each part of the island held the potential to pique his interest truly, jakurai finding himself ever the more curious as to the island’s way of working with each passing moment he spent upon it. from the scenic beauty of the cotes ward, to the ward he stood in now labelled as ‘ archimedes ‘, every newly discovered location saw the doctor’s attention stolen away yet again, as he sought to unravel its mysteries as he came to grapple with his understanding of his placement in this world.
a practical man of science, but with an emotional inner self whose drive to uncover the truth + a passion to aid whomever whenever he was able, it was natural that he followed the flow of people along the streetlamp-lit walkway, guided by the chattering of strangers as they basked in the cool night air. there seemed an absence of danger, especially as people filtered into the streets where the theatre’s boulevard began, a sense of peace residing across the entire division.
as the crowds thinned, jakurai realised he had ventured into the star trail; a lengthy street filled with lights + sound. despite the abundance of glowing lamps and hanging bulbs, the sky above was not at all masked or hidden, instead allowing a clear view of every twinkling star above, residing seemingly so far away and above the unfamiliar world. a small area of grass resided some ways beyond the stalls, and jakurai was drawn there automatically, the darkness of the area allowing for a much better view of the night sky above.
a lone bench sat overlooking the greenery, and upon it sat a single figure, eyes pointed skyward. jakurai hesitated before approaching, wanting the chance to sit and enjoy the view, but not truly wishing to disturb a stranger deep in thought.
a vendor pushing along a wheeled cart happened to be passing by at that moment before the bench, causing jakurai to become inspired for a moment with something of an idea. “ excuse me, miss. “ the cart paused a little before the bench, with jakurai quickly catching up. “ could i trouble you for a cup of coffee? “ he asked, a soft smile to accompany it. he then gestured to the stranger sat at the bench, brilliant blue eyes connecting with those of the man’s own sea foam green. “ can i offer you anything as well? it’s quite a cold evening after all, but please feel free to decline, if you would rather not. “ ♬ ¦ starter for @lunadriven
