second breath ✧ action
[After a few hours of rest, Isamu is feeling a little more energized. Staying in that apartment with Naoki constantly hovering over him wasn't the way he wanted to spend the entire day. The demi-fiend had given him a fair amount of information, but the only way to figure this place out for real was for him to see it on his own - as much as he was despising the idea of going out in public right now.
He slips out the door at the first opportunity, which doesn't come nearly as soon as he'd hoped it would. Naoki had said everything was free, so the first stop is someplace with clothing (because these white pants weren't staying). He doesn't expect to find his own clothes among the selection, though his ring and necklace are mysteriously absent, and he doesn't waste any time changing into his jeans. He procures himself a backpack for the rest of it, choosing a looser button-up top to cover his torso. The fewer questions he has to deal with, the better.
...And now for food, because he can't help himself. You may now find a hungry pseudo-fiend wandering the aisles of your local grocers.]
((A more interactive post! Otherwise I wouldn't post another so soon.))
He slips out the door at the first opportunity, which doesn't come nearly as soon as he'd hoped it would. Naoki had said everything was free, so the first stop is someplace with clothing (because these white pants weren't staying). He doesn't expect to find his own clothes among the selection, though his ring and necklace are mysteriously absent, and he doesn't waste any time changing into his jeans. He procures himself a backpack for the rest of it, choosing a looser button-up top to cover his torso. The fewer questions he has to deal with, the better.
...And now for food, because he can't help himself. You may now find a hungry pseudo-fiend wandering the aisles of your local grocers.]
((A more interactive post! Otherwise I wouldn't post another so soon.))