[Open] Monthly Catch-All Log

[totheno1]

WHO: Kei Nanjo and various people (like you!)
WHERE: Various areas of this world
WHEN: The entire month
WHAT: Quests, logs, anything else
WARNINGS: Kei's his own warning

(If you'd like a specific prompt or want to do a quest with Kei, please let me know via PM or contact me at pixle. His color is blue, and he's currently by himself in his house.)

Comments

[theshowsover]

[He nods, and tries again. He goes a lot more quickly this time, bouncing a bit on the bike as he flies down the cobblestones of Ruga. He makes it down the street, to the end, without falling, though he has to screech to a stop, leaving a bit of a mark (the mark is gray, though, rather than a more satisfying black skid mark).

He turns back to look at Kei, smiling a bit.]

Better?

[totheno1]

[There's probably rocks under it. Some parts might have gotten damaged. It's his only thing left from home...

...And yet, he just smiles and nods briefly. He can understand that smile. It reminded him of the first time he had tried it back then...]

Yes. Well done. What do you think of the bike itself?

[Ignoring the fact that it's a Harley Davidson which are already expensive and even more so in Japan, and it's a limited edition model.]

[theshowsover]

[He feels pretty satisfied with the praise, smiling just a little bigger. Leader of the Phantom Thieves or no, Akira is still just a kid, at the end of the day.

He looks down at the bike itself as though just now forming an opinion on it.]

It's... nice. [He sounds a little unsure.] I don't know much about them...

[He knows a Harley Davidson is probably pretty expensive since it's American, but other than that...]

[totheno1]

[Somehow his answer seems to please Kei.]

That's how I was too, honestly...I knew nothing about them three years ago before I tried riding one.

[He moves a little closer and crosses his arms, looking upward.]

Riding allows me to be by myself with no one watching my back. [A pause.] That, and my...parents have been very vocal that they dislike it and it somehow lowers my standing.

[So of course he's going to do it even more and get all the equipment he can buy to deck himself from head to toe.]

[theshowsover]

[That, at least, is a feeling Akira can understand, even if he can't afford to buy a motorcycle out of rebellious spite like Kei can. The feeling of constantly having eyes on you, judging you... their circumstances are very different, but it's a feeling familiar to Akira.]

It gives you freedom.

[And freedom is valuable. He understands this.]

[totheno1]

[Freedom.]

Yes, exactly. Brief as it may be, leaving everything behind just to think and drive. Maybe this is why it ended up with me here.

[He looks back at Akira, pushing his glasses with a single finger.]

If you'd like to ride a little longer, it's up to you.

[theshowsover]

[That sounds nice, even if it's only brief. He thinks he understands Kei a little better now.

He nods in response, before revving the motorcycle again. He'll give it another spin, maybe go around the block this time.

He gives a little wave to Nanjo, and then he's off!]

[totheno1]

[It's just too bad that Kei would never realize that his brief moments of freedom he was actually being followed by his bodyguard in secret. At least for now.

The sound of the motorcycle taking off really is somehow relaxing for him. Akira seems to be a fast learner so he's not too worried about it.

Except he doesn't wave back, just nods at him. Kei will be Kei, after all.]

[theshowsover]

[He's not sure just from this is a motorcycle will ever be his preferred mode of transportation, but he's certainly enjoying it for the moment. He rides around the block, turns, comes back, eventually reappearing on the street Nanjo stands on.

Here he comes on his way back...!

...Nanjo should probably move out of the way.]

[totheno1]

[He should probably move out of the way. While Akira's quick mastery of the bike is more than admirable, maybe it hadn't been the wisest of decisions to give him carte blanche about the speed he could move with.

He jumps backwards to make sure he doesn't get in the other's way, but now he's keeping a closer eye on the other.]

[theshowsover]

[He takes it around one more time before finally coming back and rolling to a stop in front of Nanjo. At least he doesn't break hard this time.

He pulls of his helmet, brushing a hand through his hair which is even more frizzy now thanks to all the static.]

How was that?

[totheno1]

[Is that what his hair looks like when he takes off his helmet? After all, he hadn't had proper gel to coat his hair evenly. Well, not the time to think about that.]

Apart from coming a little close to me, you did very well. More importantly, how did that feel for you?

[theshowsover]

[He gives it a moment's thought, before grinning. It's small, but full.]

It was pretty cool.

[Riding around on a motorcycle makes him feel just a little more awesome.]

Just to let you know, I submitted this lesson as completed! I'll ping you when I get the socks haha

[totheno1]

[They both definitely agree there.]

I'm glad. Such distractions are important at times, be they even better when it is something you truly enjoyed doing. Had this bike had unlimited fuel, I would have given you more time, but unfortunately my time with it is finite.

[theshowsover]

You're almost out of fuel?

[He didn't think of that while he was riding around, but he guesses it's true: there's not really any gas stations here, or even necessarily gasoline anywhere.

What a bummer.]

Ah... sorry for wasting some.

[totheno1]

Don't worry about it, young lad. I wouldn't have offered this lesson if I didn't know its risks. I see it as allowing others to enjoy it...imagine if the fuel tank leaked or was accidentally destroyed...what could would it be for me then to have kept it full?

[He crosses his arms.]

Besides, perhaps we will end up finding the necessary gasoline somewhere.

[theshowsover]

[That's a very nice way of looking at it. Akira is actually pretty impressed with that reasoning.

And he has a practical point, too.]

True. I'll keep an eye out.

[Never know when some might show up.]