Five Cents - Before The Mio Incident

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It was a frivolous waste of time. But it was something that Tsukasa felt needed to be done. And in his wisdom, built a stand and placed it in the busiest intersection of the Chalice. And plopped himself down.




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[Tsukasa reached over, and clapped his hand on her shoulder.] I'm not the person you should tell that to, mind you Hana. There's a lot of people who are waiting for those two words.

You know why I built this? It's because I've been talking with a few people, who believe I would understand everyone a little better than they're willing to admit. Your friend Eri called me the Fill-in-Castmate whatever that meant.

The point is, I can relate. I used to be all about myself. Now, it's for others. Why do you think I do such a menial job such as cooking? It's to see everyone smile.

Now, what do the two Hana's say? The Hana currently outside, and the Hana buried within?

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[Hana looked back up at Tsukasa, letting a few stray tears roll down her cheeks.]

...I... I want to change. For the better.

[she looked back down.]

...now I see what Eri meant when she wanted to know why I was so energetic back in Old Seattle...

...it wasn't me.

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Everyone's got faces they like to show. I've got ten of them, 12 if you count W and OOO.

[Spreading the cards, he pointed at the image of Faiz as if he was reading the cards.] Takumi Ogami, Kamen Rider Faiz in this world.

Once, he was a lowly student in Smart Brain High School. He had died at a early age, and evolved to an Orphanoch. Without any guidance, he mastered himself, by first mastering the inherent rage of the Orpanoch.

When the former Orpanoch King challenged him, he fought. But not alone.

Other Riders were in on his plight. [And he pushed Kiva and Kabuto towards Hana to look.]

Kiva, the Young Prince Wataru, and Tendou Souji, a man who lived on his grandmothers wisdom about unchanging a recipe so that their broth would permeate his Worm Sister's very being... they were his friends. And together they fought together, defending what was right, just, and never losing what made them them.

[And he tapped her chest above the collarbone.] What kind of Hana are you going to build?

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[Hana looks down, in thought]

...I still want to be the Hana that's a hero - one that can save all she can, but...

...I wanna be someone who people can rely on instead of looking at me in scorn. I want them to be my friends and I want to be theirs... but...

...if me being their friends means them hating me for it, then...

...then, I'd find the right way.

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[At this, Tsukasa smiled as he brought his hand back and folded his hands in front of himself.]

That really is the first step. Admitting you need to do this at times. To talk to someone, instead of yelling or forcing your way. Too much too fast, and you end up planting your face in the dirt. And every time you do, it makes it even harder to get up and admit you were wrong.

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I've done it so many times... do you think they'll forgive me?

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I do think so. You've got to count on courage at this point. But remember to be humble when you apologize.

[Tsukasa smiled and he added] I'll be here tomorrow. Come by for repeat sessions.