My Make a Story 3

[searchingsoul]

((And in case y'all didn't know, Kate would be me! ))

"Yay! I haven't thought much on what pet to get. But I'm sure gonna see what they have tomorrow!" Kyuui was so excited. "Let's celebrate our pet-to-be with a drink!"

 

[Mankin]

"Heh, well all right then," Shinji replied. He ordered two drinks for Kyuui and him. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that some strange folk had entered the inn. There was one man sitting there garbed in a trench coat. Another woman was trying to make small talk with him. The woman gave Shinji a very uneasy feeling. Her eyes were so wry and piercing, he felt like the woman could read an individual's mind with only the slightest glance.

"I've always liked cats," Shinji said.

 

[searchingsoul]

Kyuui didn't give the other people too much of a thought, other than being a crowd. The bar wasn't all that big, for starters. It could only probably sit 15 or so on its best day. So Kyuui led Shinji to the most deserted part of the bar. "I'm thinking of an animal who could travel well. I'm not entirely sure about a cat. But, I guess we'll just have to see when the time comes."

 

[LuvAslan]

((*waits for JB to post* ))

((It looks a little weird colored, but I suppose things change from wonderful first sketch to finished product. Because I am an amateur.Anyway, yeah, this is Amiko...sorry it's so huge.))

 

[searchingsoul]

((Looks good to me.))

 

[Mankin]

Shinji scratched his chin. "An animal who can travel well eh? Well horses are excellent for travel but I have a feeling you're thinking of a smaller animal. Dogs are okay I guess."

 

[searchingsoul]

"But travel may be hard on a puppy... maybe a more exotic animal? I don't know. We'll just have to see, I guess..." Kyuui puzzled on this. She didn't like to think so much as do. She wanted to just look around the pet shop the next day and see an animal and go 'this is it. This is the one.' That was likely being idealistic, but that's what Kyuui would like to happen.

 

[LuvAslan]

((It has been 17 days since JB has posted. I give him 2 more days until I move on))

 

[meowmix]

// How'd you like a cat for a companion this time ? //

 

[searchingsoul]

((Only if its a "Puss in Boots" kind of character... ))

 

[meowmix]

//Ahaha..; I've been wondering.. What Time period is this story based in ?//

 

[searchingsoul]

((It's unspecified, but at the beginning, it's modern. Now it's questionable... lol! I guess we're kind of in a semi-modern era. It incorporates some old customs and fashions with selective modern comforts.))

 

[LuvAslan]

(puff: Well, JB's deadline to post has passed...))

Amiko sighed. From what little the man had said, she was at least able to conclude that he was within the normal range of "sane" and that he was not, from a mental stand point, a threat to himself or others.
"Nice chatting with you," she told him as she made her way to the exit (having paid for her drink, of course). She paused before reaching the door, for a stranger man had caught her eye. His face was wound in bandages, for whatever reason. He talked casually with a purple-haired woman (unlikely to have harmed the man). Amiko broke her stare and smiled slightly. The man must've had an...interesting past, but he was happy now. Knowing she was no longer needed in the bar, she walked outside, closing the door behind her.
The organization wasn't expecting her back for another couple hours. She knew she was supposed to be on the hunt, er, lookout for unstable citizens, but she had just drank a bit of vodka and it was probably unsafe to council. It wasn't that she had too much, but even a shot of alcohol is enough to loosen her control of her words. As an alternative, she opted for a soothing evening stroll through the city. She would tell the organization that she hadn't been needed, which was true enough.

 

[Mankin]

OOC: I'm going to try to post once per day. Sorry.

"Well there's nothing wrong with an exotic critter. Perhaps a pet cougar? Or a panda! I've always wanted a panda." Shinji scratched his chin.

He looked at Kyuui's hair. His hand reached out to touch it. He then gradually pulled his hand back. "I just now realized that your hair is a different color. It seems...purple. Not that I mind it. I like the color. Hmmm." He scratched his chin some more, clearly perplexed.

 

[searchingsoul]

"What, it's always been this color. You just noticed? Men! They just don't pay attention to this sort of thing, I guess!" Kyuui glanced down at the time, and started. "Holy cow! is that really the time? C'mon, Shinji, we better get to bed, or else we won't be able to get up at a decent hour tomorrow." Kyuui placed her money for her drink down on the table inside the book the waiter had handed them earlier.

 

[Mankin]

Ooc: Actually I had no idea the color of your character.

"Well I'm not the most observative person I know," Shinji joked. "Well I suppose it's best to hit the hay." Kyuui and Shinji went upstairs. However, once Shinji told Kyuui goodnight, he did not go to his own room but instead wandered downstairs and out the inn door. He propped his body against the smooth brick walls of the building.

"Something tells me I won't be able to travel with her much longer," Shinji whispered to himself.

 

[searchingsoul]

Kyuui didn't want to go to bed just yet. Instead, she left her room and looked in the lobby. When she spotted a deck of cards, she exclaimed "Ah ha!" and walked single-mindedly toward it. She grabbed it up and went to find Sakaki. Finding her at the front desk, Kyuui said "Sakakiiiii! I'm bored. I don't want to go to bed yet. Will you play cards with me?" Kyuui put on her best puppy dog face and waited for an answer.

 

[LuvAslan]

(lost:AH! I had a quite long post all written up and when I tried to post? Lost every thing. This may be more of a summary. Also, there are SO many fitting Onion heads.))
Amiko had been wandering around for quite some time. She hadn't been paying much attention to the urban landscape, so she glanced up at her surroundings before she could get herself hopelessly lost. It had felt like she had been going around in circles since she left the park. And so she had been. She had found herself back where she had left off from. From the looks of it, there weren't many people out in the streets. A distance ahead of her she spotted a figure schlumped against the wall of a building. As she drew nearer, she saw that it was the peculiar mummy-faced man she had seen in the bar. Something was different, though. The closer she got, the more it became apparent that he was unhappy and probably needed someone to speak to.
The mild side effects of the vodka were wearing off, so Amiko concluded that it would be safe for her to try. She decided to carefully approach him, neither head on or straight from the side, so as not to startle him. She cleared her throat.
"Ahem, er, pardon me, Sir...I was just out for an evening walk when I noticed that you seemed a little troubled. I know it's none of my business, but perhaps you'd like to talk about it? I heard that sometimes telling your problems to someone unassociated helps. I'm willing to listen, if you're willing to chat..." Amiko told Shinji, shifting her weight as she stood looking him in the eyes with an honest gaze while he processed her offer. It was a long shot, but she hoped he would accept. This didn't feel like part of her job. It felt more like wanting to help a stranger, though that WAS her job. This was her free will. There would be no need to file a report when she returned to the Organization like she had to do with the other patrons.

 

[Mankin]

Sakaki laughed. "All right. We'll play a few rounds." She pulled out a deck and began shuffling them. She looked Kyuui in the eye, "So I see you and Shinji have been having fun. Nice to see that. The last few times I've seen Shinji in the past months, he's been really moody. Ah well. I heard you were planning to get an animal. I would highly suggest a St. Bernard dog. I had one for a while, sweetest type of big dog you'll ever have."

Shinji's head turned towards the woman. He laughed, "Well this is certainly a first. It's rare many strangers take an interest in knowing the troubles of this old mummy." Shinji sighed. "Ah well what's the harm in it. I've been living somewhat carefree for a time, but I fear that time will soon come to an end. I've been traveling with that purple haired woman, Kyuui for a while now. I've had more joy being with her than I have for a long time. Yet, I can't afford to live like this forever. My inner and outer demons have yet to be dealt with. That road is one that I must travel alone, it is too dangerous for me to drag someone along with me." Shinji had little clue why he was telling this woman so much information about him. She seemed relaxed and caring enough to be a reasonable listener though. "So what is your name? I'm Shinji."

 

[LuvAslan]

((Ah! SO sorry for the wait. Somewhere along trying to come up with an ideal response monologue, I sorta forgot. Though, Kate could have posted, too.))

'Well, this is one of the first cities to deploy undercover street psychologists,' Amiko mused, listening intently, taking a casual stance against the wall next to him. When he had concluded with his introduction, she contemplated what he had confided for a moment. She was surprised he gave his name. Not many she walked up to felt that comfortable with strangers, end even less so when disclosing their troubles. In her line of business, names were optional. However, since Shinji introduced himself and asked for hers, she complied. “My name's Amiko. It's pleasure to meet you, Shinji.”

Now to address the problem. She took a deep breath to prepare herself for what she as going to say and buy a few seconds to come up with how to say it. It was not an easy situation. Though, he wasn't asking her what to do. He had that pretty much figured out already. It felt like what he needed was a bit of reassurance.

“I would be a conceited liar if I told you that I know what Kyuui's feelings about this will be. I'm guessing you haven't told her yet. I can't imagine she'd be thrilled to be apart, though. It's possible she'd want to help you despite the danger, but you do have her best interests at heart, even if you'll miss each other. From that perspective, you're doing the right thing. It's only for a little while, isn't it? I bet that, as long as she understands that and you return safely and quickly from conquering your demons, whatever they are, she'll forgive you for leaving. Then you both can, pardon the cheesy cliche, 'live happily ever after'.”

She hadn't been working for the organization terribly long, so she wasn't as certain that's what he needed to hear. All she could do is silently pray that it was right and that disaster wouldn't fall upon their beautiful relationship. As much as she wanted to know how it ended up, there was no way the Organization's ethics code would allow a follow-up meeting, unless it was the client's wish. She gave him a reassuring smile. “At least, that's just my opinion.” she added, leaving it up to him to decide if her words were worth it or not.