So hear me out.
Akira would be scared around Zenkichi, or at least on edge. After his interrogation, after being beaten and drugged by police, why would he trust him immediately ?
Zenkichi would obviously question it, this kid doesn't know anything about him, why is he scared ? Why won't his teammates let him be alone with the kid ? Why does he flinch whenever he raises a hand ?
He obviously wouldn't know about the interrogation Akira went through. It sure as hell wouldn't be in his file, and I don't think Zenkichi would be able to put the dots together. I imagine it would be Sae who told him, and it would be a complete accident.
She would be like "how is the kid doing ? I haven't seen him since his interrogation" and when Zenkichi questions why she knew about it and why she was worried, she spills it.
He would be horrified that they did that, to a teenager no less. He suddenly get's why the kid is so on edge around him, why his teammates don't want him around Akira alone, why they distrust the police so much.
This is such a long winded wat to say Akira would be on edge around Zenkichi, or be downright scared.
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What’s your input/theories on the Cowboy/Creep from rc9gn?
I don't have too many solid headcanons/theories about him tbh ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ
There are a few basic ones that i like to toy around with, like:
he is an immortal from ancient times, tasked to observe Norisu lineage/successors (perhaps as a punishment from the gods? or because he was bored?)- mostly based on Secret of 9 comment that he existed before First Norisville Ninja.
he was a time-traveler that was sent back to record Norisville's Ninja heroics. - Secret of 9 comment about how he is not of this time and also because cowboy hats werent around 800 years ago.
he is a being from another dimension, but came to this world to observe First Ninja and all future Ninjas (a bit of isekai trope is always fun!).
he was human, but after meeting/being saved by Norisu Clan, he somehow gained immortality and decided to serve their line.
he was a spirit guardian of Norisu family that took physical form after the demise of most of the clan, in order to assist First in keeping Ninjanomicon safe for future generations. (its also why he is the one evaluating future ninja candidates, because he continues to do his duty to Norisu clan).
The first and last ones are my favorites. ;D
But otherwise I'm content not to put him in a neat mental box of who&what! In my opinion, sometime a little bit of mystery is good for the soul. ;)
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Kaeya had always been an efficient and hard-working individual (he had to be to support Diluc in the background as his brother rose thru the ranks after all).
He has so much free time because he completes all his work way ahead of schedule. And if he still has enough time, he adds more to the workload in secret.
And once all of that was done and over with, he makes time for everyone. He has to. He feels as if every moment has to be given to someone else.
No one knows how he does it. No one has to know.
Every mission has a dozen strategies in line, and every battle plan is made with efficiency in mind. His perfect record will not be tarnished. He can't risk it (even if it baffles others that he would willingly activate a ruin guard just to prevent a failed mission. Jean disagrees with his methods, but Kaeya can say that the results say otherwise)
He needs to be quick.
Efficient.
Perfect.
And so he comes and goes like the wind.
Kaeya values time because he knew every second counted. He can't just stand there as if he were frozen. Time could run out in an instant.
Kaeya had only been late once his entire life.
He'd rather he never be late ever again.
It took one day of being of being imperfect for everything to fall apart. On that tragic day...had he gotten there on time... then maybe...
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" Come on, let's get moving, traveler. We're not frozen in place after all. " Kaeya teasingly says. He stiffles a giggle at the traveler's exhasperated sigh.
"Yeah yeah, we've heard enough of you calling us a slacker. Can't you be a bit more patient?" Paimon whines at him.
Kaeya snorts, but acquiesces, hiding the shaking of his hands at the thought of being idle.
He imagines hearing a clock ticking.
Kaeya knows that that is his own problem. He tries his hardest to relax as he waits for the traveler to finish whatever they're making on the alchemy table because, seriously, it is supposed to be a relaxing day. There's nothing major going on, and his schedule is once again empty as intended. What's the hurry?
Kaeya taps his foot on the ground as he waits. He wishes he could take his own damn advice when he tells others to relax.
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A tiny look into one of the fics called It's My Party (And I'll Cry If I Want To)!
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“Why don’t you just tell them?” Jazz asks Danny once she sits down on his bed, pushing aside his blankets and patting beside her.
“Mom and Dad love you, metagene or not.” She continues.
“Seriously, Jazz, we’ve been over this.” Danny sighs, sitting next to his sister as she turns to face him better, “They hate ghosts, and have threatened to rip phantom apart molecule by molecule. If they’re willing to do that, then what makes you think they’ll stop once they find out their son is a ghost?”
Jazz frowns, “Danny, I know the accident was terrible and horrifying for you, but you’re not a ghost. You need to accept the fact that it simply activated your dormant metagene and gave you ghost adjacent powers.”
“How can I have a metagene when both mom and dad don’t have one! Jazz, I know you don’t want to believe it but-“
“No Danny,” Jazz exclaims as she cuts him off, “ You’re alive. You can’t be a ghost, because ghosts are unfeeling and-“
“Jazz, just stop!” Danny yells, slightly teary. He stands up off the bed, putting some place between him and Jazz as she also stands up with a deepening frown.
“I know you don’t want to believe it but I am a ghost, I died in that accident. I know you don’t want to believe it, but if I can somehow come to terms with it then why can’t you?”
Jazz just stares him down with her disappointed stare. After a few quiet seconds she then sighs, looking exasperated and somehow even more disappointed as she levels him with a harsh glare.
“Even Sam and Tuck agree, Danny. You’re going to far with this ghost thing! I don’t care what that yeti says, or any of those other creatures! You’re not dead. You have a heartbeat and most importantly, you care. You’re not evil, and all this death talk is beginning to freak Tucker out! And you especially need to stop around Sam. They’ve begun talking to me about it, and about how you’re scaring them. And, well, we’ve all agree that you need to stop fighting those ghosts. Mom and Dad are perfectly capable of getting them, so from now on you’re benched. Those horrible things have been filling your head with lies, and it’s becoming a problem.”
Jazz declares before she walks out, keeping that awful disappointed glare on him.
Danny slams the door behind her, silently seething and holding back tears. They talk about his death so easily! Yet they don’t care to acknowledge it. Danny died, whether they want to accept it or not, and there was nothing they could do about it.
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