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Characters: Joshua and Sanae Hanekoma.
Content: Joshua and Sanae have a chat and a cup of joe.
Setting: WildKat cafe.
Warnings: Huge, massive, epic spoilers for wewy. Up the yazoo and from the get-go. Potential violence should Minamimoto turn up.
Joshua took quite a while in making his way to WildKat. Really, nothing less could have been expected. Rather relieved to be frank that the Sanae that appeared to have opened up here was his Sanae and not simply an alternate that the shiny winged folk seemed to have as an insurance policy on their continued existence (and something that he was rather guilty of having as part of why he was so very damned hard to kill.) He still would not rush over there on one of the ridiculous carriages that lined the streets. Really, as classy as it looked to ride in one, he wasn't relishing the idea of any sort of driver / passenger communication that was part and parcel of riding that way. And the public transportation? ew. Perhaps it wouldn't be worth describing his attitude to getting on board a cramped train underground and sweating with all the rest down there. Not his style. Definately not.
Leisurely stroll it was. Within perhaps 45 minutes to an hour and a half wrapped in a world with so many things to do back home and not enough time, Joshua found himself at the enterance to the cafe. And without ceremony, he walked in -- moving a seat practically to the counter as he walked, positioning it there and flopping on it without any circumstance, resting his chin on his hands as he had all that time ago -- when he was still a human which was very bored with life, dropping in almost every day to converse with this barista. The man that seemed to have all of the answers in his back pocket back then. He resisted the urge to laugh to himself, Nothing had changed in that regard. Absolutely nothing. He still had all manner of questions that needed to be raised, the most important of which of course being Shibuya.
Content: Joshua and Sanae have a chat and a cup of joe.
Setting: WildKat cafe.
Warnings: Huge, massive, epic spoilers for wewy. Up the yazoo and from the get-go. Potential violence should Minamimoto turn up.
Joshua took quite a while in making his way to WildKat. Really, nothing less could have been expected. Rather relieved to be frank that the Sanae that appeared to have opened up here was his Sanae and not simply an alternate that the shiny winged folk seemed to have as an insurance policy on their continued existence (and something that he was rather guilty of having as part of why he was so very damned hard to kill.) He still would not rush over there on one of the ridiculous carriages that lined the streets. Really, as classy as it looked to ride in one, he wasn't relishing the idea of any sort of driver / passenger communication that was part and parcel of riding that way. And the public transportation? ew. Perhaps it wouldn't be worth describing his attitude to getting on board a cramped train underground and sweating with all the rest down there. Not his style. Definately not.
Leisurely stroll it was. Within perhaps 45 minutes to an hour and a half wrapped in a world with so many things to do back home and not enough time, Joshua found himself at the enterance to the cafe. And without ceremony, he walked in -- moving a seat practically to the counter as he walked, positioning it there and flopping on it without any circumstance, resting his chin on his hands as he had all that time ago -- when he was still a human which was very bored with life, dropping in almost every day to converse with this barista. The man that seemed to have all of the answers in his back pocket back then. He resisted the urge to laugh to himself, Nothing had changed in that regard. Absolutely nothing. He still had all manner of questions that needed to be raised, the most important of which of course being Shibuya.