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{{ 001 }} Quietly Wandering Through
[A] Please bother the stupid swordsman.
[Kenshin had no interest in the phone device, though he had caught on to the instructions given when he'd found himself in this strange place. Maybe it was a little silly of him, but he didn't trust the device anyway. He had no reason to trust anything given to him by the "people" who had brought him to this place, accidental or not. As it was, Kenshin didn't make much of a ruckus when he arrived, and instead chose to stride into the city, sword at his hip, in the least inconspicuous way possible.
It had been hard, considering the idiotic bumbling he'd done. It was part facade, a habit he'd gotten used to when he was wandering -- a way to keep people at a comfortable arms length and keep himself seeming anything but dangerous. It seemed to have worked.
He'd kept to himself, found a way to stretch the money he'd been given and avoided the more confusing technological aspects of the city. Luckily he hadn't set the place he was staying on fire by not understanding how to plug in a blender.
As it was, Kenshin had found himself in Fayren today, staring up at the building in front of him. Of course, the monk had spouted off his usual warning, and Kenshin -- smart as he was -- had chosen not to enter. It was for the best, really. It did not mean that the building didn't still interest him -- but he allowed himself to peer at it curiously in order to sate that feeling. Later, he would explore Fayren more, since it was at least borderline closer to feeling familiar like Tokyo.
With his hands tucked in his sleeves so it didn't look like he had arms at all, Kenshin stood still, serious, narrowed purple eyes staring up at the cloister quietly.]
Such a strange place. [One he does not trust, considering he still has yet to let down his guard.]
[B] Later, Fayren Streets
[For the most part, Kenshin's focus is on finding somewhere to stay for the night. At least until he hears some rather insistent and loud mewing at his feet.]
Oro? [He looks down, blinking now wide, curious eyes at he gray and white kitten twining around his feet.] A.... where is your mother? [He stops an crouches down to pick up the kitten once he determines that mom cat is nowhere in sight, more or less tucking him inside his shirt so his little head poked out.]
Maaa.... perhaps this one can spare a moment to find a warm place for the both of us until a better caretaker is found for you. [How much more room would a kitten take up?]
[Kenshin had no interest in the phone device, though he had caught on to the instructions given when he'd found himself in this strange place. Maybe it was a little silly of him, but he didn't trust the device anyway. He had no reason to trust anything given to him by the "people" who had brought him to this place, accidental or not. As it was, Kenshin didn't make much of a ruckus when he arrived, and instead chose to stride into the city, sword at his hip, in the least inconspicuous way possible.
It had been hard, considering the idiotic bumbling he'd done. It was part facade, a habit he'd gotten used to when he was wandering -- a way to keep people at a comfortable arms length and keep himself seeming anything but dangerous. It seemed to have worked.
He'd kept to himself, found a way to stretch the money he'd been given and avoided the more confusing technological aspects of the city. Luckily he hadn't set the place he was staying on fire by not understanding how to plug in a blender.
As it was, Kenshin had found himself in Fayren today, staring up at the building in front of him. Of course, the monk had spouted off his usual warning, and Kenshin -- smart as he was -- had chosen not to enter. It was for the best, really. It did not mean that the building didn't still interest him -- but he allowed himself to peer at it curiously in order to sate that feeling. Later, he would explore Fayren more, since it was at least borderline closer to feeling familiar like Tokyo.
With his hands tucked in his sleeves so it didn't look like he had arms at all, Kenshin stood still, serious, narrowed purple eyes staring up at the cloister quietly.]
Such a strange place. [One he does not trust, considering he still has yet to let down his guard.]
[B] Later, Fayren Streets
[For the most part, Kenshin's focus is on finding somewhere to stay for the night. At least until he hears some rather insistent and loud mewing at his feet.]
Oro? [He looks down, blinking now wide, curious eyes at he gray and white kitten twining around his feet.] A.... where is your mother? [He stops an crouches down to pick up the kitten once he determines that mom cat is nowhere in sight, more or less tucking him inside his shirt so his little head poked out.]
Maaa.... perhaps this one can spare a moment to find a warm place for the both of us until a better caretaker is found for you. [How much more room would a kitten take up?]
[Fayren Streets]
She paused as he reached the kitten, eyes brightening quite a bit at the sight. He was human, yes, but he was showing kindness and she could sense his steady and strong spirit from a mile away. A warm place? Well...
Koishi landed quietly and walked over to him, reaching up to tug gently at his sleeve. "Mister? Hello? Can you see me?" She was focusing, trying to become more visible, staring up at him with luminous eyes.
A
This man could be dangerous. Certainly, he doubted he'd been noticed, not as many people noticed street musicians after all, and it was the best excuse to people watch. It was Demyx's self imposed job to know who not to piss off.
When the other stopped at the shrine, he decided to pack up for the day. He happened to be walking by, casually of course when he spoke.]
Anything here in particular strange?
[He offers a friendly smile.]
A
And so, the woman who looked from a time period even older than Kenshin's wandering around, glancing every so often at the buildings and landmarks, committing them to memory as soon as her eyes land on them. What ultimately interrupted her from doing this was hearing Kenshin speak as she turned on her heel, tilting her head to the side. Her lips curled into a small smile as she offered him a slight bow.
"It is, is it not? Are you new, sir?"