oo1 intro; open

[goldendays]

Characters: hibiki, open
Setting: o9.11; 2-08>>dorms on the second level | the first floor
Format: either or, I'll go with whatever you pick!
Summary: Hibiki wakes up in the tower--where the hell is he? Looks like it's time to do some exploring, hopefully without anything coming after him along the way.
Warnings: n/a


[He woke up cold; probably to do with the fact that he wasn't wearing his own clothes--the outfit was skintight! What skintight outfit could keep him warm he would never know. After changing into his usual attire, he sat down on what he assumed was his bed and stared.

And here we are in present time--Hibiki's up and about, walking around the room, careful not to touch anything (he's not a nosy boy at all). Three other people in his room....Maybe they can tell him where he is? He looks here and there, trying to get an idea of who his roommates are; he would really like to meet them! He's feeling a little lost, and something about waking up cold and alone doesn't strike him as a good sign. The collar is a bit scary too, does it do anything?

But, at the same time, it feels like the start of a new journey. And what does any journey call for? That's right, exploring! He's excited, who knows what kind of things and people he'll see here! Hibiki just hopes they'd want to be friends. Fingering the photo of him, Silver, and Kotone he found in his pocket earlier, he decides to leave the room and see what lies outside. A few feet from his room, he nearly crashes into someone.

A-ah, too soon, too soon!]

S-sorry, didn't see you!



[This kid has a really weird expression on his face, it's all scrunched up and is he sticking his tongue out...at a bowl? Sorry, he's actually pouting. Gosh, how old is he--what are you doing, boy.

Even his giant pet(???) is wondering what he's doing. Someone help this guy out. Please.]

Comments

[goldendays]

[Bleh, still gross. He sticks his tongue out at the bowl, not happy he has to eat that...thing. But if the nice looking guy says it's okay to eat, it should be okay...right???]

Are you sure? If anything happens to me you better not leave me here, mister! [He shakes his spoon at the the other and makes the most threatening face he could muster (which really isn't threatening at all, really). And his Typhlosion is just sitting by Hibiki's side, paws over its face--is this really his trainer??]

[warriorscribe]

*Enoch can't help but laugh at the boy's attempts to be intimidating, and his pet's rather apt reaction.*

I swear it.

[goldendays]

[He eyes you one last time before plunging his spoon into the depths of oatmealy abyss. Did it just squelch? Gross. Okay, okay, he will really eat it. He scoops a little bit out and brings it up towards his mouth,]

Here goes!

[Hibiki huts his eyes tight and stuffs it into his mouth. You'd think he was going to die or something. But wait, his expression morphs into one of confusion?]

It..tastes like nothing? Or did I just miss my mouth...

[warriorscribe]

It's very bland, yes. You won't find much flavor here, but that should change by next month. I know some berries that are edible in the forest on one of the higher floors, if you want an alternative.

[goldendays]

[He continues scooping the oatmeal in his mouth, nodding along with what he was saying. But when he hears "berries," he swallows real quick and nearly chokes! Lucky for him, Typhlosion is by his side, always there to pound his back (not gently but it's the thought that counts).]

Uwahhhh, berries? Really?

[There are sparkles in his eyes, oh no.]

[warriorscribe]

*The kid must like berries a lot...Enoch tries not to show how amusing it is too much.*

...Yes.

*It's really the only response in this situation. That's got to be the most enthusiastic reaction to something so small...*

[goldendays]

[Don't laugh! He ate a lot of berries back when he was on his Pokemon journey. Berries are awesome, but little does the boy know, they are not the same berries from Johto!]

Whoaaaa, I want some! But I have to eat this, don't I? [Frowny face.]

[warriorscribe]

*All right, all right, he won't laugh. It wasn't mocking anyway.*

Unfortunately so. Is knowing it could be worse than merely bland any help to you?