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Damn stair of flights was taking quite a while to climb. Ricardo, the mysterious tourist, and wandering soul, was now in one of those situations he would rather not be. He struggled to remember how to proceed from now on. What was he even doing here? It had been a passing whim, a fancy that struck his sadness apart, a fleeting sensation of casting away what had hurt so deep and travel half the world across in order to forget. He had picked Japan. A foreign, mysterious place.
...And he had lost his wallet on first day. And probably on top of a building, since after having some sake and some kind of noodley-like soup with foodstuff with it (he had forgotten how was it called), had braved enough courage to climb up and oversee the Imaginary District. The first thing he learnt was that A- He wasn't Batman and B- Heights were dangerous and drafty. And he had dropped his phone and wallet inbetween the miscellaneous posturing and viewing earlier. Granted, the district had its charm. And then the weirdos. Youkai too. Well, he was in a sense a weirdo, but still!
Well, he was in the top now, so he might just walk his way around the rooftops and try to find his wallet and phone, hoping that no one pilfered it. Because he'd have to sleep outside the street, and while most of these not-quite-humans were peaceful... rain, wind and cold would still SUCK. He tried his best to be aware of his surroundings, although the fixation with his missing belongings made him tunnel vision a little.
"Nope, just more roofs, some crud, some chewing gum, someone's cute widdle feet, a pair of sexy legs...curious, some cat furball, a dead rat...eww.. Now where's that wallet?"
It was then that something clicked on his mind. Two widdle feet plus two sexy legs equalled four lower limbs. Which meant two seemingly female people, which meant...
"WAAH!" He jolted upon the realization, and flailing and fumbling, tilted over the rooftop, not falling in the very last second thanks to some dumb luck. "Wow, I almost died there, um." He pondered, trying to stand tall at his 6' but failing miserably as he crumpled like wet people.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to... I...wallet..." He pieced together as his speech devolved soon into an incoherent mess. "Wagahaba..." Nevertheless, the newcomer ruffled his hands in his pockets and breathed deep.
"This is so awkward. Sorry. I'll...leave you both be. Um. Whatever you are?." He said, having no idea of what they were the other two people. He didn't have enough courage to look at them to the face, anyway.
@Jedly@Ennui
Damn stair of flights was taking quite a while to climb. Ricardo, the mysterious tourist, and wandering soul, was now in one of those situations he would rather not be. He struggled to remember how to proceed from now on. What was he even doing here? It had been a passing whim, a fancy that struck his sadness apart, a fleeting sensation of casting away what had hurt so deep and travel half the world across in order to forget. He had picked Japan. A foreign, mysterious place.
...And he had lost his wallet on first day. And probably on top of a building, since after having some sake and some kind of noodley-like soup with foodstuff with it (he had forgotten how was it called), had braved enough courage to climb up and oversee the Imaginary District. The first thing he learnt was that A- He wasn't Batman and B- Heights were dangerous and drafty. And he had dropped his phone and wallet inbetween the miscellaneous posturing and viewing earlier. Granted, the district had its charm. And then the weirdos. Youkai too. Well, he was in a sense a weirdo, but still!
Well, he was in the top now, so he might just walk his way around the rooftops and try to find his wallet and phone, hoping that no one pilfered it. Because he'd have to sleep outside the street, and while most of these not-quite-humans were peaceful... rain, wind and cold would still SUCK. He tried his best to be aware of his surroundings, although the fixation with his missing belongings made him tunnel vision a little.
"Nope, just more roofs, some crud, some chewing gum, someone's cute widdle feet, a pair of sexy legs...curious, some cat furball, a dead rat...eww.. Now where's that wallet?"
It was then that something clicked on his mind. Two widdle feet plus two sexy legs equalled four lower limbs. Which meant two seemingly female people, which meant...
"WAAH!" He jolted upon the realization, and flailing and fumbling, tilted over the rooftop, not falling in the very last second thanks to some dumb luck. "Wow, I almost died there, um." He pondered, trying to stand tall at his 6' but failing miserably as he crumpled like wet people.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to... I...wallet..." He pieced together as his speech devolved soon into an incoherent mess. "Wagahaba..." Nevertheless, the newcomer ruffled his hands in his pockets and breathed deep.
"This is so awkward. Sorry. I'll...leave you both be. Um. Whatever you are?." He said, having no idea of what they were the other two people. He didn't have enough courage to look at them to the face, anyway.
@Jedly@Ennui
