Calling all Rex Godwins...

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

[...And Security personnel. It appears there is a hobo trespassing into a grocery store stealing goods!

...

Except not really. He's just window shopping on the one hand and taking whatever free samples he can on the other. Beggars can't be choosers after all, and there's nothing illegal in doing either. Still, he's most definitely had run-ins with the law before, judging by the various markers on his face (which no amount of shaggy beard can hide, unfortunately for him), and the fact he's missing an arm means he's no stranger to violence and other degenerate activity. Surely he lost that arm fighting with a gang member or shooting up too much, right? Right??



Well, what is everyone waiting for!?]

((OOC: I have no shame. Check his profile.))

Comments

oh the things I do to this pup

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

[That look can't fool Rex for a second. He'll be approaching you cautiously] Niisan?

Oh you

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't respond. Why would he? He doesn't know that voice from any other voice, and it's probably someone talking to someone else. He starts to make his way out of the store with his meager collectings, quietly.]

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

[Rex is very practiced at being the younger sibling and when he wants attention, he's going to do what it takes to get that attention. He's going to run up behind you and attempt to grab your arm.] Niisan? What happened to you?

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

[The arm tenses slightly as it is grabbed. Slowly, the hobo turns around, fixing those unmistakable eyes on Rex. And yet, they look quite confused.]

May I...help you, sir?

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

[And he is indeed a little shocked at the sight of his older brother] Quit playing games, Rudger. [Rex pauses before tugging insistently on Rudger's arm] Come with me, you... are in dire need of a shower.

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

With all due respect, sir, I don't even know you.

[There is the slightest hint of annoyance in his voice at that. For all he knows this is the owner of the store badgering him (though where did that name come from...).

Though admittedly most threats of arrest don't usually come with offers for a shower.]

And I know that.

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

... [That? That is Rex coming to the realization that this Rudger doesn't know him. Sound of a breaking heart goes here.]

You look like my older brother, who... died.

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

...

[He stares at this man for a long time. Brother who died?...]

When did he die, sir?

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

Rex Godwin.

Almost 20 years ago... [He trails off]

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

[The silence is longer at this. Somehow, his mind makes an unusual leap of logic hearing those words, for reasons he can't explain.]

Zero Reverse.

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

[Rex nods]

He wasn't a well man.

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

...

I lost my arm in that disaster. Other things as well. But, those losses are...negligible in comparison.

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

[Perhaps taking a small leap here...] You didn't lose your arm, you cut it off.

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

[A leap indeed. He looks rather...well. Surprised. What was this guy talking about? Why would he cut his own arm off!?]

...

What?

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

My brother was driven to sever his left arm which was covered in a special birthmark. He then entrusted his arm to me.

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

...

Rather an extreme measure.

[Still, something about this man's words...disturbed him.]

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

He was convinced there was no other way. He caused Zero Reverse in order to open the door to the underworld.

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

.......

[These words...were giving him a headache for some reason. He closed his eyes and shook his head ever so slightly. Whenever he had these headaches, he had very vague images...]

What...what was your name again?

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

Rex.

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

...

Roger.

[He doesn't know why, but he feels like he can trust this younger man...]

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

[Rex is leading him to a partially-collapsed building. Not the best but it used to be a nice hotel and still has a few good rooms.] Did you have a brother? ... Or a sister, I suppose.

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

[Roger walks, looking at the building. It's quite nice in comparison to where he slept last night.]

I wouldn't know.

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

How can you not know?

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

I remember nothing of my life prior to the disaster.

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

Niisan...

[Rex has never been very good at interpersonal matters, and so he simply trails off. He takes Rudger by the hand and leads him inside, to a room that is well-stocked and looks well-used.]

Everything you need is here, niisan. Please... clean yourself up.

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

Hn.

[This place...has soap. And shampoo. How long has it been since he's taken a shower with both at the same time? And razors...whoever this guy is, he's clearly well to do.]

Thank you.

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

You're welcome, niisan. [He sits on the bed a bit hesitantly.] I'll be right here when you get back.

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

[The older man simply nods, proceeding towards the bathroom. He's...going to be in there for awhile.]

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

[Rex tries to calm himself down and entertain himself by reading a well-worn copy of "The Hobbit". When Rudger returns, he'll see fresh cloths laid out for him.]

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

[It's over an hour and a half before 'Roger' finally reappears in a bathrobe, sans his beard and looking much, much cleaner. Almost like a normal person.]

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

Ah, niisan... [Rex sits up. And notices the markers.] I've got some cloths here for you. [Rex turns away, avoiding Rudger's gaze.]

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[He quietly takes the clothing and excuses himself once more in order to dress. In a minute, he's returned.]

Is something wrong?

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

You're marked.

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't be the first, or the last one marked out here.

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

[Rex closes his eyes and sighs] Those markings... You didn't die in Zero Reverse.

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

No, I didn't.

[The slightest of eyebrow raises. How would they be talking if he had?]

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

Are you a Dark Signer, niisan?

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

Dark Signer?

[The eyebrow is going up a little more.]

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

How did you lose your arm, niisan?

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

I lost it in Zero Reverse.

[Still, he looks slightly confused.]

[magnificent-god.livejournal.com]

Did you have a birthmark on your left arm, niisan?

[headlesshobo.livejournal.com]

...

I don't remember. My arm...

[He looks down at the phantom spot where his arm should have been.]

My earliest memory is waking up in a pile of debris. My arm was already gone.