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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[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.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[Oooookay, that was the wrong move. he takes the hashed browns back and then looks to the tray. It'd just be easier if he just took that, right?

He holds his free hand out for the tray.]

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[There seems to be a release of a heavy burden on the both of them as the tray is taken.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

Oh, is that what you wanted me to do? I'm sorry. I'm not used to taking food from strangers who...show up in my bed.

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[Yet he's still not moving.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

...

[And back to the creepy vibes.]

Is there something else you needed?

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[Only for you to look away, if only for a brief moment.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[YEAH, THAT'S CREEPY. THANKS FOR THE NIGHTMARES TONIGHT. DDD8]

....

[He steps aside and motions to the door, still watching the King]

I don't want to keep you.

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[No one can keep the King, for he is unknowable. But he still won't move.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

Ah...Well...I suppose I should put this down somewhere so I can eat...

[He turns away to set it on the table by the door.]

[wakewiththeking.livejournal.com]

[The King is gone, without a trace, with no evidence he was ever there save for the mental scarring and a delicious breakfast.]

[ahappylie.livejournal.com]

[KAJD:A:JDAKJD:AJDKA WTF]

....

[Souji is so never touching that breakfast now.

..okay, maybe the french toast and orange juice.]