kingdom of naps

               ( IT )   ♛`almost seemed like a sin of how peaceful this park was and how happy everyone seemed as well. A scene he wished he could gaze upon all the time as this was the kind of peace he wished to have. Those who could be content in a place like this without any worry. Something he wished he could do, but his mind couldn’t stay focused enough to try. The idea of reading a book in the park seemed relaxing enough, but it seemed impossible at this rate. Call him crazy, but he was finding himself missing having so much work to do all the time. Just a little bit.

         A snap noise would be made as his book would close and rest in his lap. Yes, it wasn’t even worth the hassle to pretend he was reading it’s contents. Too many things were drifting in his mind, such as his encounter with Ferris. Perhaps if she was angry with him, did that mean the other friend of their party would be upset with him as well? Would Ryner yell at him just as Ferris did? He wondered.

         It was almost as if the Gods would taunt him as lo and behold, speak of the devil and he shall arrive. With the yawn and the paper falling off his face a little, he could almost tell immediately. The king would squint a little bit to try and make definite sure it was him, but with the turn of his body so that he wouldn’t face him told him enough. Of course he was trying to sleep outside too, he shouldn’t be surprised.

         Shuffling his feet forward he’d stand up and walk over to the brunette while leaning over him a little. ❝ Not even a hello? That’s awfully hurtful Ryner. ❞

               ❝ Or perhaps are you mad with me? Ignoring me doesn’t make things better you know? ❞

Great.

As much as he would have liked to be better prepared for this... Actually, it was questionable as to how much he would prepare. He’d have to take into consideration the fact that Sion had tried to kill him during one of their last encounters before anything else. Maybe that didn’t get to him as much as it should have-- What did get to him was Ferris’ crying face. But even that.. Despite all of that?

He’d still wanted to save Sion.

But this meeting? It was way too early! And in a place like this? And the Sion before him seemed... A little different compared to the Sion that had him locked away. Still the same Sion but also not? Who cares! Ryner was trying to ignore him anyway. It was easy enough to say that Ryner’s feelings might be feeling a little conflicted!

He crumpled the newspaper in an attempt to drone out the other’s voice, curling his body with an exaggerated groan. ❝Aaaaah?! Why’d it have to be you? Here?! Now--?!❞ Ryner sat up then, offering a frown before rubbing the back of his head. ❝Hmph.. Who’s mad? Not me.❞ Rather, he’d been hoping for a bit more peace before he would let his mind settle into this new and possibly terrifying reality! Something he probably couldn’t have in the presence of this king anyway. Ryner didn’t even look at Sion until he finally just gave up and leaned back against the bench.

    Just why was he here exactly?  Would the animators get sued for copyright? So many questions to ask, yet none would be answered. This was Hive City after all, nothing ever made sense.

 The samurai came here on a mission. A mission for a sweet parfait that was at a low low price of $1. Who knew he could get this treat for dirt cheap!? Gintoki was excited, though his face showed otherwise, the man held his coin purse tightly, ready to walk up to the counter and dump all one hundred pennies. But obstacles stood in his way, what kind of shonen hero would he be if he didn’t have challenges.

  ❝…..Oi❞  his voice starts off quiet, features darkening when the stranger cut in front. It took him 3 hours to find all these pennies within the sofas and wishing fountains, sweat and tears were shed for this mighty effort. ❝OI! pay for my damn parfait if you’re gonna be a cutter!❞ gintoki raises his voice and points, his other hand holding onto the coin bag tightly. ❝Don’t be the H*mburgerler, dammit!❞ keep those mcnuggies away.  ❝Ma’am, he’s also going to take one…no. TWO parfaits.❞ Now he squeezes himself next to the man, hands slammed on the counter. The coins rattle against the counter, no one was gonna cut this dumbass.

❝Ah--?❞

Now here we have it. One innocent cashier versus two guys being dudes.

Ryner’s eyes met the other’s scary gaze and his own eyes narrowed a bit. He did realize his mistake! Honest! Just as he was about to apologize or do whatever it was he was going to do-- This guy! ❝Oi, oi!❞ It was all happening so fast. Soon enough this guy was attached at the hip and Ryner was sure as hell shoving back!

❝Ah?! What are you saying? That’s impossible! Absolutely impossible.❞

Slamming his own hand onto the counter, Ryner shook his head furiously. ❝Listen! I didn’t mean to take your place in line-- But what kind of money do you think I have?!❞ Then he noticed it.. The two parfaits appearing on his order!? ❝No! Take those off! Take ‘em off! Look, see? This is all the money I have!❞ It was enough for maybe one parfait on top of his meal of happiness.

With one hand showing the handful of small change and a couple crumpled bills, the other soon slapped against the other’s cheek in an attempt to shove him back a bit more.

@lutelu

If there was ever a time that the jingling of her own bell got annoying, it was when she was trying to move around from place to place for a reason. Normally it wouldn’t be a bother with the scarf muffling it, but with temperatures being at an odd movement of up and down- wearing it was a pain. So it pretty much sounded a lot like this

Jump. Jingle. Walk. Jingle. Run. Run. Run. Jingle(x3)  Stop…….jingle. 

“Ahhh damn it has it always been this annoying?!” Riku shouted, which only made even more noise and the entire combination was enough to wake anyone within the surrounding area.

This place had to be a dream of some kind, right? So he’d keep sleeping.. Lazing around as he had before the antics with his two closest people. If this was a dream he had to wake up properly at some point, right? Ryner’s thoughts through the days had eventually lead to him confirming that if this was anything it was a dream. Not a nightmare... He had his share of those and this? This was nothing.

The temporary peace was soon disrupted... First by some jingling sounds which initially made Ryner stir from his light slumber. It was kind of hard to sleep in Hive City all willy nilly, you know? And this made it harder. He was almost able to fall back asleep until the other shouted so suddenly.

❝Gah--!? O-Oi...❞

There he is.. Ryner Lute. Awoken from his slumber and sitting up for a stretch.

The call of the big, yellow M was universal in some cases. The loud growl from his stomach was the first sign that he should get a meal and he just happened to stumble into this place. Fast food?.. Seemed promising. With the little amount of money he had and the Value Picks menu, it all seemed like it would work out for him. 

❝I’ll get aahh.. Happy Meal?❞

That seemed like a good choice too? The chicken nuggets.. Some fries.. And a cola? All of it foreign but he couldn’t complain. He definitely had to figure out a money situation at least. 

However, while apparently deep in thought, it seemed that Ryner had cut the next person in line without noticing. The cashier was flustered and had initially made some attempt to notion to the man behind Ryner to no avail before they just started punching in his order.

Awful. Just awful. 

Ferris Eris.

Truth be told, Ryner almost considered trying to dip away into the crowd. Maybe then he could relax for a day or two more before having a warm, heartfelt reunion with the woman before him. But something told him that the endearing moment couldn’t wait for the end of another good nap. Really, he should quickly catch up to-- No. He’d call out to her before she got too far. 

❝Aahh... Ferris!❞

So it begins. The wonderful and heartwarming reunion.

No, not at all.

Ryner Lute was making the best of it anyway. How? Making use of the park benches in the ever beautiful Sector 6. While he wasn’t there to take in the scenery, Ryner was enjoying the peace and... Quiet? It wasn’t exactly that. Birds were a flutter and there was chatter among those passing by that should have disturbed him. Even voices of those who seemed to disapprove of his current state. A newspaper carelessly placed over his face while he was spread out over one of the previously vacant benches.

At one point, however, he stirred. A yawn emitted from him and the newspaper dropped just enough for him to catch a blurry glimpse of something... Almost familiar. After blinking a few times and rubbing an eye, he could confirm it. Silver hair... A face he could never forget. 

Sion Astal.

Now. How does Ryner react? Knowing that his dear friend was in the same predicament as he was? 

❝...❞

He’s going to roll over so he's facing the opposite direction.