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[ No matter what the era is, no matter who he is with, and no matter how history has labeled his legend... one thing can be said without a doubt is that Enkidu does have an affinity for animals of all kinds.
And given that he was summoned to the modern era and all, it didn't take much for him to actually learn about the city he was in after communicating with some of the animals; both domesticated and stray.
And upon his adventure? He is promptly splayed around in front of Mayu's yard without a care that a potential older brother is disturbed by this scene. And why SHOULD he care? He found a literal basket full of puppies that was abandoned with only an 'ADOPT ME' cardboard sign taped to the front.
... so naturally, he took them all. And is playing with each one of them as they climb all over the Lancer and letting out little yaps. Forget the Holy Grail, man. THIS IS TRUE HAPPINESS. And clearly he is intending to share it with his Master-- who may or may not even be home.
At least it's in the middle of the day, so there's that! ]
[His Master is indeed, at home. She just came home, dressed in her school uniform and school bag held in front of her as if she had great poise and composure even in the face of the doggy apocalypse.
Mayu Tsukamoto takes a deep breath. And then she asks her Servant calmly:]
Did... Did you just pick those up or did they follow you home?
[ Oh, don't mind the dogpile at all, Mayu. He's more or less sticking his thumb up as his initial answer. For which one, who even knows. All there is to know is that there are little yappers in the yard and he's having a ball!
Well, that is until the little yappers happens to yap at Mayu for him to actually give her his full attention. ]
A little bit of both, actually! These poor children were just tossed along side of the road, so I just naturally took them with me so that they would be taken care of! And aren't they just the greatest? They all say that people just ignored them for a good while until I came, so I'm going to give them all of the play time they need!
[Mayu moves to kneel down next to Enkidu, where the yapping puppy runs up to her and plops itself on her lap. She pets its head while looking around the yard.]
Well... It's a good thing for them I guess. But now we're going to have to pick up food from the store for them...
[Mayu's only mildly irritated, but any irritation she would have shown has been softened by these puppies. Seriously, how can she be that mad...]
[once the island had let its prisoners go free, of course some of them would still want to keep in touch. the island's final gift to its residents was a welcome one, though not one that they always needed, they found. a majority of the former islanders, for example, came from Japan, thus negating the need to utilize the worldhopping power the island had granted them.
who knew that Shibuya and Misaki Town were just a stone's throw away from each other?
wanting to withdraw from the hustle and bustle of city life—even if he's grown out of his old antisocial habits, he feels he needs a break every now and then—Neku finds himself catching a train to the town where an old friend of his lives... though he would say he uses the term "friend" loosely should anyone ask him, he can't deny that she is indeed someone he considers to be close to him. he vividly remembers their time together on the island, but every now and then, he gets these flashes of a space station, too... he's been wanting to ask her if she felt the same.
as his train pulls into the station, he takes out his phone (still a flip phone, not having had the time to upgrade since his return) and types the following,]
hey, just got off the train. i'm still at the station. where did you want to meet?
[Arcueid hadn't been making many visits lately. There was no particular reason (okay maybe a few), but it just turned out that way. It all worked out in the end because either previous islanders visited her, or in this case they were already lucky in terms of close proximity.
The vampire liked Neku Sakuraba; always had ever since they first met. She muses over the initial possibility of the not being compatible as friends at first, but somehow they ended up getting used to each others company. Life was funny like that.
Arcueid is still lazing around in her apartment on her large bed when her device alerts her to a new message. She beams at the sender and types in her response.]
the park with the fountain!! i like waiting there the best especially at night but i guess we'll play in afternoon instead right?
[Of course she's more attuned to nighttime, but she's considerate of humans, especially the ones who spend time with her.]
[typical Neku, always ready with the snark. after that message goes through, though, another one follows it immediately.]
but yeah, i'll be there
[it takes him about fifteen minutes to get from the station to the park. he's not necessarily an athlete, but his experience in the Reaper's Game definitely helped keep him in shape. he'll be waiting next to the fountain, idly checking his phone as he tries to look around for the vampire.]
[huh, that's a thing. especially since Neku looks basically the same as he always has. it takes him a bit by surprise, and he can't help but stare a little as she greets him.]
You'd fit right in back in Shibuya. No one would bat an eye.
(Red contacts are all the rage these days, after all.)
[he shrugs; his perception of normal has been warped a little over the years.]
If by healthy, you mean "alive," then yeah, I am.
[... though it could just be chalked up to his usual sarcasm talking, there's a hidden layer under that statement. once he'd returned from the island, he got to live out the rest of his time in the UG and return to life. none of the others seemed to have remembered the island, though, so he usually kept hush about the whole thing... it might be why he's so relaxed talking to Arc right now.]
[though he's gotten used to Arc getting in his personal space at this point (what was with all the girls he knows not knowing boundaries?), he can't help but flinch when she pokes him.]
[Neku blinks a couple of times before remembering...]
(Oh... yeah. That guy has the same name as her.)
[... not all that weird in the long run, admittedly, but still enough to make him do a bit of a double take. he recovers pretty quickly, though, reverting to a casual manner.]
[and a-following he will be doing! he idly checks out the area as they make their way down to the area, noting how different the city is from the hustle and bustle of Shibuya... it's kind of relaxing, almost.]
What, because of the vampire thing?
(To think I can say that and mean it 100% honestly...)
[Misaki City was busy, but it's busyness was different from Shibuya's. The latter was a city of coming and going trends, of modernity, and a new sight to see at every corner.]
Well, it's not so much that. I don't have that much company besides Shiki and he's usually in school... He'll skip for me sometimes, but he's becoming adamant about decreasing that lately.
[Is that a pout, it's a pout.]
Boo. I suppose it's not a bad thing for him to be diligent in his studies though.
[Neku blinks a couple of times; half at the pouting, and half at the subject matter.]
Oh, right. School.
[talk about something he hasn't thought about recently, if at all in the last... what, five years? however long he'd spent on the island and being dead.]
[Five years is probably nothing to her, but in a strange way, those years felt incredibly long, perhaps because it was the longest Arcuied had been awake. She wasn't supposed to be, other than for hunting her marks.
But here she is, hanging out with a human, idly and cheerfully.]
Have you gone back to school yet Neku? Or are you going to be a truant for life?
it's weird to think about going back to normal life, though. even just the idea is something that seems so foreign to him now. he's gotten so used to "bizarre" that the very definition of "normal" has changed. he actually finds it kind of weird when he wakes up in his own bed and doesn't find himself handcuffed to a stranger, or when he looks down at his hand and doesn't see the ominous timer counting down in the center of his palm.
for now, he just rubs the back of his neck, gaze drifting off to the side as they continue walking.]
I mean... I guess I will at some point. I'm still adjusting to being back.
[he waves his hand vaguely and doesn't elaborate, at least not now.]
[he's about to respond to her quip when his attention is instead drawn toward the food. yes. he has such a one-track mind sometimes, it's not even funny.]
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