#urataros 1

[zubatsanjou]

No. 1 Fisherman in all of Hive City||rodformhas

rodformhas

The cowboy really hadn’t seen many people he recognized. There was one name in his phone he knew, but that was because of a different reason. One that had nothing to do with the city. Well, sort of. It was still a bit complicated.

He held the guitar over his shoulder as he walked through the city. Still, he had yet to really get in the swing of things and make some actual connections in the city. Of course, the first time around, he was hardly there for over a month.

Hayakawa decided he would look through the phone a bit more and figure it out. It was leagues ahead of the technology he was used to. And, of course, he preoccupied himself with this while walking along the sidewalk. He figured he could rely on his senses to avoid the other pedestrians, and that worked well enough.

Until his guitar accidentally hit a rather tall and blue creature. The guy looked familiar. Was he on that train he met Apollo on? To be honest, he hadn’t really gotten a good look at most anyone on that train. “Sorry ‘bout that,” he said, flipping the guitar around so it was in front of him. “You’d think I’d be paying more attention.”

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cat fishing { kazari / urataros }

rodformhas

[ So he’s been here for over a month. And it was boring. It was way too boring, even with Ankh there to mess with. There have been a few who have tried befriending him, sure, but they were all more or less human. Or, at least, mentally human. So why would he want to associate with them? Why would he want to associate with people who actually think he’s a good person? Of course that’s not his problem, and he knows it. But he’ll never admit his real problem. Enough of that, however, since that topic is boring. Everything is boring. He’s not in control of anything, and it makes everything so lackluster. 

As if that wasn’t bad enough, he realized he wasn’t paying attention to where he was going a little too late. His face slammed into a back of another, getting so dizzy and disoriented that he almost fell on his own back. Although, the keyword in this situation is “almost”. The other “person” had quickly turned around, catching the falling Greeed before he hit the ground. Kazari almost immediately reacted, rolling out of the other’s arms and dusting off his shirt. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he was... pouting? He didn’t realize the one who had caught him wasn’t human until after straightening up. ]

I hope you’re not expecting a ‘thank you’.