The Wanderer [Open]

[fuhenteki]

Characters: Kambei Shimada & Whoever else he accidentally meets with.
Content: Feeling a tad under the weather, Kambei decides to spend his day outside in town.
Setting: Bydan
Time: Afternoon-ish
Warnings: PG Or, so I hope…

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[theschmotone]

Dimo was out for a bit of a walk himself. It was nice to get out and stretch his legs, and to enjoy exploring the town and the surrounding woods. He'd been out for a couple of hours already, and was just heading back into the town from being in the forest for most of that time. Seeing Kambei strolling along ahead of him, he decided to greet the stern-looking samurai.

Walking up nonchalantly to Kambei's side, Dimo nodded a greeting to him. "Nize out today, eh? Goot time for a valk."

[fuhenteki]

Not surprised to see a fellow crew mate out here and exploring the town, the samurai gave Dimo a slight nod of acknowledgment once he fell into stride beside him. "Yes, perhaps nicer than the other days so far." Kambei replied with a faint smile.

Trying his best to keep his coughs at bay, the samurai was quick to shift the conversation over towards the seaman. Kambei was mildly curious to hear what Dimo and the others are up to, especially after meeting Jenka a while ago in Berum. The Jägers must have been bored of Bydan already; this small town is much quieter and less rowdy than the capital.

“Dimo, I trust you have been enjoying your stay here.”

[theschmotone]

From the raspy note to his voice, it was obvious to Dimo that Kambei had some sort of sore throat. He didn't remember the samurai sounding like that before, so it must be something relatively recent. Hopefully, something that Mamma's medicines and/or threats of what she would inflict upon him if he didn't get well could fix.

Dimo glanced around at the buildings on either side of the street, smiled a little himself, and nodded, his hands in the pockets of his knee-length brown vest. "I iz glad dot zometing vent right for de ship for vonce," he said, "und iz nize to have a long break und to unvind. Bydan reminds me a little of vhere I grew up. Schtill, it vill be even better to be back up in de air, vith a new job to do."

late tags sucks, sorry!

[fuhenteki]

Now if Dimo wasn’t already immortal would have to fear the samurai’s wrath if he was to tell Mamma Gkika of his cold. The last thing he wanted was to be the guinea pig to one of Gkika’s elaborate potions. Just because he managed to survive the last dosage of toxin that fiendish woman tossed at him, doesn’t mean he is about to trust Gkika with his health.

Paranoid? No, just wiser than the next man…

“Already so anxious to fly again, Dimo?” Kambei asked with a faint chuckle that ended up becoming a few haggard coughs.

[goromical]

It had been a long time since Gorobei was last in Bydan, and the city had changed quite a bit in his absence. Still, Gorobei knew some of the best ways to have fun in his second "hometown" that he would still be able to utilize no matter how much the town changed. It was lucky for Kambei that Gorobei had found him. Kambei could always use a bit of fun.

"Kambei! You're just in time!" Now Gorobei was running towards his friend, the bag on his back flapping around, but not spilling anything. "You're in for a treat."

Once he caught up to Kambei, he immediately asked, "What's your favorite color?"

[fuhenteki]

A deep sigh almost escaped his lips once he heard the familiar voice. He honestly doubts he is well enough to deal with any of Gorobei’s shenanigans but it was good to see his fellow samurai in such high spirits. The last few perils the crew of the 4423 has left an exasperated look upon most of the pirates. It seems that vacationing in Bydan for this short time has done wonders for most of them.

“My favorite color?” Kambei raised his eyebrow at Gorobei’s question. “Why do you ask?”

[goromical]

He was right. Kambei actually did look a bit tired, which was surprising. Kambei was good at hiding any signs of exhaustion, that Gorobei could actually pick up on them meant his friend was in need of a good break.

"It's a surprise, Kambei." Gorobei smiled and chuckled lightheartedly. "I promise it's nothing that will be physically taxing."

As he is accustomed to doing, Gorobei threw an arm around Kambei's shoulder and tried to pull the other man along. "Let's get going. We've got to get you some supplies."

[fuhenteki]

A surprise? Uh oh…

Kambei didn’t like the sound of that at all. He was one-hundred and twenty percent sure that this supposed ‘surprise’ that Gorobei has for him is all apart of some intricate ruse. How could it not be considering that his fellow samurai has such a fondness for jokes? Kambei knew it was wrong of him to think of Gorobei’s jovial nature as something slightly wicked and impish, but there is some truth to that logic.

“Supplies?” He asked as he glanced at the all too happy Katayama with a vaguely exasperated stare. Just what is this man planning? “Supplies for what? Gorobei, I do not think we need anymore supplies for the ship.”

[causink_trouble]

The lightning gathering mission made Jenka feel more restless, if anything. Her team's net burned out early, and she really didn't get as much fun out of it as she could have. Unlike Dimo, she thought with envy. Those were some very nice scars.

The Jäger was very tempted to cause some trouble now that they were docked, but the whole crew was still supposed to be on their best behavior. So, once again, she was sitting on a wall near a busy street and watching the crowd, hoping for something interesting to happen. She may have agreed not to start any disturbances, but she was certainly going to jump in if she saw one. Unfortunately, Bydan was a boring town. The samurai walking down the street was the most interesting person she'd seen in the last half hour.

"Kambei." She half-smiled, raising her hand in greeting.