jikan_rpg | October Catch-all --a little early.

⌛ Who: Jiang Cheng and Kinn Theerapanyakul
⌛ What: Neandering around town
⌛ When: Tail end of September but October (spoopy season)
⌛ Where: Wherever!
⌛ Warnings: TBD in threads

[Jiang Cheng, post qi deviation]

Once Cheng was strong enough to move around for more than ten minutes, he started trekking over to his friends houses to see how they were doing and to thank them for their help and apologize for causing so much trouble. With every friend he visited, he offered a fruit basket. If he thought cutting them would last, he would have.

He comes to the next home, takes a breath and then schools his face for a pleasant smile before knocking. All he had to do now was wait to be answered. Cheng fervently hoped that their relationship hadn't been ruined by the recent events.

[Jiang Cheng, Onsen]

Once he had recovered, he wanted to do ... something. Anything. He was tired of sitting in the house, tired of people hovering over him, worried about what he would do, if he would relapse. He just needed to get out of the house and relax a bit.

The best way he knew how was the Onsen. The incense was nice, the sound of water was soothing and Cheng was looking forward to relaxing, pampering himself with some expensive cleansers, and let the stress of the past three weeks drain out of him.

[Kinn, by the wharf]

Despite gathering evidence that overall, the place was relatively safe, Kinn still wanted to be prepared. So he made his way to the wharf where many had said one could find rare items, hoping he would find a seller who may have more than just information about firearms.

As he strolled through the allies, he walked with confidence as if he owned the place. His clothing was neat but not necessarily anything that would scream he was rich or in the wrong place. And as he walked, he considered the things he would change in the place. A floating market, some different variations in the market-maybe something foreign in terms of imports?

Evidently, he couldn't completely dismiss the mafia in him.

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"You want to draw me?" He... really never had a portrait of him done like that. Had he ever considered it? Maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing. Something to leave around in case Porsche showed up and ... something happened to him.

"Alright. I'd be okay with that."

"Yeah. It'd be fun." He honestly figured that Kinn would politely brush him off and then they'd move on. He'd sketch the landmark and that would be that. But then the man gave his permission and he blinked at him in surprise.

"Really? You don't mind? I'll do you justice, I swear."

"I don't mind. I already said yes, didn't I?" It was time to get them out of there. If they were going to do something that required him to pull the attention off his environment, he needed to be somewhere else. "Why don't we find a different back drop for this portrait, hn?"

"Sure, sure. Wherever you wanna go." Because Kinn was worried about him and he'd learned that he should stick with them man to avoid making him worry. Since that was the case he could basically glue himself to him and go anywhere he wanted. "It's your picture so you can decide what you where you want it to be."

"I appreciate that." Because the sooner Riley adapted to that, the easier it would be. Kinn proceeds to lead them out of the ~Danger Zone~ and head back to some of the other parks. Nothing seemed to be hitting Kinn-mostly because it wasn't home. "Well, there's my temporary quarters or...something around here?"

"If that's what you want! I honestly think one of the parks would be nice. You'd look really cool with nature around you." But he was going wherever Kinn wanted because that was what he said he'd do. It was just that Riley only semi had any kind of a filter on him so he just sort of spewed out his thoughts without thinking much about it.

"You're the artist, not I. Pick a spot you think will work." He didn't care where they did this portrait drawing. They were out of immediate danger now so that's what mattered the most.

Did his face light up? You bet it did. Riley could think of the perfect spot for them to go. Rich with nature and also soothing. "There's a little river spot at one of the parks. What you think of that? I think it'll be perfect for you."

He'll go along with it. What else can he do around here?

"Sure. But you're not going to put me in one of those fancy Napoleon poses, are you?" And promptly, he shoves a hand into his shirt and pretends to look 'regal.'

"Ew no. That would look so fake. I figured we'd get dessert then sit somewhere and chat while I drew. That way it's just you being you. I hate when people pose for me."

He gagged a little bit. Posing was so unnatural. People and animals were at their best when they were in motion and you were capturing who they were at that time instead.

Man had a sweet tooth, that was certain. "Sure. What do they have around here for desserts?"

As long as it was away from the port, Kinn was happy. And, yeah, he wanted to know if all the food around here was Japanese style or not.

"Have you tried dango? Oh we have to have dango!"

Grabbing Kinn's hand so he could make sure the man would stay with him, he proceeded to drag him toward where the dango was sold. Honestly any sweets would do but apparently this was what he was in the mood for this second.

Getting yanked, he laughs. "Yes, I've had dango. Just not here. Is it the same?"

He'll get pulled around as long as they're in a safe area. And he'll pay, too.

"Well you'll have to tell me!"

Because that was where he was taking him. A lovely dango stand that he knew of which had lots of the cute balls in different colors to pick from. All for that sticky and delicious goodness.

"Alright, alright!" It...kind of felt good, doing this. Like he wasn't some sort of Mafia heir and was just a regular guy getting dragged around by his little brother.

He shouldn't get attached to it, but it was still nice.

October Catch-all --a little early.

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