it's that time again [OPEN]

[callmeyork]

Characters: Francis York Morgan [callmeyork] and YOU!!

Setting/Location: Streamdrab, and possibly trolling around the Caravan, too.

Date & Time: Day 10, back-dated to mid-morning. Before the new arrivals make it out of the forest, at the very least.

Warnings: NONE.

Summary: York, now knowing that Zach is nearby, tries to acquire some coffee for the both of

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[killedurparents]

Haruki had taken to wandering through the abandoned town but for a different reason than York. Born partly from a morbid sort of curiosity and partly from a sense of deja vu, he had moved from building to building searching for clues... Or maybe he was looking for the reason why they left in the first place?

It wasn't like it could kill him, after all.

Since there wasn't much else to do other than walk around a) this town, b) the Caravan or c) head out into the forest, Haruki wasn't surprised when, upon exiting the small house he had been snooping around in walking in, he noticed another making their way through the city. There was a bit of hesitation before he made his way over to where York was.

"Do you need help looking for something?"

[callmeyork]

York probably should have been paying more attention when they arrived in Streamdrab, as upon first look, he could tell almost instantly it was abandoned. Huh. Well, that wouldn't do, would it? Unless he could find a bag of coffee to make himself--which would have been tedious--it looked as though his search was going to be fruitless.

Sighing deeply, York was on the verge of contacting Zach when he was interrupted, not that he really minded. Looking over his shoulder, he gave a quizzical look before relaxing.

"Oh. Hello there," He started, before turning to face the other man. "Yes, you could say that. I'm on something of a quest. But... I don't think I'll be very successful here."

[killedurparents]

"A quest?" he laughed softly. It sounded like something Kazuki would have said; making his life sound like a video game seemed to be something the other teen enjoyed doing far too much sometimes. Still, if it was a reasonable request, it shouldn't be too hard to find... right?

"What were you looking for? Perhaps I can lend a hand?" and perhaps they could find some clue as to why this place was so recently abandoned.

[callmeyork]

"That's correct," York replied easily, lifting a hand up, finger raised to a point upwards. He had a smile on his face as well, seemingly unfazed by the other man's laugh, as quiet as it was. It took a lot to bother York, after all.

"I'm hoping to procure some coffee, but I probably should have been paying more attention as we stopped here. I had no idea the town was deserted." He gave a look around, fishing in his pocket for his cigarettes. Placing one to his lips, the lighter soon followed. He lit up, taking a long drag. "I usually prefer to work alone, but I think in an instant like this, more eyes would be better. If I could just get your name, we can begin."