IMPULSE

            「 ☀ 」It was her job to make sure that no creepy people were lurking about in the theme park. It was mostly to protect the children and teenagers that were so commonly found in the park. Sure, there were parents and boyfriends and girlfriends to protect each other but there were always the occasions when they were alone and she was entrusted with the duty to protect them! Well, sorta anyways. Her job was to sell balloons but … the sound of screeching wheels echoed as the duck costumed worker scooted just slightly closer to the strange person standing in the far corners. He was acting weird. Really weird. Like super weird. Scooch, scooch. Scoooooooooooch. If he didn’t notice the blindingly yellow duck coming closer, he’d notice her now. “Quack, quack.”

          Alarmed optics would search for a new hiding place, though it seemed taking his attention off of the person(?) moving closer to him was a mistake on his behalf. As soon as he reached the conclusion there wasn't anywhere to hide, his gaze returned to find it closing in on him quickly. He'd wipe his palms that were beginning to sweat, along his jeans, and tried to stop trembling hands from shaking quite so much. Turning to run behind whatever was closest, this object being a barrell. The thought had once occurred to him, maybe he's overreacting, though he'd soon disregarded it and told himself that this was the normal answer to this situation. So, he'd keep trying to hide, moving to a new place when she got too close.

           “It’s good to s-see you again, Ali. I missed you.” 

           "I missed you too, Demy. I missed you a lot." He'd murmur, instinctively trying to move himself as close as he could to him. 

You see a baby fruit bat flailing helplessly on the ground, because he can’t fly. Loud squeaks can be heard while he attempts to wiggle out of the way of many falling footsteps, panicked sounds echoing some more.

     "I won't hurt you, I really won't." His voice wasn't too loud, a step above a whisper, if anything. 

           A simple blink of crimson optics, as the male had successfully gotten his attention. Believe it or not, such a thing was quite hard to get. The astronomers’ head tilted, an impulse shooting through his gut to approach. But - such a thing would be strange, now wouldn’t it?

"I wasn’t myself. But I guess that isn’t a good reason, is it." That wasn’t a question. He looked up and uncovered his eyes, giving her a sad smile. "It was a spell of sorts. What you saw was… Well, what I did to you, that state of mind I was in, you got to meet what I was like in the past, Aki. Not the me you know, not who I am now, but… Well, it really was me."

           "You talked about your previous ways before.. You were really that terrible?" It was not an easy thing to believe; she only knew him from the day he'd stumbled into her home, and he'd been extremely kind to her if you excluded that incident. "I can hardly see you acting like that all the time. It doesn't suit the Sable I know. Even if it was in previous days." Not to mention how much she refused to believe it, due to her previous trust in him. 

"Oh, thank goodness," Remi exhaled, grateful for any semblance of help. If he hadn’t been listening though, the boy’s soft voice might have flew right over his head. "I’m trying to get to the closest place to eat. I’m fuckin’ stavin’. Think you could help me find a place?"

          Although there was a relieving sense to the man's reaction, the boy was home to some nervous that wouldn't calm down for anything. It wouldn't be hard to completely miss Seiryuu's speech, as quiet as he was. Still, he'd try to raise his voice to be heard, this time. "Well, there's a f-few places around. What kind of food do you l-like?" He was pretty sure his hands were trembling by now, but Sei only hoped the man wouldn't notice that. 

          Still, he'd start a slow pace to the north of where they were, "So right now, we're towards the south edge of the city, and there's a good lot of convenience stores around here, being that everything's sort of spaced a little farther around here? 'Cause it's the edge, y'know." He'd try explaining, optics glancing back at the man before focusing back on the buildings around them. 

Oh boy he made someone mad. Thats something he hated to do. “Would, but don’t know how…” He explains. Well it was an honest answer. He didn’t know how to hide it. Maybe flattening his ears enough to blend in with his hair and maybe shoving his tail in his pants??? He honestly was just cluelessly standing there trying to figure out how to hide everything.

          Taking a deep breath, he'd run a hand through dark locks. "Listen, just don't let anyone s-see you like that, yeah?" He'd try, calming down now. It was just a momentary frustration, hopefully. Glancing around, it was a lucky thing there weren't that many others around to see such a thing. That wouldn't mean anything good. "It doesn't bother me, but I c-can't say the same thing for o-others." 

          This was why he didn't like to interact with people. What was this kid talking about, again? "Just hide the damn thing, before s-someone sees." It really didn't take much to annoy the boy, anymore, anyway. He used to have a lot more tolerance.