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Well, here was one guy who wasn’t a miserably stupid little fish out of water. What a pity.

Shortly after arriving and experiencing the utter complete boredom of ransacking every area of his new room, he felt the need to… take a walk. Take in the sights, make a few new friends. In the little time he’d spent here already, he’d realized one thing almost immediately: that he was unable to call upon his original form, which wasn’t too much of a negative really. After all, it pretty much just meant he was stuck being this ridiculously attractive all the time. No worries.

Though this place sure was full of uncertainties and he couldn’t help admitting to himself that… there weren’t many of his kind here. He’d first gone to the edge of the island and surveyed the water — possibly just running off natural instinct for a second. Not a problem. He didn’t exactly miss the feel of a dive and the thrill of an underwater chase yet. But on the way back anyone he caught in his vision slinking around pathetically and watching him from a distance just didn’t feel familiar, you know? And most of the presences felt weak. Also not a problem though.

It was a thrilling thought, frankly. A bunch of little bodies sauntering around just waiting to be greeted by him. To be roughed up and questioned and poked and… maybe he should have been more worried about exactly where this was and how to get out of here, but first. Fun came first. Fun always came first.

…Ah. There was some idiot a ways off staring at him in a way that was slightly irritating. Well, look at you. At once his natural curiosity was piqued and he circled a bit before approaching this poor sucker, tapping casually at the cigarette that constantly lingered in one hand, ashes trailing along behind him.

He took a long drag of this cigarette and blew that sweet scent of tobacco straight into this person’s face, his mouth ever a smug toothy grin. Idate leaned in uncomfortably tight and close to this stranger. Who would no longer be a stranger, of course, at this rate. Hah.

"So? Who’re you?" Smile, his expression seemed to say. Entertain me.

( of course, his favorite place to sleep has always been the rooms, regardless of whose room, as they were thankfully soundproof. the sakamaki household could really use some of those. )

Either way, albeit not evening, which was even more of a rarity, the eldest brother, with headphones on as per usual, had his feet drag him to the beach, the sea spray being a common scent around there. Though, something didn't seem to be part of the scenery. To someone as inhuman as Shu himself, the sight of another inhuman being has never been a surprise; usually vampires, if not simply familiars. But this time, it was neither of them. In fact, the man before his blue eyes had a resemblance to a sea animal. Curious, although still not really interested. It was none of his business.

But perhaps it was of the other's business to come to him, whatever reason he had for doing so. Understanding people's motives behind their actions has never been something the heir was good at. And understanding the motive behind blowing tobacco into a stranger's face was even more unknown to him. It made the vampire squint his eyes in annoyance, slightly angered by such action, but before he could even question the guy's actions, a question was asked him.

Not like he would answer it, of course.

          He was in a predicament. One that was unprecedented, even for one who had thousands of years stretching behind them, as he did. This place was… unsettling, to say the least, and the explanation he’d been given upon arrival hadn’t helped the uneasy feeling in his chest at all. It was something King didn’t experience very often, but here, stripped of his Spirit Spear and surrounded by unfamiliar things, it crept into the back of his mind, curling around his thoughts like mist. He’d scarcely touched the ground since he’d arrived, not since his eyes had flickered open and he’d found himself lying on the beach, the soft whoosh of the waves almost lulling him back to sleep. But he’d been too alarmed for that, his eyes snapping open in general panic at the surroundings he’d found himself in.

          Since then, he’d floated safely about ten feet from the ground, his pillow clutched in his arms. He’d already tried several times to change its form, forcing it into his spear or a ball of light, and even its black hole form. But nothing seemed to work. It had stayed firmly as a regular pillow, true to what he’d been told when he’d woken up. He was completely powerless here. Powerless, and, for the most part, clueless. He needed to know a little bit of what was going on here.

          A form below gave him an outlet for that need, a slim figure spread out on a park bench. Sleeping, maybe? It seemed like an awfully odd place to take a nap… but maybe the people here weren’t provided with beds. He’d gotten a dorm, apparently, but there was no guarantee it would have any accommodations for comfort… Well, whatever the reason was, the person was there, and hopefully he’d provide King with a better understanding of this place. He slowly drifted downward, levitating roughly two feet off the ground as he stared down at the stranger, who he could now confirm was definitely sleeping. A slight poke to his arm was administered, hopefully enough to rouse him.

In fact, it perhaps did a bit. In a lethargic point of view, being there was much better than being back in that hellish of a mansion. Not being obliged every damn night to go to school, the freedom he had there was much bigger than the one back home. Almost pleasant, yet ironic how much he once had wished for all that freedom and now that it was given to him, it little mattered. The amount of time the heir found himself sleeping was just much bigger than before. Nothing else had changed.

And yet, karma perhaps had gotten the best of him. To be poked in his arm, the first few seconds had been completely ignored. Someone checking to see if he was alive? Likely, considering the nature of that place, and almost amusing when one considered the fact his skin was cold as ice and no pulse would ever be found. A voice, unfortunately followed by the poke, had him listening. A newcomer. Asking him for information? What would make someone disturb a person's sleep only to ask for stupid things like information? There were so many other people inhabiting that island, why him.

"And what will you do if I wake you up?"

❝Well I—um❞ A finger ascended to awkwardly scratch against his cheek’s surface.

Stranger things had occurred over a teenage boy sneaking into the kitchen during the advanced hours of night to feast upon a tardy snack. Though that didn’t make Makoto feel any less sheepish about his actions.

❝I haven’t eaten much since I got here, so I thought I’d cook something quickly…I hope the noise didn’t wake you?❞

Or anyone else for that matter, not that the male’s image quite matched with that of someone who’d been startled from their bed. Quite the contrary, he appeared neat and fully alert. Casting a quick glimpse over to what had now been rendered a pan of over-boiled rice, Makoto precipitated himself towards the stove. One hand still clutching the the seams of his top while the spare one fumbled around the gas switch to dim the heat.

❝Ahh…it looks like I made a lot❞

The measuring of rice had looked considerably less when he’d initially poured it out, now he was left with enough to feed 2 or 3 extra people at least.

Ah, he knew the answer for that question.

Of course humans had no sense of danger.

❝ ... ❞ The silent treatment of his was the only answer he could give. Rice? No, not interested at all. Human food didn't interested the eldest Sakamaki not even one bit, if other than rare steak. What he was interested in, even if the tiniest bit, was why the man before him was in the kitchen so late at night. Not that it mattered for Shu, but it's not like he had anything else to do. The guy might as well entertain him a bit. 

( and, if by at least a bit of luck, provide him some good breakfast. )

Arms: How do you feel about children, do you want some of your own (or more if you already have some)?

Birth marks: Do you have a favourite tale?

Freckles: If you could, what would you change about your body?

Brain: What is something you want to master before you die?

Bruises: Are you easily hurt?

Bum: List 3 of your guilty pleasures

Cheeks: Are you easily embarrassed?

Chest: What’s your worst kept secret?

Chin: How well do you take criticism?

Clavicle: What is you favourite way to show and receive affection?

Ears: How often do you eavesdrop?

Elbows: How do you react to events with large crowds? (eg. Concerts, Shopping sales)

Eyes: What has changed from how you see the world now and how you saw it 5 years ago?

Feet: Can you dance well?

Fingers: Can you play an instrument?

Goosebumps: What scares you the most?

Hands: Would you rather make something from scratch or get it made for you?

Hair: What has been your biggest fashion faux pas?

Heart: How do you deal with heartbreak?

Hickeys: Have you ever fallen in love to fast and too hard?

Hips: Is there anything you over indulge yourself with?

Kidneys: What is your worst habit?

Knees: Who was your last crush?

Liver: What is your biggest pet peeve?

Lungs: Do you smoke, how do you feel about smoking in general?

Mouth: How often do you lie?

Nails: When you’re feeling vulnerable, do you become more defensive or do you take the offensive and lash out?

Nose: What is your favourite scent?

Palms: Do you have a secret handshake with anyone?

Ribs: Do you have anything you want to protect?

Scars: Is there anything you want to confess?

Shoulders: Would you rather be pampered or be the one pampering?

Spine: What is your biggest weakness?

Teeth: What is your favourite meal?

Thighs: Have you ever been unfaithful?

Throat: What is your proudest memory?

Tongue: How many languages can you speak?

Wrists: Have you ever been arrested?

✄: Your RP responses are really short/ could have more effort put in!

Σ: You’re messing up your punctuation here and there. 

▼: Try to improve your spelling/Grammar

☯: Try to open up to more RPers, you’re great, but you’re missing out on a lot of potentially amazing RPs!

▲: Try to be more positive on yourself, there’s no reason to hate on yourself so much. 

☠: You need to be more respectful.

 ✈: You need to improve your action sequences or reactions of characters. 

❤: You’re doing amazing, we can always improve but every RP I read of yours is a joy.

✉: Message more RPers and get some more activity going please. 

Ⓐ: Fight scenes could use more work.

 ❥: Romantic Scenes can be awkward, do your best to improve on this, and look out for common pitfalls!

☁: You might want to take another look at your character/characters and work on them a bit more. Every great character has a flaw or two.