Being left alone with only his thoughts to ponder is a terrifying cumbersome thing, as sleep has never come easily to him, and his airways have taken a liking to irritating him whenever he does think of lying down, even if it’s just to retrieve something from under a piece of furniture. It’s very much nothing new.īesides, all-nighters are good for him. It’s nothing determination, coffee and pills can’t fix. It comes with staying up for long hours, brainstorming, wondering where the next Stand user will be, what their abilities are. That explains the ache that pulse in his head and makes it so difficult to focus. It’s probably eye strain from staring at black-on-white for too long in a day. There’s a pressure behind his eyes that won’t go away. (Rohan doesn’t stop to wonder why articulating a question has been so hard, lately). What did he need to do with that information, already? Why is this investigation so difficult? Kira truly is an elusive monster roaming in the shadows, just out of view. Kawajiri Kosaku sounds like the likeliest candidate to have bitten the dust. More faces that means, probably, nothing. And the kid that was following his own father, suspicious, armed with a camera. What was he thinking of again? Right, Kira – how to stop him, how to find him, where he is, who he’s pretending to be now. If he bites the bait, he’ll sink his teeth up the line and up the rod, even if by the end his mouth is coated in blood). It’s either everything or nothing with him. ![]() ![]() (That might be an issue, because Rohan has no sense of half-measure. His manga is on hiatus because of Kira (injuries? Pah, those are an excuse for the weak-willed, and Rohan isn’t weak-willed), but he still draws chapters because having a backlog is always a good thing, and sometimes, it makes him think of something that furthers the investigation for a crazed serial killer – be it a lead to dig deeper into or a place where he might not have gone to observe and take pictures in, everything is worth looking into. (Along the way, Rohan forgets to question why he’d even have the heating on in the midst of summer to begin with). He has to call for a repairman one of these days – but God knows he doesn’t want to deal with that at the moment, so he shoves it aside, thinks of stopping Kira instead. It suffocates him so suddenly, it manages to catch him off guard, and it makes him skip his line when inking or slip a finger on a picture that has trouble sticking to the paper of the album in front of him, causing it to fall, and it’s more tiring than anything. There is no other rational explanation for why the air flip-flops between cold and, at times, for a moment, blisteringly hot on his skin. It simply refuses to most of the time, leaving him to shiver in the cold and when it does, it’s like it must catch up to all of the heat it’s forgotten to make in the past hours or so. Rohan’s heating is broken – or, well, you could argue with semantics and say it’s dysfunctional, not “broken”, since it does work at times, when it wants to, kind of like its owner and wanting to work alongside other people.
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