vivarium | ambidex voting #15

"Everyone..."

Literally everyone. You couldn't possibly comprehend the level of shame okay Hershel. Heiji had been shot, stabbed, poisoned, and tossed off a cruise ship, but by god he'd kept his accent throughout all those things. Now what was going to happen?

"I tried talking to Sasuke earlier, but... my accent. It's gone." And without his accent...

WHO WAS HE??????????

Hershel was just so baffled right now he didn't even know what to say for a moment. Then, after said moment of bafflement, he sighed softly to himself, staring the tree down. Was it a good idea to try climbing a tree with three days of no sleep and a slightly injured arm he totally wasn't letting anyone know about because he's a shitlord? Yes, but friendship beckoned and god damnit, he would listen to it's call.

So he started climbing the tree, clumsily and with a few close calls before he managed to get basically on level with Heiji, offering a sympathetic look when he finally settled near him. "Well... I'm sorry, you'll be stuck with me for a bit. The British are a very stubborn people, you know." Actually this is more Heiji rubbing off on him but shhh.

"Because of the memory, I imagine?" Hershel asked, leaning forward a bit. "Come now Heiji, I'm sure the minute you get another of your own memories back you'll be speaking in that peculiar way of yours in no time, if this doesn't wear off on it's own. Your head must be confused, having a memory that doesn't belong to it."

If that hadn't been Jackie Chan I would I quit rp forever so well done.

Edited 2015-03-06 05:27 (UTC)

Hershel. Hershel, what were you doing. What kind of climbing was that, clearly the British were not an arboreal people.

"It's not peculiar!" Heiji said, rather defensively. God, he hated the way he was talking right now, even in this weird unknown language they all spoke. "You don't understand, Hershel. People in Tokyo, if you show up speaking to them in a regional accent, they look at you like you're from the sticks. That's why a lot of people from Osaka learn to speak standard, so they can pretend they're like everybody else. They don't have any pride in where they're from."

Let's all watch Jackie Chan movies....

Look, you try climbing a tree after days of no sleep, you wouldn't be a graceful majestic monkey or whatever climbs trees. A Sasuke. Not that he's ever a graceful, majestic Sasuke but shh.

Hershel lifted a hand, offering an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, I know it's important to you, just- don't lose hope, you'll get it back. I'm pretty sure you live, eat and breath Osaka, there's no way one memory could take your accent from you." He certainly hoped so at least, he couldn't imagine Heiji would take it well if it didn't. "Worse comes to worse you can always relearn an accent, right?" He's trying.

Also Jackie Chan Adventures because that cartoon was the best.

Heiji shook his head. "I tried, but it sounds all wrong. I sound like someone trying to imitate my own accent."

CURSE YOU, SASUKE, AND YOUR NINJURED MEMORIES.

He'd try to look on the bright side, though. Just for you, Hershel. "You really look tired. You shouldn't be climbing trees when you're that tired, Hershel; I had to catch Sasuke to keep him from falling out of one before."

Heiji being so down on himself is the weirdest, Hershel hesitated before speaking again. "Are you alright? I mean... I know this is important to you, of course, but you seem rather-" He struggled for a moment with what to say. "-depressed, heavily so. If there's anything else the matter you can talk to me, you know."

Thank you, bud, fight through those ninjuries. "Yes well, you were up here and looked like you needed a little company so I am too." He gave a small smile, everything's totally fine and no one's going to fall out of a tree, probably. "Don't worry, if I feel like I'm in danger of falling asleep I'll climb back down immediately."

"I already told you why. I'm proud of where I'm from." Come on, Hershel, pay attention!! "It's one thing to stab a guy. It's another to make him talk in some fishy accent he doesn't even want. How would you like it if you suddenly sounded like a foul-mouthed American?"

Not exactly the same, but it was the best comparison Heiji could come up with on short notice.

"And don't give me that. Come on and climb down. I'll get down, too, so you don't end up falling over." He dropped to the ground and looked expectantly at Hershel.

"I understand that, just-" How did he say Heiji, you're acting weird dude, what's up. Maybe he was imagining it, maybe Heiji was acting normal as hell. He was beginning to doubt himself a bit, reality was subjective now. "I think stabbing might be a little worse, but cultural erasure isn't acceptable. Just keep trying to have hope it'll settle itself." Let's be real, he'd be horrified to sound American so he can barely talk.

"I-" Hm, well. Okay, he can't fight that. He sighed a moment before starting to climb down, making most of the way before rather gracelessly falling on his ass at the bottom. It didn't really hurt at all but he made a face regardless. "Don't start..." Yes, you were right. He stood, brushing himself off.

Hershel. Hershel. Maybe you should lie down. "I know, I know," said Heiji, grumbling a little. "This had better be temporary, or I'm going to stuff that stupid complaint box."

"So now that I can talk again, does that mean you'll be able to sleep tonight, too? Maybe you should try to take a nap now and see what happens..."

No he's fine everything is fine, you sound fine. "I'm sure at least getting a memory back will trigger it." He offered again, brushing himself off. "You know, I never really noticed your accent before- I suppose I did, but it seemed so normal I never thought much about it." Aka that accent was just so... Heiji.

"Possibly?" Hershel looked a little uneasy, mostly because he didn't want to get his hopes up. Still... "We both had our punishment 'lessened' so it seems likely. I'm not sure I want to try just yet though, I want to at least see how Clive's doing after his room."

"I know... Now look at me, speaking with proper diction," Heiji said, definitely not requiring anyone to retype his dialogue like three times to beat the idiosyncracies out of it. "It just doesn't feel right!"

"He's tired, but fine; I had to carry him to the shower so he could wash off. He's probably sleeping up a storm right now." Heiji pointed to the grass next to him, don't fight this Hershel. "Now you sit down right here before you fall over."

Hershel squashed any smiling at that proper diction, nodding solemnly. "Have you tried speaking in Japanese? Maybe it'll still be there." He didn't believe that for a second but hey. Hope.

"How's his knee?" Hershel hovered for a moment before sighing and taking a seat as directed. "I worry about him, I suppose that isn't surprising but- I don't know. He hasn't had any real time to recover since he starved from low BP it seems."

Hershel. Were you trying to make it worse. Heiji heaved a dramatic, long-suffering sigh. "...Yeah, I tried it. How do you think I found out about my accent? I was talking like... like Sasuke."

"I'll tell you the truth, Clive looked totally wiped out, and I couldn't really tell about his knee. It seemed like it was getting better before he went into that room, though. And he's not deaf any more, so that's something."

He's trying so hard okay. Or mostly hard. "So this is a Tokyo accent?" Fascinating- wait, Heiji's upset, back to solemn. "Well, worth a try I suppose. Are there many different dialects in japan?" Maybe distracting him by asking for random trivia would help??

"I wish he wouldn't keep so tightlipped about it. I suppose he isn't as bad as others can be." Jake. Sasuke. Ema. "I suppose this very well dashed some of the progress he made in healing." He sighed, rubbing his temple. "Blimey, his luck... Oh, how was Snake? You've seen him now, haven't you?"

Heiji switched to Japanese briefly. "This is a Tokyo accent. You probably can't tell the difference, but... yeah. There's a lot of different ways of speaking. Kyoto's is pretty famous. There are a couple of different Kyushu types, too. And if you go out to say, Okinawa, they sound totally different."

"I actually haven't seen Snake yet. He must be around somewhere, but it's like he up and pulled a vanishing act! I know he wasn't hurt -- well, he didn't get hurt in that room, anyway..."

But where could he be?

"What, really?" Hershel frowned, sitting up a bit straighter. "He must be a bit shaken, I couldn't blame him. It seems unnatural, forcing someone else's memory on a person." He sighed, of course Zero would pull that sort of shit.

And he gave Heiji a probing sort of look. "How are you holding up? Besides the obvious effects, I mean." Tokyo-style Heiji.

Heiji nodded. "He was. I'm not too worried about him; I know he's tough. But I do want to find him." Little did he know he would soon be checking the bathroom...

"I'll tell you the truth, not being able to talk is the worst. I thought I got off light, and I kind of did, but... I found Jake practically rolling around on the floor from that tear gas, and I couldn't even tell him I was trying to give him some water."

"I'm sure Zero knew what he was doing, making it almost impossible to communicate with two people in the warehouse and one of them being a close confidant." Hershel answered with a sigh, tugging at his sleeve almost absentmindedly. "I'd hate to think how it would have been if it wasn't 'lessened.'"

He offered a smile though, no need to be doom and gloom forever. "You must have a lot to talk about with him when you do find him though."

"Ugh, don't remind me." He made a face. "If it weren't for Clive, I might not have been able to speak for a week. Or a month."

/scream

Heiji looked away, a little embarrassed. "...Yeah, I guess we do have a lot to talk about. That's why he'd had better have a good reason for pulling a disappearing act on me. Or else he's going to hear all about it!"

Hmph. "Anyway. Do you want me to try taking some blankets and pillows out of the dorms? It might be a little comfier."

"Perish that thought." A month without Heiji speaking was a disturbing prospect, Hershel sort of assumed he'd ultimately explode holding it all in.

And he shook his head. "Snake's always been private, I'm sure he just needs some time to get his bearings- and no, no blankets or pillows. I'm sure Zero would use that as an excuse to punish you again." He had absolutely no doubt Zero wouldn't be generous enough to let them share anything, he's an asshole. "Don't worry, I've gotten used to the grass. Far more comfortable than the bloddy warehouse floor, that's for sure."

Explode or split into two different personalities Alfendi-style. Imagine that, just imagine it.

"...Well, if you say so." Heiji supposed Hershel was right about that one, but seeing him so bleary did make him worry. "But if you're not going to accept any blankets or anything, I want you to lie down right now. You're going to try and go to sleep before you fall over."

That's an incredibly disturbing thought, what would his two personalities even be. Super gungho for mystery and quiet guy??

Hershel looked reluctant to go with it for a variety of reasons he seemed to consider arguing, but thankfully he's enough of a doormat that he just sighed after a moment. "I suppose you're right, as usual. I think I've seen everyone anyway." He didn't lie down immediately though, instead he glanced to Heiji. "You should go find Snake while I'm sleeping, assuming Zero will allow it. It'll make you feel better if nothing else."

Maybe it'd be more like Jekyll and Hyde. Or Tenma and Johan. Basically what I'm saying is one of them would be a murderer.

"Don't worry, I will. But don't you try to weasel out of this, either! Here, I'll help ya get comfortable." And now he was just going to... fluff up Hershel's fro in the back, I mean it needed to be nice and soft when he was lying down on it, right.

At least one personality could make fun murder mysteries for the second to solve, silver lining.

"I wouldn't dream of it." He would dream of it but shh. He turned to stare a moment, a little slower on the uptake because lack of sleep but when he realized what Heiji was doing he couldn't help but laugh. "Heiji, you're bizarre." He said, amused before shaking his head and lying down.

He casted a discrete glance at his bracelet, wondering if this would be like every other time for the past few days. Still, Heiji was free of it and Hershel's had been lessened too so... hope springs eternal. "Go find Snake, you barmy thing." He couldn't help a yawn, he had been riding on adrenaline from the room for a while but now that he was being forced to lie down yeah. Yeah. It won't take very long for him to fall asleep and..... no shock, yay. Feel free to come find him hours and hours later, otherwise you did good Heiji, you did good.

Haha, yes, how wonderful. Clearly Lunge would not hunt them down...

"Hey, don't laugh, and don't blame me if you get a crick in your neck from sleeping funny!" But yes, finding Snake.

After Heiji found Snake, though, he'd check in on Hershel. Or more accurately, he'd secretly stick some flowers in Hershel's fro while he was sleeping. Never mind the teenager hovering over you while you were catching some well-earned rest, Hershel...

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