Who:
hemic & you
When: Friday 13th, evening.
Where: Sector 4, some little quaint TEA HOUSE.
Summary: Itachi is chilling AND THERE ARE BLACK CATS EVERYWHERE thanks Sirius you're a real pal.
Warnings: moe.
[ Already Itachi had settled within the environment that was to be addressed as his new home. His own dislike and displeasure stemmed from the fact that it was not unlike his last experience that was under similar circumstances, that his own return to where he was originally from was further out of reach.
For several days he had found himself in the port, and for those hours he had found himself piqued by the words that displayed on the communicator - observing and analysing the affects as well as the exposed affairs of individuals that were under the same situation as him. The only difference remaining it to be that their stay had prolonged to a longer stay.
Limbs lacking their usual taut tightness that he felt when he arrived here, and his expression loosened their wariness into a apathetic state of calmness as he found himself wandering throughout sector four, in search of a small tea-house that were one of many of his simplistic pleasures --
-- The cats, on the other hand...
The moment he had left his apartment that evening he had felt the velvet fur of cats that pressed against his legs. More than half a dozen mewling at him and rolling beneath him, clawing outstretching as though to experience a unhidden ecstasy. Itachi quirked a brow at the unusual display that caused him to receive glances from the natives of the city as he made his way down to the main street.
Languid steps and red orbs glancing at the small establishments until he found a scent rich with herbs and green tea, the aroma was welcoming enough for him to step inside and sit down at a table. The cats that continued to follow him, hooking onto his clothing were of a lesser concern to him than one might have imagined. ]