The goddamn lens flares shining off the chrome make Junpei's head throb like he's got the devil's cruddiest hangover without even the happy memory of whatever he drank to get here. Not that this is likely to be the result of a night's drinking. Unfamiliar location, foreign object wired to his arm, no explanation whatsoever--Junpei knows this song and dance. His headache's probably from the latest knew knockout drug. Hell, these guys are good. He doesn't even remember the abduction. He ought to send them his compliments.
With a face like sour apples, Junpei sets off to find a place that maybe isn't so bright. In the meantime, he starts inspecting his PIP, though he doesn't expect to find any answers. Upon discovering his title, he actually stops to drag a hand down his face.]
Ha ha. Hilarious. [He looks around.] You can come out now, Zero. Olly olly oxen-free.
2: Cafeteria
[See Junpei. See Junpei sit. See Junpei open a package of freeze-dried shit like he doesn't even care what's in it. See Junpei peel the wrapper down like it's a banana. See Junpei sniff-test what is apparently a freeze-dried beef sandwich.
Make eye contact with Junpei. Suddenly realize this person you know as Junpei is a young man with absolutely nothing to lose. Find yourself unable to tear your gaze away as he stares you down, dares you silently to stop him, lifts the horrible "meal" to his mouth.
Gape in horror as he just sticks it in his mouth and crunches down.
Junpei Tenmyouji | Champion of Sudoku | Zero Escape
[Notto zisu shitto again.
The goddamn lens flares shining off the chrome make Junpei's head throb like he's got the devil's cruddiest hangover without even the happy memory of whatever he drank to get here. Not that this is likely to be the result of a night's drinking. Unfamiliar location, foreign object wired to his arm, no explanation whatsoever--Junpei knows this song and dance. His headache's probably from the latest knew knockout drug. Hell, these guys are good. He doesn't even remember the abduction. He ought to send them his compliments.
With a face like sour apples, Junpei sets off to find a place that maybe isn't so bright. In the meantime, he starts inspecting his PIP, though he doesn't expect to find any answers. Upon discovering his title, he actually stops to drag a hand down his face.]
Ha ha. Hilarious. [He looks around.] You can come out now, Zero. Olly olly oxen-free.
2: Cafeteria
[See Junpei. See Junpei sit. See Junpei open a package of freeze-dried shit like he doesn't even care what's in it. See Junpei peel the wrapper down like it's a banana. See Junpei sniff-test what is apparently a freeze-dried beef sandwich.
Make eye contact with Junpei. Suddenly realize this person you know as Junpei is a young man with absolutely nothing to lose. Find yourself unable to tear your gaze away as he stares you down, dares you silently to stop him, lifts the horrible "meal" to his mouth.
Gape in horror as he just sticks it in his mouth and crunches down.
You know. You know this boy has been to college.]