon." He bows dramatically, grinning as he raises back up and slouches back into a stance.
"If you're sure...I admit when I heard you survived all that...I was expecting a power house. A force of nature, you know...But even if you don't look like a badass, the proof is you are standing right there. That's why I had to meet you for real. Pay my respects and all that. Glad SEES are treating you well, I'd be damn pissed if they did you wrong." Eikichi looks over at Fuuka, straightening up some as he looks serious for a moment. "Even if this isn't my jurisdiction, I got your back."
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"I'll be looking forward to it." Fuuka replies. It should be fun, she thinks. She listens as he continues. He was expecting a power house - but he doesn't mind that she isn't that. Even if she doesn't look like one, the proof is that she's standing right here... She thinks about that for a moment, and then nods.
"...Thank you." She replies, offering a small smile. "I appreciate the thought. And, you don't have to worry about that, at least..."
They've given her a place to stay away from home, too, which has been a big help.
Even this isn't his jurisdiction, he has her back. She offers him a genuine smile, at that.
"Thank you." She replies. "...I never got a chance to thank you for coming to help with everyone the other day, either. So... thank you. If there's anything I can do to help you too, please let me know."
<Pose Tracker> Eikichi Mishina has posed.
Eikichi grins giving Fuuka a graceful thumbs up. He is genuinely glad to hear that she is doing well. While he is a bit much, he does seem to care about some girl he just met. "Great. You deserve the best, boss." Eikichi winks playfully as he starts to turn on his heel. "Still, I have a hell of a train commute so I'm gonna head out." He starts to raise a hand over his head before turning on his heel again.
"Listen, you need anything, call." Eikichi looks at her with a semi-serious expression. "Us toughies gotta stick together. Plus I like a good fight so share the wealth sista! Ciao!"
This time, the delinquent raises a hand over his head in goodbye and heads toward the station back home.