#caninusvictor

[blondezel]

Where's Wolf at though? lol [@rouga]

Only being sixteen, and still in high school believe it or not— the idea that as soon as he came to Iunctum, he’s suddenly… Engaged?! Honestly, the entire idea is rather baffling to Aichi, he may be a tad bit embarrassed at the thought, being engaged and all, but maybe this can all work out. He has high hopes, really! As of right now, he just needs to not chicken out, and actually meet this fiancé of his… Rouga Aragrami, was it? So he was told earlier, at least.

With a simple text to him, he asks if he’s willing to meet at the mall, in front of one of the shops. What to do while they’re both there? He isn’t sure, but maybe when they finally meet they can think of something fun to do.

Here Aichi finds himself, sitting comfortably on a bench in front one of the clothes store. He waits silently as he watches people walk by holding their shopping bags, chatting with the people they’re shopping with, or texting on their phones.

Out of the corner of his eye… He spots him…. Rouga Aragami….

He turns his head to notice the silver-haired boy approaching. Well, Aichi is pretty sure it’s him, since he’s coming this way! It must be him! He stands from the bench, waving to get the other boy’s attention.

“Ah… You’re Rouga-san right?” With that said, a nervous laugh emits from his lips because he really hopes he does have the right person. If not, well, that'd just be extremely embarrassing, “I’m Aichi Sendou, by the way. It’s nice to meet you, I’m glad you were able to make it!”

"I was thinking... Well, to be honest I'm not much of a mall person, but maybe we can find something, ehh... Right?" Honestly, a lot of his time is spent at school, or Card Capital. This is kind of out of his bounds.

[sharkbuster]

First day at work, huh. It came with the cheesy looking name tag, which he frowned at upon seeing it neatly clipped onto his apron. He was getting a migraine, solely from imagining the hysterical laughter and the disdainful looks his friends from home would give him if anyone caught him in this get-up. "Hi, I am SHARK," it cheerily quipped, his name in all caps as if necessary to alert the entire cafe exactly which kid it was who fucked up your order. Honestly, it took him twenty minutes to convince the manager to let him put his nickname and not his real name on the name tag. It probably was going to lead to more questions than if he just left his name, but he just felt... uneasy when too many people knew his name, even if no one here supposedly knew his past.

Either way, a job is a job. He deftly tied the apron string behind his back, smoothing out the folds as he stumbled out of the back door and toward the counter. Tapping his co-worker on the shoulder, just as the line lulled to a single person, he motioned that it was time for them to change shifts, and the man gratefully stepped away from the counter, presumably for his own break. 

He didn't even bother trying to smile at the customer, something that would have gotten him fired on the spot if it wasn't for the fact he made a mean espresso, and he made it fast. So, with the confidence of someone who felt like he could negotiate with his boss, even if he'd hardly worked there since last night, he impassively asked without even looking up, "Hello. What would you like to order?" 

[solosteorra]

Restrained fur(r)y | Rouga&Sofia

Since settling into the new city, Sofia had managed to keep herself both busy and, perhaps pleasantly, entertained with matters relating to adaptation. So far, it had been easy. Though initially a little preoccupied about her new family, both of her fathers had proved to be manageable, and even a little interesting, she dared say.

But now, more pressing matters were catching up to her. Master was in the city, and so were other ultimately involved in their grand scheme. She might not have orders, yet, but locating these particular individuals seemed more beneficial than just waiting around. The problem was approaching a certain mutt without ultimately having their tempers and ideals clash.

Well, they were both, likely, prepared to deal with such an instance calmly; their brief meeting at Sengoku Academy was a nice example. Rouga did not appreciate Sofia, how did he put it, interfering with his agenda; and she likewise didn't take kindly to him being involved in hers. Oh well, it was better to set the boundaries lest they end up truly messing things up.

And so she had relied on her buddy to locate the male, slowly reducing the distance until the white haired fighter was in her range of sight. "There you are, Rouga."