#[Goggles ghosts an games] Nana

[poorly-drawn-akira]

A girl with colorful goggles on her head had shyly stepped into the lobby of the Foundation. She'd already checked the hospitals, if what Aiko said was true, then he was here. And she wanted to make sure he was okay, even if they weren't friends any more.

She wasn't quite sure how to go about this...

[ask-a-guard-dog]

Eiji pattered into the kitchen where her mom and dad were making supper.

"papa," Akira lifted Eiji up. The three year old giggled and hugged onto her dad.

"What's going on, princess?"

"we go gramma and grampa?"

"No, Grandpa, Chuck, Sock, and Hachi are coming here tomorrow."

"gramma!"

"No... No Grandma, Grandma is still on her trip."

"gramma," Eiji insisted.

"Grandma said she'll be back in a few more months, sweet pea."

There was a knock at the door. Akira sighed, he set Eiji down on the floor, "I'll get it," he pecked Nana on the cheek as he left the kitchen.

Nana hummed contentedly as Eiji tugged her step stool over so she could see what Mom was doing, "car-rot. car-rot. car-rot," she sang as Nana chopped. Eiji reached for a slice, "Uh-uh Eiji,' Nana gently stopped the girl's hand, "careful. Not while I'm chopping. Careful."

"carful. I have carrot, mama?"

"How do you ask?"

"i have carrot, mama, please?"

"Yes you may," she passed Eiji a slice of carrot, "What do we say?"

"tank you."

"You're welcome," she was quiet for a second, "Eiji, would you see what's keeping Papa? He's been at the door for a while- Ope. Would you please go see where Papa is?"

"okay mama," Eiji climbed off the stool.

"Thank you."

"welc-um, mama. bye," the girl waved as she made her way to the door, "papa!"

Akira wasn't there. The door was wide open.

"papa?"

Eiji toddled around the entry area. Papa's shoes were still- "uh oh," she shut the door, "no let ghosts out," Papa's shoes were still there, so he was still somewhere in the house. Clearly.

"paapaaa?"

[paranormalresearchclub-archived]

"... hirou, that's abuse."

[the-weeping-wind-association]

It wouldn't be an easy job. Refrigeration units, lighting, typical fire sprinklers and security cameras. Riku paced calmly through the small store, taking everything in. It would take a while to plan, to line everything up, but he had until Thursday after school to set up it. He wasn't worried about it. He picked up a few bags of cheap junk food. It all tasted the same to him but, while this lacked nutritional value in a way that made him cringe, this seemed like what someone like Riku would want. Nana was mopping near the cold foods. She gave him a small wave that he returned with a polite nod. The other worker for the day was a shorter woman. "Is that all for you today?" "Yes ma'am." He took note, "Is psychology interesting?" "Hm? Well, yes, to me." Riku nodded, "What field do you intend to go into?" "Clinical." He nodded again. This woman was interesting. Intelligent. Worth talking to. He'd almost be sorry, "It's really interesting. How someone could feel absolutely nothing his whole life and another person feels everything so intensely. It's interesting." "Mm," she nodded. She handed him his change, "Have a good day." "You too."

[poorly-drawn-akira]

“Wizard maze. Wizard maze! Wizard MAZE! WIZARD MAZE!”

"Oh boy! Wizard maze! I hope I don't get lost!"

[poorly-drawn-akira]

Day 3: Style Swap

Eijiro being subjected to lolita fashion for fashion week. He got to at least pick the style instead of getting completely frilled up.

[ask-a-guard-dog]

Not that Nana minded the idea of Eijiro's ghost hanging around Morioh again in the slightest. Maybe it would ease over tensions better Akira and Keicho a little bit.

[paranormalresearchclub-archived]

"Yo! You two, are you alright? You look a bit roughed up..." Myojo trods up to the duo, face briefly red from his earlier fruitless chase after Sumi. (moriohs-little-demon)

“Sumi used his head as a spring board.” (( @moriohs-little-demon ))

[paranormalresearchclub-archived]

Nana let out a surprised squeak at the ghost, but seems overall delighted, she stammered out a few half started sentences before looking excitedly between the two of them. She knew his name, so he clearly knows her, right? Akira, on the hand, seemed perplexed and annoyed as he started playing the cello he’d taken out. He took another long look at this ghost, “Look, Hideko, I’m sorry you bit it, but just because I don’t know where your piece of shit husband went doesn’t mean I owe you shit.” “Ah!” Nana gently slapped the back of his head, “Rude.”

Nana had almost been surprised when Akira had shown up to break into the music room, but here they were. In the music room. "So what's the plan exactly," Akira had started digging around in the school's instruments, pulling out a huge case, "wonder if I'm still any good..." Nana coughed a few times, "Well, I mean, normally the ghosts just kind of show up for everyone else?" [part4paranormalresearchclub]

@part4paranormalresearchclub

"I didn't expect so many eager-" She pauses at Akira with a judging squint. "Aren't you a bit old for a highschool music class, Otoishi?"

She laughs after a moment.

"Well consider yourself a teachers aide so passersby and non-stand users don't get too scared. It's the least you can do for me."

'Least' has a sharpness to it

(un-ghost colors under the cut cause I like how I made her outfit)

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[poorly-drawn-akira]

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[poorly-drawn-akira]

Nana had come back a few days later. Again a day after that. Akira found her presence to be much more comfortable than the others. Nana didn't... expect anything of him. She just wanted to be around. He appreciated that, especially after the whole disaster that was Eijiro and Ardram earlier that week... "What do you think about my brother?" "M? Eijiro," Nana glanced up from the game Akira had insisted she bring, they'd been passing Nightmare in Dreamland back and forth for the better part of an hour. Akira nodded. Nana leaned back as she paused the game, "He's… He wants what's best for everyone, except himself, does that make sense?" "Perfectly," he confirmed. "… He means well, I think," Nana shrugged. "Okay, but what do you really think?" Nana was quiet. Akira pushed, "I won't be mad, even if you think he totally sucks," he promised, "but I want to know, and I don't want the soft shit the doctors keep giving me. They want me to like him, but they won't tell me anything about him. Just... Just how we were." "… I never really got to meet him, let alone know him, and I think that's true for everyone, even people he's actually met," Nana shot Akira a very serious look, "I don't think anyone really knows him." "Gotcha," but everyone kept implying they were close? Nana caught his bit of confusion as she continued. "He… So like, kind of like the ocean? That's what I think he's like based on what you and other people have told me." "… Deep?" "Full of unknown horrors it would take ages to drag out of him that everyone would probably throw back in immediately anyways. I mean, yeesh, you can barely sneeze in this town without him knowing about it. Can't be good for him. Knowing."

[poorly-drawn-akira]

My name is Nana Hinata and I am United Tokyo's one and only Spiderwoman.

Alias: Spider Specs

Age: 17

Time as Spiderman: 2 months

Abilities: Super strength, spider sense, enhanced durability, enhanced agility, wall clinging/climbing, web shooters

Other occupation: Highschool Student

Nemesis: None

Earth 7423: following World War II, Japan broke apart into separate countries, one of which is the city-state of United Tokyo, a sprawling metropolitan hub of several major industries as wells as cultural significance.

[paranormalresearchclub-archived]

“Ohhhh, nothing. Where’d the blood come from?”

Nana walked up to Kunio with her goggles down over her eyes, "Hey. How's it going?" [part4paranormalresearchclub]

“Mm-? Hinata-chan... It’s been better. Why?”

@part4paranormalresearchclub

[poorly-drawn-akira]

first spiderperson! Lookit her! Spider Specs! She gets to have a canon event she has been doing this for two months!

[poorly-drawn-akira]

Gonna go see Spiderverse on Saturday

Got the brainrot for initial and final costume sketches for Spider Specs (Nana) and Cobweb (Eijiro)

[poorly-drawn-akira]

Eijiro: i-i feel a kinship wuh-with the little cheese cowboy fruh-from your pizza game like huh-how nii feels about kobeni fruh-from chainsaw man.

Nana: ... Wanna repeat that last part buddy?