With the clink of spurs, a stranger enters Satellite

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

(Surveying his new surroundings, he lifts the brim of his worn Stetson, wincing at the harsh scent. This was not home. this was nothing like his town. He stops. A stray breeze carries the harsh smell of a forgotten city almost violently upon his senses. Once again, he winces, pulling his trench closer against the strangely colder weather. Where he was from it only got this cold at night. Nights were bitter cold where the land was eaten to dust by the sun and the farming alike... but no. This was different.

This was industrialization of the worst sort.

He spat, adjusting his brim once more before continuing along. From the lace of leather he wore around his neck, he pulled his harmonica to his lips and began to play. At least it would bring some familiarity to the strange new sight he'd been forced into. Continuing to walk, he wondered vaguely what sorts of folk he might meet in this new place.

One thing was for sure...

He wasn't in Crash Town anymore.)

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[harmonicalove.livejournal.com]

[You seem to have a clone, Kiryu, down to the hair and the harmonica. In fact, this one is also playing his harmonica from a doorway nearby, though he stops when he notices the other one.

And stares.

Mostly blankly, but there's a small bit of surprise in there. He hasn't run into a double that looks so much like himself yet.]

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

(He's seen his fair share of copycats, but something doesn't smell right about this one, and it's not just the fact he's missing the hat.)

Hm?

[harmonicalove.livejournal.com]

[He's quiet for a moment, studying him carefully. When he finally says anything, it's in a monotone devoid of emotion.]

You look the most like me so far...

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

(He notes the other lacks a few of the things he does. Strange. It was most definitely him, maybe lacking a bit of spark, but then, he also looked like that to himself. Years of holding off gangs would do that to a person.)

Is this strange place supposed to be a city of reflection then?

[harmonicalove.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head, although he doesn't look completely sure about that.]

I don't know what it's supposed to be. But I know it looks like Satellite but isn't and there are versions of people from different times or different worlds walking around.

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

(He listens, but shakes his head.)

So you recognize this place, at least. That's where our differences start.

This is the first time I've seen a place as ruined as this... there's nothing left of anything natural anywhere.

[harmonicalove.livejournal.com]

[He frowns a little, almost looking jealous.]

There's more to this island that looks natural...Satellite was only like this...

I grew up here. It's hard not to recognize it.

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

(He nods, taking in the new info.)

I haven't been here long. I wasn't aware this area extended beyond the ruined place.

(As to where he grew up, it's not something he just discloses at the drop of a hat, so he holds off on continuing.)

[harmonicalove.livejournal.com]

I haven't been here long either. Just long enough to look around a bit. But I haven't explored at all.

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

Exploring this place seems like walking through a graveyard.

There is nothing here but headstones without names.

[harmonicalove.livejournal.com]

That's how Satellite's been since the beginning. Although Yuusei was trying to get the City to fix it up.

Though where I went wasn't much better.

[He shrugs a little, glancing down the street in the direction of the rest of the island.] At least the rest is full of life.

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

(He follows the glance.)

Life.

Perhaps I will observe a little. To remember what it feels like.

[windbound-yusei.livejournal.com]

Well aren't you a pretty little lady, Kiryu.

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

(He turns slowly to face the familiar voice. It was Yuusei. He contemplated possibly narrowing his eyes, but then again, Yuusei never spoke like that. He assumed it was a double, as he'd heard of, then turned away again.]

[windbound-yusei.livejournal.com]

Pissy bitch as always, aren't you?

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

You are not Yuusei.

[windbound-yusei.livejournal.com]

Pretty fucking sure I am, princess.

What the fuck happened to you? Last time I saw you, you were stuffing dirt down my throat.

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

(Calmly, he turns to look at the abomination that wears his brother's skin. As much as he might dislike Yuusei, he still respected him. This thing, he did not.)

And that is why you and I have nothing to say to one another.

You remember incorrectly.

[windbound-yusei.livejournal.com]

On come now, Kiryu. [Yuusei throws his arms out to the side] I'M YOUR GREATEST MASTERPIECE!

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

You are not my concern.

[windbound-yusei.livejournal.com]

I could kill you right here, right now.

I think you'd better be a little fucking concerned.

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

You've no reason. You do not know me.

We'll leave it at that.

(He simply continues to walk. He needed to figure out how this place worked and how to get home. The gangs he fought off would not be permitted to return.)

[windbound-yusei.livejournal.com]

[Yuusei doesn't like to be told when to quit, he's getting out his TeamSat cuffs now]

Then tell me who the fuck you are.

edit due to erroneous gun name

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

(This is quickly growing tiring to Kiryu. This Yuusei who was not Yuusei had no right to question him as if he knew him. He reached for his revolver.)

I am Justice for my home.

(And he turns to face the abomination once more.)

And you are treading on thin ice. Should you wish to continue, I will end you. I won't allow your foolishness to prolong my stay here when my town is under threat.

[windbound-yusei.livejournal.com]

[And Yuusei simply grins like the Cheshire cat] You'd better start worrying about yourself, big brother.

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

You do not frighten me. You merely wear the skin of the one you claim to be.

In my eyes, you are nothing more than a dog, shot to death on the side of the road for contracting rabies.

(He puts his revolver away, no longer feeling any desire to stop the mouth of the crowing raven. He'll let it wear itself out. In the meantime, he needs to find his town again.)

[windbound-yusei.livejournal.com]

Cut off a wolf's head and it still has the power to bite. Whatever you're looking for, you won't find it here. Then we'll settle our score.

princess monoke reference

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

Then let me make something clear for you.

I have no score to settle with you.

I have no interest in you, nor do I have business with you.

What you seek, you seek in another. I cannot and will not give it to you.

Whether or not I die will make no difference to your pining.

And whatever you're looking for, you will not find it in me.

(And he continues onward.)

Choose your battles, wolf, but I will not be the one to behead you.

[deadthingflying.livejournal.com]

[Hello, new Kiryu. There's a dead!Crow sitting up on a nearby fire escape watching your approach. And since stalking Kiryus is his main form of entertainment right now, he's going to hop down to annoy you.]

Man, don't tell me you're another boring one...

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

(He recognizes the voice immediately, but something is off, yet again.)

Crow.

[deadthingflying.livejournal.com]

That's me! [He shoots a vicious smile in Kiryu's direction.] You are going to be boring, aren't you? You look just like that other one who acts like he's all medded up...... well, except for the stupid hat.

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

(He looks up to the stetson, then smirks ever so slightly.)

You never liked hats.

[deadthingflying.livejournal.com]

That's because they make you look like an asshole, and don't change the subject. [Not that there was really much of a subject to begin with, he just doesn't want to be distracted.] You another one of those back-from-the-undead versions of yourself? All mellowed out and not wanting to kill your brothers anymore?

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

I have never been dead.

(He puzzles for a moment over this.)

As for being mellow, I would prefer calm. One needs to be if they have a town to protect. I have been protecting it for a very long time.

[deadthingflying.livejournal.com]

[Well now *this* is interesting. There might be some fun to be had here yet.]

Never? So you never ran around psychoticly trying to kill everyone who cared about you? ...I'm gonna assume you didn't kill me since I've never run into the one who did that here.

Man. I guess this means you've been boring like this your whole life, huh?

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

(He blinks at him slowly.)

I didn't kill you, no.

I kill those who won't change their way... and there are a lot of them now.

The town needs me. I need to be there to wipe them out. All of them.

(There may have been the inklings of a grin to the last few statements, but it is gone in a flash.)

[deadthingflying.livejournal.com]

[One of his brows lifts slightly at this, although he's not all that surprised. Kiryu is Kiryu, after all.]

So you're a crazed vigilante then. Sounds about right.

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't be the first to question me. You won't be the last.

But my town is safe.

That is my only concern.

[deadthingflying.livejournal.com]

And did you drive your brothers away doing it? Cause that seems to be a pretty common theme.

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

Crow and Jack left the town of their own accord.

And Yuusei... simply never understood.

[deadthingflying.livejournal.com]

And maybe someday you'll die and blame us all. Different spot but the same old story. It always is with you~

[crashtownhero.livejournal.com]

I would not be worthy of my name were my story not as it is.

You can understand that, can you not?