soulping | hiyo haato

[ That's sure interest. So, he'll set it on the seat beside him and check out who else is on the bus before calling up to the front. ]

Hey, Driver, what do you have in store for us?

[ the driver doesn't answer. it seems you'll have to go up there ]

[ Rude, but fine, he'll mosey on up there to check the driver out. ]

[ The bus driver seems much younger than he ought to be. (Is this boy old enough to be driving a bus?) He turns his head to look at you and smiles. ]

Hello, Coyote. Can I help you?

[ There are a lot of dubious things here in Kyriakos... so no surprise to see another dubious thing in someone's soul. ]

Well, at least introductions are half done. Who might you be, kid? And what plans do you have for us today?

We have a special appointment to keep.

[ he just smiles. ]

A date with destiny, you could say.

I'm not one to just go along with the flow of destiny. Makes things boring to just resign yourself to that pre-drawn future. But what kind of appointment do you have up your sleeve? To see if it's worthwhile schmoozing with this "destiny" of yours.

[ And if it's going to be the appropriate thing for this soul. ]

I'm afraid you really don't have a choice. We're almost there now.

[ the bus begins to accelerate. ]

[ This is where he'll put his hand on the kid's shoulder. ]

Slow down there and answer the questions. Drivers should be good and listen to the requests of their passengers.

[ You find your hand hitting an invisible barrier!The bus driver proceeds undeterred. ]

You'll know soon enough.

[ Wow, cockblocked from the start. ]

So I'm just supposed to play nice until then?

Don't worry. You don't have long to wait, now.

[ Even as he speaks, a cat darts out into the busy street, followed by a boy in a track suit, followed by… a girl, in a lavender school uniform and a dark blue trench coat. ]

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[ About to further sass the driver when he sees them dart out. ]

Hey, slow down! [ Guessing the date with destiny and barrier won't let him try to jerk the wheel, huh? ]

[ He does in fact not slow down, and there's no way he can grasp the wheel with that barrier in place

now there's a girl darting out into the road shoving that boy out of the bus's path.

unfortunately, there's nobody to shove her out of the way.

BOY DOES SHE EVER LOOK FAMILIAR TOO ]

[ YOU PRICK. ]

Turn the damn wheel.

No.

[ he accelerates just a little bit more, and-- this happens ]

hiyo haato

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