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Make a left at 001

Who: Ryoga Hibiki & Whoever
When: 03/31
Where: Anywhere and Everywhere.
What: The poor lost boy has no idea where he is at even with the convenience of beginning given everything he needs to start out.

Ryoga found himself confused of what had happened and how he even arrived here. The drowsiness was quick to wear off with someone of his stamina. Despite the letter telling him not to panic, it was something Ryoga was prone to doing. Coupled with the strange necklace, and what was more or less a starter kit with this place's currency, Ryoga was upset!

[Garden Park]

All that he could do was try to find his way back, right? Well that was the first problem. He was perpetually lost, and even with a map he could never find his way. Usually his appearances were the result of a stroke of luck, and those didn't happen frequently enough. In all of his wandering, he managed to stumble upon the Garden Park. Why, this certainly didn't look like Tokyo? So where was it, and more importantly how would he be able to get back?

[Hamete Strip Mall]

He's lost in a mall, and no one is sure how he even got lost in here in the first place. Nevertheless Ryoga's been wandering back and forth in this mall for the past two hours. Surely someone has noticed that he's maybe just a little lost.

[Everywhere else]

Chances are, if it exists, there's a high chance he's going to wander there by accident. Catch all?

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NOPE, no one noticed. Well lucky for him a familiar face will be crossing his path - she just wanted to get some essential things for the apartment. Whether or not she was able to talk Ranma out of doing the shopping is moot. But she has a bag in her hands, and when she catches sight of the eternally lost boy, she stops short in surprise. "No way that's... Ryoga-kun? Ryoga-kun is that you?"

Good thing he overheard her! Ryoga didn't really believe she was hear with him right now though.

"Oh, Akane. It's been so long. I'm beginning to hear your voice. It's almost as if you're here with me."

Erm...? Akane turned, trotting towards where Ryoga was wandering, "Ryoga-kun.. It is you. I can hardly believe it..!" Helloooo, earth to Ryoga?

Why must his feelings for her torment him like this? It was unbearable?!

"If only you were here right now."

Why is her voice getting louder?

... "Ryoga-kun?" It's like he didn't even see her. This is so strange!

Akane lifted a hand to wave it in front of his eyes.

"Hello, Ryoga-kun?" She even calls his name a bit louder - though how could he not hear her, when she was practically right on top of him! "Are you okay?"

Before he knew it, she was right in front of him. When did this happen?

"A-Akane?! Is that really you?!"

How did this happen?! So this was Japan! He was back in Tokyo, right?

Akane giggled. Ryoga you're so silly!

"Yep, it's really me! When did you get here?"

"Ah--well...I'm not really sure?"

He's been wandering for hours and he hasn't even realized how long it's been.

"Are you here with someone?"

Poor guy. As he asked if she was with someone here, she shook her head with a smile. "No, I came here alone to get some shopping done." And as if that reminded her, she scowled over her shoulder.

"Ranma's here too." Well not HERE, but in Genessia somewhere.

Cursed Ranma. Always cursed Ranma.

Well, since the mentioned Ranma wasn't HERE, maybe he should take advantage of that.

"Do you mind if I join you?"

ALONE TIME WITH AKANE!

Akane smiled brightly at Ryoga. At least HIS company she liked. "Sure, I'd like that!" He was a nice and gentlemanly boy and he's respected her, AND he likes her food. He'd be a perfect fiancee if she liked him that way.

"Come on, I just have a few more things to get." ~~Hyper~~Beam~!

It was like a dream come true. Being able to spend one-on-one time with Akane out in public. Why, he was so excited he could practically faint! He mustn't do that though, not when everything was going so well.

"What sort of things are you getting?"

Exceptionally curious because this wasn't Tokyo.

"Let's see.." She reached into her skirt pocket and drew out a list, "I already did most of the grocery shopping, so I need to pick up some tools - a hammer and some nails, some lightbulbs and candles in case we have a storm."

"That would be in the department store wouldn't it?" So they had to go that way, but oh look, Ryoga was already heading in the wrong direction.

"Right! But -- um Ryoga-kun? It's this way." She almost didn't notice him walking in the other direction until she'd already started walking in the correct direction.

"Oh! Right! I knew that!" He didn't.

Ryoga quickly backpedaled to where Akane was and decided to walk along side her. It was the only way he wouldn't get lost.

And Onward! To the Department store! Smiling as Ryoga joined her, she opted for a little small talk on the way.

"Did Dad send you to look for me?" Since he was Ranma's friend and all. And hers. "They all probably think I eloped with Ranma or something stupid like that." Or they're worried sick with Akane missing.

"I haven't been to Tokyo in awhile." He really wasn't sure.

Ah how could he comfort Akane, it's not like he knew what was going on.

"How long have you been away for?"

"Oh really? Where were you?" She always liked hearing about the different places Ryoga went, after all. Even if he didn't mean to go there. He's so worldly!

"I.. don't know. I guess only a day or two." Not really that big a deal but she knows Kasumi would worry if Akane didn't come home by dinner.

"Sapporo." He thinks. He can't really confirm since his memory before coming here were still hazy.

"Only a couple days?!" That's good. That's very good. It meant Ranma didn't have the chance to get away with anything he would fear over.

"Yeah. It's ..kind of weird. Oh, but Ranma and I are staying nearby. There's an apartment building in the city that you can rent a room at."

"Yo, Ryoga!" came a familiar voice from above; Ranma was perched on the roof of a nearby convenience store, because that was the kind of thing Ranma did (roofs aren't meant for walking!). Blink and you'd miss it, but there was actually a smidge more genuine warmth in the greeting than usual - Ryoga had done him a favor during the whole Moxibustion incident, after all.

It remained to be seen how long Ranma's good feelings would last, though.

"Ranma!" Unlike Ranma, Ryoga had a tone of aggression when calling out his rival's name. You're the last person he wanted to see after all.

"Don't tell me you kidnapped Akane to keep her all for yourself."

Aaaaand there it went. Ranma gave Ryoga a flat look. "Sometimes I wonder what goes on in that head of yours. I really do." He rose from his crouch and hopped down to the pavement with casual grace, his hands thrust into his pockets. As usual it didn't seem to take much more effort than stepping off the curb.

"I ain't kidnapped nothin'. Akane got here the same way I did."

Prooobably not helping your case here, Ranma.

"Is that what you've been telling people here?"

He soooooo doesn't believe that. Being that Ranma was his rival for Akane's affection, why should he believe that Akane came here willingly with him?

"You've got some nerve!"

"You're doin' a pretty good Kuno impression, Ryoga. Cut it out, wouldja? We've all been kidnapped. You, me, Akane. Lots of other people too."

Ranma was starting to get the distinct impression that Ryoga wasn't really listening to what he was saying, though. Somehow that didn't surprise him.

"Don't compare me to him!"

In Ryoga's defense, this was a lot to take in. Of them all, he was probably the most fragile, emotionally. He was built like a rock, but man was his center fluffy and soft.

"What good would kidnapping you do?"

And Ranma loved him for it. Metaphorically, anyway. Ryoga was just too easy to troll!

"That's the part I don't get either. Shouldn't somebody be jumpin' out and yellin' 'prepare to die!' by now?" Pause. "...no offense to present company."

He stared off into the distance, tapping his chin in thought. "Who would want to kidnap me, you, and Akane?"

Ranma has no shame, it was rather repulsive.

"Heh, overlooking your ignorance," not that he was one to talk. "If someone wanted to kill us, it'd be dumb of them to bring us together."

Edited 2014-04-07 00:04 (UTC)

Killua had been sitting outside one of the stores sucking on a sucker and watching as the same guy passed where he was sitting over and over. The first couple of times he didn't even pay any attention but by the fifth he was counting down how long each pass took. By the twentieth he was leaning his forearms on his knees and trying to figure how what the hell the guy was doing.

Finally he called out to him. "Hey bandanna dude, what are you doing?" Maybe it was something interesting. He was kind of bored. If it was interesting maybe he could join in. Or try to trip him or something.

Edited 2014-04-01 04:37 (UTC)

Bandanna dude was a new one. One of many nick names he's obtained over the months. Killua was just lucky that Ryoga actually responded to the new name. The teen paused and pivoted to the...kid. Nothing out of the ordinary here.

"I'm looking for a way out."

Who knew it would be that simple, right?

That look he gives Ryoga is unadulterated 'are you mentally challenged' only a lot more rude because he's thirteen and kind of a dick. Strip malls were by definition a line of stores on the street. Every direction but 'in' was a way out. "Are you blind or something?"

But Killua doesn't understand just how bad his sense of direction really is. Put Ryoga in a maze and he might as well live there. Strip malls were almost the same thing, only the walls were lined with stores. It was a very confusing setting!

"Don't insult me!"

His vision was just fine!

A sigh. "Could you tell which direction is the right one?"

"Well then don't be stupid, I mean there's exit signs and everything and you can see the street from them man."

Was this guy for real?

"Where are you even trying to go anyway?"

Oh yes, Killua, he was for real.

"For your information, I was on my way to Tokyo."

But see how well that worked out? Place him somewhere new, and he even had less of a clue.

"Never heard of it. Anyway, you're not gonna get there now."

Sorry bro. Only not really.

"How do you know?"

Has he even tried?

"Because I can find exit signs and I still can't get out. You seem pretty much hopeless."

This child was so rude!! What was his problem?

"Don't ridicule me! You're stuck in this place too!"

Bridget loved baths. Long ones, preferably in hot water. She'd had enough years using half-frozen streams during military maneuvers to appreciate a hot soak. And since she could keep the water as hot as she wanted for as long as she wanted there wasn't even any need to drain the hot water tank for the others staying in the building.

But just as she was stepping in and reaching for a glass of wine, her head lifted curiously. Someone on her balcony? But she was on the top floor... "If you're coming in, the door isn't locked," Bridget called and pulled on her robe again. Of course the door wasn't locked since it had been wide open ever since the sun had set a little while ago.

Ryoga being lost was nothing new, in fact, it was very normal for him to wind up in places a person wouldn't normally wander into. It was all part of his terrible sense of direction.

So when a poor innocent teen like Ryoga, who is overly modest and bad around exposed women, even informal wear like a robe, he grows flustered.

"AH!" This is not what he wanted, and he wasn't going to come in. "M-my apologies! I didn't mean to intrude on you." The lost boy backpeddled to expand the space between them, but in the midst of his spazzing he accidentally fell off.

Her eyes widened just a little when the poor young man seemed to flail mentally. Young men were so often looking to lose their innocence recklessly it was refreshing to find someone so adorable and polite. Though there did tend to be limits to that and falling off her balcony wasn't the best way to make a good impression.

Bridget almost seemed to disappear as she moved herself out to the balcony just in time to catch his arm in a carefully controlled grip. Of course her sudden movement did make the bottom of her robe flair up a bit. Not enough to actually show anything but a bit close for comfort. "If I minded that much I would have thrown something very sharp and heavy at you, young man."

It was good that he didn't fall. Even if he did, he wouldn't have suffered too poorly. If anything, Ryoga was use to taking a beating; you could say he was built like a rock.

"Thank you!" He was genuinely grateful that she saved him from falling. It was unusual for people to show kindness to him.

Poor rock, she's going to pull him with astonishing force back onto the balcony and then into her main room. It wasn't elaborate in decorations with just a low table, a very comfy couch and easy chair, and a hand-drawn picture of three people. In typical small-apartment style the kitchen wasn't enclosed and could almost be considered the same room. "Sit somewhere if you want, I'll make some tea. And you can captivate me with stories about yourself."

Bridget released him with a smile to soften the order and moved off to do as she'd stated. The fact that she was only in a terrycloth robe didn't seem to register as being blush-worthy.

Well it was rather rude in his culture to turn down hospitality, and Ryoga was even more sensitive about it when it's done by a woman. As much as he wanted to move on and forget this ever happened, he wouldn't dream of being rude to her, not after she showed him as much kindness as she has so far.

"If you insist."

As odd as it was to have this happening, the lost boy paced into her place and found a seat where he believed it was okay to sit. He wasn't entirely sure because this wasn't a traditional Japanese home like he was use to.

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It had to be done...

this is evil!

And somehow I feel no guilt!!

YOU SHOULD BE

LALALA I CAN'T HEAR YOU!

JERK