#ankh 1

tajadoruu

[ The state of the place he’s in is disgusting; he would have preferred to stay in the white room where it was clean, pristine, fitting for someone like him. He was a prince, for goodness sake! He didn’t deserve to be in this gross... vile... dirty... place! ...Okay, he had to admit, he didn’t know where exactly he was or if it was really that bad. But that’s the part he hated! How is he supposed to know who is going to wait on him? Besides everyone, of course. Just like before, he’d need a baby sitter for this small human he’s received. It’s not his brother, so why care?

Feathers littered his path as he continued on (if you actually wanted an answer, you might ask why he’s able to continuously molt without having that many feathers to begin with; however, you probably don’t want an answer.) until he stopped at an interesting looking person. Someone who he could definitely use as a servant. He was pretty, but didn’t overshadow Sieg. Then again, who could? He is the the most beautiful prince on this Earth -- no, in this universe! The Imagin goes to the man, without dirtying his hands by touching his shoulder (also because it’s pretty hard to tap someone’s shoulder when you’re inexperienced with holding a child while trying to hold a child.) and simply speaks. ]

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Keisuke had managed to find a train that would take him from sector two and would travel to another part of the city. It was an easy way to move around the city without the use of his bike, Cruiser. The denizens, he learned, had unlimited access to the mode of transportation. It seemed like the most reliable mode of transportation so far. it reminded him of his home country, in a way. If he used the train system back home.

No, riding the train only made him miss Cruiser--and bikes in general, for that matter--that much more. He would have been able to travel to sector three in no time at all. Thirty minutes was just an agonizingly long time. Tokyo had faster trains, if he remembered right.

That reminded him. He was on the hunt for information. He needed a better idea on what he’d fallen into. Without information, he doubted he’d survive long. Exploration would only get him so far, after all. Restaurants, shops, modes of transport, etc. were all fine, but he needed to get an idea of what he could expect from some of the people.

For that reason, he found himself standing below a tree in which sat a rather colorfully clothed man. His hair was styled in a way Keisuke had never seen before. It was clear that this man was from a different time or place. Possibly both.