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Characters: Ankh and YOU
Date: Feb 4
Location: Around Aifaran
Situation: Scoping out the place
Warnings/Rating: None currently

Ankh has spent the time since he arrived here getting his bearings, scouting his new territory, learning what he can. It's all been disorienting, but the more he gets used to it the more he settles, and given everything that had happened back home, maybe it's good to be away from it all.

Except he isn't, really. Eiji is here. Ankh hasn't run into him yet, but he's sensed him, and Eiji must have sensed him too if he's been doing quite so good a job of staying away. ~~It is still utterly strange to him that Eiji would have taken on enough traits of a Greeed to be able to sense him at all.~~

You might catch him hopping between rooftops or unexpectedly landing beside you after jumping off of one, with a burst of red feathers and shimmering wings that seem to disappear completely as soon as he lands. Or maybe you find him when he's taking a break from exploring and is perched in a tree munching on a popsicle, or tossing away the empty popsicle stick. He might have been aiming for the nearby trashcan and missed, or more likely just tossed it somewhere without paying attention. He was not in fact trying to hit you in the head with it. Probably.

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He may not have been trying to hit her head, but his aim was true.

She had been out for a stroll. On her way to the market to pick up a few groceries. Her cupboards were far from bare, but she'd been running low on her tea and those delightful little biscuits from that one shop she'd stumbled upon the previous week. Minding her own business when something struck her head. It didn't hurt so much as caught her off-guard, pissing her off to the degree that there was fire in her eyes as she spun on her heels in search of the offender. Darting her head back and forth at a speed that would give most whiplash.

"Alright, who's the wise-guy?!"

He really wasn't paying attention, and barely noticed the woman off to the side of the tree until she was suddenly angry and making noise. He glanced down at her, only deciding she must be talking to him upon realising there wasn't anyone else around for her to be talking to.

"Huh?" He didn't know what she was accusing him of, but he sure didn't seem like he cared about whatever it might be.

That single syllable was enough to draw her attention. She followed the sound, tilting her head upward just enough for him to get a full view of her half-squint, half glare. Her eyes spoke of strong judgement and immediate conclusion-jumping.

(Although, in her defense, he did seem to be the only one around.)

"Was it you?"

The look he gave her in return was some mix of sharp and unfazed.

"Heh. If you want to accuse me of something, you should tell me what the hell you're talking about."

"Don't you go playing dumb with me. Even if you do have the right face for it."

Hands on hips, she started tapping her foot in the most stereotypical manner one could picture. Though she did momentarily reach up to gesture to the back of her head, indicating the lingering ache from where she'd been struck.

"Attacking an old woman. The nerve! Lucky for you, my head's as hard as my nerves, or you'd be dealing with a major assault conviction, young man. Now get down here and own up to your crime!"

"Tch." He glares a bit at the insult but leaves it at that... until she accuses him of attacking her and he still can't for the life of him figure out what she's going on about.

"Oi." He holds up his right hand, letting it rather threateningly turn into its armored form. "If I attacked you, I think I'd know it, and you definitely would."

There was a delay in reaction. She didn't twitch. She didn't even breathe.

...only for her eyes to widen, near inhuman screen escaping through clenched teeth as she recoiled back.

"WHAT KIND OF NEWFANGLED TECHNOLOGICAL NONSENSE IS THIS?"

Chase catches the thing flying at his head, and looks at it in puzzlement.

...He looks up. Probable culprit spotted. "Why did you throw this?"

He glances down at him, very unsure why this person is asking a stupid question.

"I was done with it."

Kei catches one of the red feathers that suddenly appears, twirling it in his fingers, moments before someone lands in front of him, wings suddenly vanishing. Well, isn't that fascinating. The man looks human enough, but that doesn't mean anything.

"That was quite a nice landing." There are hints of amusement and curiosity in Kei's voice. He doesn't seem perturbed at all.

Ankh barely pays attention to whoever it is he landed by, though he does notice the desires. He turns and looks him over for a second... though despite one of those desires having a hefty element of general acknowledgement in it, Ankh feels beholden neither to that nor to general courtesy.

He says nothing and turns to walk away.

And would easily succeed, were it not for the five or so bibirus running their direction. One goes to Kei, the rest cluster around Ankh, their flustered owner running their direction in the distance.

Kei ignores the bibiru that came over to him, and walks over to the surrounded Ankh. "They seem to have taken a liking to you. It must be the wings."

And here Leo was, staring up at him with squinty, closed eyes and one bibiru on his shoulder, judging the guy in the tree throwing away his popsicle sticks, including one that had, in fact, bounced off his head.

"Hey! That's littering! Watch where you're throwing that!"

He glances down at the person who seems to have gotten upset by his popsicle stick. Pity he missed seeing it bounce off his head.

"Why should I care?"

It was always these people. How did they FIND him???

"Because you're in a public space? Other people live here? Common courtesy??"

Why does Ankh keep finding people who want to try to teach him manners?

"Tch."

Did...did he just click his tongue at Leo??

"Did you just click your tongue at me??" He totally did, didn't he. "It's not gonna be anyone else's fault if you get arrested or beat up for being a nuisance."

See, Eve's problem -- she guesses? -- is that she's just not used to people falling out of the sky beside her. It's a personal failing, really. She should be used to all manner of strange things by now.

And yet, the burst of red feathers and the person landing beside her has her flinching into a ready stance, completely prepared to throw down. One fist is drawn back before she processes that he doesn't immediately look hostile.

Eve pauses. Doesn't put her hand down. "Um," she says. "Hi?"

Ankh doesn't particularly bother to notice whether he's likely to freak someone out by landing beside them, either. Unless he's avoiding being seen or something, but clearly right now that is not the case. He looks up dispassionately at whoever it is who's nearby, his lips quirking up into a lopsided smirk as he finds her clearly unsettled and frozen in the middle of what might have been an attempt to punch him.

"Heh."

Oh, good, the amused face and laughter is definitely going to make her like him more.

But it's not a threat or an attack, just a matter of chance, so Eve puts her hands down and relaxes, offers a quick tight flash of a smile. "...Right," she says. "Come here often?" With a pointed glance up and down, as though to indicate the transit he'd taken.

It still hardly would qualify as friendly. But she got his attention enough that he didn't just immediately decide she was boring and walk away, which is more than a lot of people could claim.

"Learning the territory," he replies, as if that's a perfectly clear answer to everything.

Friendly can wait. For a time when people aren't falling out of the sky on her.

The thing is, Eve wants to be offended, but she understands that motivation. She sighs. Shakes her head at him.

"And let me guess, part of learning the territory involves learning the elevations intimately, and not being subtle."

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Feel free to make up excuses for him to not get far if Kei won't interrupt

this is really stupid

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