o17 [Fourth Wall Event] [Voice / Action]

[ahappylie]

[Okita's been in bed for awhile, but he's feeling better now. He's also got his head stuck out the window of his room, looking down at all the new people milling about. He reaches over and opens his journal, surprised to hear so many voices coming out of it, but decides to add his own anyway.]

It sounds like there's some sort of party going on down there with all these new people about. Are they New Feathers? Or something else?

Well, if you are New Feathers and can hear me, feel free to come by the Welcome Center in town. Martel-san? Sasarai-san? I'll be down shortly to help you with this influx.

[And he'll be walking from Community Building 4 toward the Welcome Center if anyone wants to bug him.]

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[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[If and when you go back home, someone is waiting in your bed.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[OH GOD, HE IS NEVER GOING HOME. D8 THE KING GIVES ME NIGHTMARES. SERIOUSLY. ...ilu for playing him. ;;]

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[Enjoy sleeping elsewhere?]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[Why is he so scary. ;A; Eventually Souji will come back, probably to drop something off in his room randomly idk, making an excuse.

He walks in and drops his journal, staring at the person in his bed. In the next moment he has the wooden practice sword in his hands, glaring at the stranger.]

Who are you? What are you doing here?

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[The King is just waiting there in his bed. On his lap is a tray with delicious Burger King breakfast items, including freshly brewed coffee and delicious orange juice.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

.....
[He stares at the food and then at the King and moves aside.]
Um...eating in bed is a good way to get indigestion. Perhaps we should move into the living room?

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[For once the King is responsive, but not in the way you'd like. He scoots over to make room.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

............................

I don't think the bed holds more than one.

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[Very well. The King stands and comes closer and closer to you. What's personal space anyways?]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[And the wooden practice sword is turned toward him, held out at chest level to hopefully stop him from coming any closer.]

Who are you?

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[He's just a King with a tray full of delicious food. Won't you try some?]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[STRANGER DANGER]

...Really, let's go out into the living room, shall we?

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[The King will go no further.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

...You don't talk much do you.

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[There are no words. Only delicious calorie-filled food.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[After watching the King for a moment, he reaches out and takes the orange juice, not knowing what coffee is.]

...thank you?

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[You must take the whole tray. The King insists.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[Okita doesn't quite get it and takes one of the boxes of french toast dips, looking at him quizzically.]

I really don't eat much this early. You don't want any?

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[You're not quite there yet. The entire tray remains firmly in the King's grip.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[BAW, he is so confused now.]

...do you want me to eat it all?

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[If the King could smile, he would. But he can't. Have some more of that frozen expression.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[He reaches out and takes a thing of hashed browns and looks back at the King]

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[There's not even the slightest of change.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[This is creepy. He puts the hashed browns back and gauges the King's reaction]

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[The expression remains the same. But if you could feel the tension in the air, it just got thicker.]