cute sushi lunches.
Who: Heiwajima Shizuo and Orihara Izaya; Amalthea; Maya Fey (OPEN)
When: December 20th (daytime)
Where: Wandering around Sector 4
Summary: Shizuo caught the news about a new sushi restaurant and is now on a mission to find it. Plus, getting a lay of the land might be good.
Warnings: Should be pretty tame so long as he doesn't get pissed off.
After his first day in this place, the following ones had passed calmly enough, and Shizuo didn't know if that was good or bad. Back home, tossing someone who annoyed him into a fence and then having a face-off with the flea was normal. It was the peacefulness that seemed strange. Part of him wanted to complain, but the other part knew that he didn't belong here.
Still, he'd heard rumors; that time didn't pass back home, that there was no way to get back except by pure chance. Not having any control over his own life annoyed him, but with nothing to take that frustration out on (except for maybe Izaya, but he hadn't seen or heard anything from the pest since that first night), he'd been left at a loss.
Shinra was here, which made him wonder if other people he knew were bound to follow. Still, it was the doctor and the flea who'd always ended up following him, so that was really all he could assume, as annoying as it was.
This place was far from perfect. There were monsters who haunted the place at night, for one thing. Shizuo had made sure to watch from a distance after that first time, but he still heard them through his barred window. His apartment room was up ten flights of stairs, he didn't have very good heating, especially with the crappy weather, and he couldn't smoke inside. (He'd almost strangled the landlord when he'd heard that, but rules were rules.)
Worst of all, he really wasn't used to doing so much talking over his phone, but the messages and videos and voice messages just kept coming in. Sometimes he just turned his phone off and ignored them, but he was slowly getting the hang of using it -- which was how he'd ended up finding out there there was a sushi restaurant somewhere in the city.
Shizuo had done his fair share of wandering during the few days that he'd been here, but he still didn't know how to get around. But if there was one thing he'd learned in Tokyo, it was that the best way to learn a city was on foot -- which was why he decided to head out that day. As always, he had a cigarette in his mouth and his hands in his pockets as he walked, keeping an eye out for any signs that would point him toward Sector 6.
When: December 20th (daytime)
Where: Wandering around Sector 4
Summary: Shizuo caught the news about a new sushi restaurant and is now on a mission to find it. Plus, getting a lay of the land might be good.
Warnings: Should be pretty tame so long as he doesn't get pissed off.
After his first day in this place, the following ones had passed calmly enough, and Shizuo didn't know if that was good or bad. Back home, tossing someone who annoyed him into a fence and then having a face-off with the flea was normal. It was the peacefulness that seemed strange. Part of him wanted to complain, but the other part knew that he didn't belong here.
Still, he'd heard rumors; that time didn't pass back home, that there was no way to get back except by pure chance. Not having any control over his own life annoyed him, but with nothing to take that frustration out on (except for maybe Izaya, but he hadn't seen or heard anything from the pest since that first night), he'd been left at a loss.
Shinra was here, which made him wonder if other people he knew were bound to follow. Still, it was the doctor and the flea who'd always ended up following him, so that was really all he could assume, as annoying as it was.
This place was far from perfect. There were monsters who haunted the place at night, for one thing. Shizuo had made sure to watch from a distance after that first time, but he still heard them through his barred window. His apartment room was up ten flights of stairs, he didn't have very good heating, especially with the crappy weather, and he couldn't smoke inside. (He'd almost strangled the landlord when he'd heard that, but rules were rules.)
Worst of all, he really wasn't used to doing so much talking over his phone, but the messages and videos and voice messages just kept coming in. Sometimes he just turned his phone off and ignored them, but he was slowly getting the hang of using it -- which was how he'd ended up finding out there there was a sushi restaurant somewhere in the city.
Shizuo had done his fair share of wandering during the few days that he'd been here, but he still didn't know how to get around. But if there was one thing he'd learned in Tokyo, it was that the best way to learn a city was on foot -- which was why he decided to head out that day. As always, he had a cigarette in his mouth and his hands in his pockets as he walked, keeping an eye out for any signs that would point him toward Sector 6.