#ultimatexcross

The parks near the house he’s designated are finally quiet enough to venture out to. Now that the festival’s over, the day is quiet, and Lucas can find the place pleasant. All the lights, crowds, noise, it’d just been an overload to avoid. Too much on his mind right now. He could handle maybe one person at a time and that’d be it.

This “city”, such as it is, isn’t like the one on that lonely island off the coast of Nowhere. That’s not to say he likes it, or his circumstances, yet there’s a sense of... authenticity here that’s a minor source of peace. At least the place has trees. It’s not completely dreary. Uniformed soldiers don’t march down the street. No chimera charging at him in a blind frenzy also a decent sign.

...Something else comes charging soon enough. Ah, it’s a little grey dog! Who seems to be greatly enjoying bursting through the piles of dry crackling petals below the soft pink trees overhead. The sweater suggests this one’s got a companion, who must be nearby...

Surely it wouldn’t hurt to try calling out. Lucas could use the company of a dog, if just for a little while. At that moment it really strikes him just how much he misses having Boney around. Wherever he is, Lucas can only hope he’s being taken care of...

Lucas’ face lights up when the dog responds and comes trotting over. He kneels, extends a hand to sniff. He doesn’t try going in for the petting just yet, but he speaks to the hound softly. Not far away, he feels someone else approach.

“Koromaru? That your name? I like it,” says Lucas, and turns his head to the boy who walks up. His heart skips a beat. He couldn’t even begin to guess at why. For a moment he thought he’d felt something familiar, but...

No, this guy... is a stranger. Lucas smiles politely.

The Grand Sunset Parade. Mitsuru has decided to duck out of her townhouse tonight to see what a Spirale parade might be like -- and to her surprise, it isn’t too far from those she had seen back home. The music, the performers...it’s almost eerie how similar it is to what one would see in Japan, and she has to wonder if there is a stronger connection between the two places than she has previously thought. Perhaps a bit more research will be in order...but for now this will be enough. Though she isn’t a fan of crowds she can’t help but join in the merriment -- once again, the excitement is almost contagious. 

Nearly swept away, she walks a bit farther down the sidewalk until she sees what appears to be a familiar visage: slightly messy brown hair, earnest eyes the same hue, and...is that...an albino shiba inu at his side? It can’t be...but then...can it? If that is who she believes it to be, then time must have passed back home...for if Ken Amada is truly standing before her, he’s certainly older than he had been when she had last seen him. Because of this, she’s nervous -- but she doesn’t dare let it show as she steps forward, resisting the urge to let Koromaru sniff her hand.

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Ken!

You will be housed in HOUSE 173.

Everything you were given previously will be retained.

One of those days where the sun was shining and the wind blew just enough to stop the head from becoming unbearable... It was nice against his skin, sighing softly as he walked along the path of one of Koi parks.

And to be honest, going for walks was a little hard when he couldn’t see where he was going, but he was half on and off the trail, making it easy to follow. Not to say he hasn’t bumped into at least two people already.

He had even brought the walking stick, but it was in his backpack, not wanting to use it since he didn’t think he needed to.