ソウルイーター

“Ah; I should’ve known. Ya don’t look like most people here in town with the way yer walkin’ around with that head in the clouds and mindless pacing."

Truth was Kotetsu had been having an awfully slow day himself; being placed on guard duty for bank and being stationed right on its door steps in the hopes that his presence there would deter any involvement of criminal activity. Personally he thought it was just some lame side job the company had assigned him to keep him out of trouble because of that latest incident—

                                                                {which wasn’t entirely his fault by the way;;}

So that sorta left him with time to kill. And what better way was there then to help a soul in need?

             ”So just how lost are you anyway? Got any idea where your Hotel is located?”

                             ❝No idea, I kind of just wandered here.❞

          [ That's right, that sounds cool. Either way, Soul was extremely lost- and he wondered just what his meister was thinking right about now. Yeah, Maka wasn't going to be all too pleased about this one, but then again...a lot of things Soul did was pretty stupid, in her eyes that is. ]

                                                                              “—Citizen?”

In which Wild Tiger attempts to look and sound cool when addressing a tourist and will more then likely fail in doing so due to his over dramatic tone and dorky pose.

                             ❝..Citizen?❞

             [ Soul repeated. Um, no--- more like l o s t. The teen looked up at the...weird, male..robotic thing. Yeeeah, something told him that he was far from Death City. ]