A Walk Along the... er. Outskirts of Town Smelling Faintly of Livestock? [CLOSED]
Characters: Neku H. (hedgephones) & Heihachi Hayashida (smiling_samurai)
Content: Neku likes to take long walks. By himself. Heihachi likes to be a nuisance? (If meme interaction is any indication.)
Setting: Colvus, edge of the residential and commercial districts
Time: Backdated to when the Way and the 4423 were in Colvus? ;; Late afternoon to early evening because Neku is like that.
Warnings: Er. Failtastic shota and samurai shenanigans go!
Colvus. It wasn't nearly the biggest city Neku'd ever seen--not even close, since he'd been over to the Ivonian side of things on some of the airships he'd taken a post in, and those guys knew their cities (or would you say they knew how to pack sardines in a can?--either way).
But Vohemar had its own quirks. Not many cities were built directly over the course of a river, although considering the nature of Colvus, it made perfect sense. Farmers, water... It wasn't very novel by now, since he tended to take daily trips into the city center to get away from the overbearing peopleness on the Winding Way (kind of ironic running from one populated place to another, but it made a difference when the crowd swallowed rather than swept you along).
And besides, he liked the bustle of the city, liked to lose himself in it, just one more face that wouldn't attract attention but nevertheless contributed something to the overall picture. Neku couldn't stand individual people, but since they were there, he liked to watch them and see them interact and clash with each other from a distance--headphones safely over his ears so that he only had to look at the images. (And maybe sometime he'd try putting it down on paper, or a wall, or... something. It wasn't really an impulse he thought about--it was more on the level of whim.)
It was a good routine in small doses, and he could do what he pleased in his spare time. Normally, he'd windowshop a little, smiling faintly at flashes of a familiar pattern in a display here or there--eat something, maybe, and then head back.
Yeah, it was a good way to unwind away from the ship where he had to--of all things--deal with people who expected what they wanted from him.
Content: Neku likes to take long walks. By himself. Heihachi likes to be a nuisance? (If meme interaction is any indication.)
Setting: Colvus, edge of the residential and commercial districts
Time: Backdated to when the Way and the 4423 were in Colvus? ;; Late afternoon to early evening because Neku is like that.
Warnings: Er. Failtastic shota and samurai shenanigans go!
Colvus. It wasn't nearly the biggest city Neku'd ever seen--not even close, since he'd been over to the Ivonian side of things on some of the airships he'd taken a post in, and those guys knew their cities (or would you say they knew how to pack sardines in a can?--either way).
But Vohemar had its own quirks. Not many cities were built directly over the course of a river, although considering the nature of Colvus, it made perfect sense. Farmers, water... It wasn't very novel by now, since he tended to take daily trips into the city center to get away from the overbearing peopleness on the Winding Way (kind of ironic running from one populated place to another, but it made a difference when the crowd swallowed rather than swept you along).
And besides, he liked the bustle of the city, liked to lose himself in it, just one more face that wouldn't attract attention but nevertheless contributed something to the overall picture. Neku couldn't stand individual people, but since they were there, he liked to watch them and see them interact and clash with each other from a distance--headphones safely over his ears so that he only had to look at the images. (And maybe sometime he'd try putting it down on paper, or a wall, or... something. It wasn't really an impulse he thought about--it was more on the level of whim.)
It was a good routine in small doses, and he could do what he pleased in his spare time. Normally, he'd windowshop a little, smiling faintly at flashes of a familiar pattern in a display here or there--eat something, maybe, and then head back.
Yeah, it was a good way to unwind away from the ship where he had to--of all things--deal with people who expected what they wanted from him.