Cherry was just exploring different timelines, ending up in this one per random. They never cared that much where they went when exploring. Being on the surface was alright with them, but made it more boring finding interesting people. Well, no use in sulking, they started to walk around, exploring. (kirschenblut)
It would be just another day for Narcissus. Just another plain morning of him driving to work, shooting, maybe running by a few auditions nearby and returning home in the early afternoon. His busy morning would be contradicted with a relaxing bath, a good book and his favorite tea. Narcissus could be a man of simple tastes, or perhaps he didn’t care too much about adventure and excitement. There was a particular comfort in his routine, after all.
He wasn’t a fan of disturbances.
His Mercedes would roll easily on the town streets, occasionally attracting some attention. It wasn’t one of the new, fancy models but rather an older and more comfortable one. He did like his luxury, but he liked practical things as well. Besides, the world of humans had rules and some of them were called taxes and bills- he wasn’t a big fan of those either.
He’d always prided himself for his driving. It was smooth and collected. He was usually calm with the wheel and had aced his driving test on first try. Only occasionally would he experience minor slip ups that distracted his focus. Perhaps today was one of those days because he found himself suddenly slamming the breaks to protect a human -..teen?- from certain death. There were luckily few people on the street around them at the time. Narcissus rolled his window down and popped his head outside, his messy blonde bangs wiped aside by the soft breeze.
“Are you alright? Oh, I am so terribly sorry…”
