⇨ Log № 001 ₪ [02]

[skyglide]

Who: trecks and somarium.
Where: Residential area.
When: Late morning/Early afternoon.
Style: Either.
Status: Open.

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[No longer at risk of bleeding out or dying of infection thanks to Shizuo, Akito is now properly bandaged, freshly-escaped from the clinic, and enjoying his new, (almost) pain-free freedom by eating a proper meal for the first time since his

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Midget trap, meet other midget trap

[loving_kitten]

[Ritsuka had entered the noodle shop to pick up some quick nabe since Soubi wouldn't be coming over. His ears perked when he saw the other... boy? But didn't say anything as he went near the counter where the boy was sitting. He paused and his ears perked again when he saw the scrubs and... roller blades?]

[skyglide]

[Akito spares only a passing glance when the other boy comes close. He eyes the ears, but is largely disinterested - it's not the strangest thing he's seen before, or the first time he's seen something like that.

He quickly turns his attention back to his bowl of noodles, frowning at the realization that it's empty, and begins to pick at the hospital bracelet left around his wrist while he waits for a refill. It's irritating, and difficult to tear off.]

[loving_kitten]

You'll need scissors for that. [Ritsuka was used to hospital bracelets.]

[skyglide]

[Akito is momentarily startled by the address, though is quick to pause, then bring his wrist down to the blade of his A-T to slice the obnoxious piece of plastic off.]

Thanks.

[...He'll fiddle with the remains while he waits for his food, to keep his hands occupied. It's a good distraction.]

[loving_kitten]

No... problem...... why are your roller blades that sharp?

[skyglide]

Self-defense.

[And, with a new bowl of ramen in front of him, that's all he really has the energy to say about that for the moment.]

[loving_kitten]

[Ritsuka shrugs. He's not one to pry and the other kid didn't want to talk to him. He could understand that at least so he just orders his own food, his tail swishing idly.]

[skyglide]

[Akito is happy enough with the company - he's not a threat, and he doesn't pry. He takes a few bites of noodles before he has to stop, withholding a grimace.]

Ah... Um, do you where the closest bathroom is?

[loving_kitten]

[His ears perk as he looks at Akito and then looks around before gesturing over his shoulder.]

They're over there.

[skyglide]

Ah, thanks!

[Cue one quick dash to the bathroom so that his stomach can revolt. ); Stuffing one's face after recently being stabbed numerous times was not the smartest idea he's ever had. Next time he'll just stick to juice boxes and gelatin.]

[loving_kitten]

[Ritsuka nods a little before he watches Akito run off. He checks the medical bracelet and wonders if he should contact the clinic.]

[skyglide]

[Akito takes his time rinsing his mouth and washing his face - refreshing himself enough that he doesn't look entirely unpresentable when he glides back out, unsteady on his A-T. Sitting back down, he decides to avoid the noodles this time, but at least finish off the broth.]

Thanks. I wasn't expecting it to be so disagreeable!

[loving_kitten]

It's because you just came out of the hospital probably.

[skyglide]

[He shrugs, nods, and thinks that it has more to do with the pain of losing everything he knows than a simple stay in a hospital.]

Mm, I suppose.

[loving_kitten]

You should keep to broths and stay away from any dairy.

[skyglide]

Usually I stick to juice and broth, and avoid milk products and... I guess starchy stuff too, now... [Basically ALL HIS FAVOURITES. Q__Q]