courtings | to light the darkness.

[ Tenma is wandering around carrying a really old, beat up ball and a small green bag. After a moment, he pauses. ]

.... Huh? This isn't the riverbank.

[ He must have spaced out while he was walking and missed a turn... This place doesn't look familiar. It does't even look like Inazuma-Chou. Luckily, there's a stranger walking by! He calls out to him. ]

Um...! Sorry, but I think I'm kind of lost. Do you know where this is...?

[Though Romania has never been the type to take cooking too seriously, he's decided that today calls for something special. And for what reason? The details were unimportant.

With his hair tied back and sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the nation wastes no time pouring a moderate amount of wine into two glasses.]

You see, the secret to every good meal is a happy cook, so wine is an absolute necessity.

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[And then one morning, Renji just washes up on the shore with seaweed in his hair. One waterlogged Shinigami, coming up. He has sand in places he'd rather not discuss.]

...where the fuck am I?

[He wasn't sure where he was, or what exactly these creatures were, but they moved enough like Unversed to give him a good idea of how to deal with them.

The Chaos Ripper was a weight in his hand, an unpleasant reminder, but it had the best reach, the most power, something that he needed as the creatures closed in on him, seeping from the shadows in the dark streets.]

[This isn't what she'd been expecting. Not even close.

Not that she'd even known what to expect, this whole thing completely unfamiliar, completely unknown to her. But a town? Even Xion can tell she probably shouldn't have ended up in some kind of town, one she was never sent to by the Organization.

One thing in it, one person in it, however, is familiar, a face she thinks she recognizes. One she should recognize, all considered. And, really, it's not so strange that she'd run into him now, is it? Maybe this really is the right place.]

...Sora?

[ Now this place was familiar.

Half his own memories and half Ventus's-- But this is a place Vanitas knows. If only because of--

There's someone nearby, and there's not even enough time to decide whether or not to hide. They move into view, and for not the first time, Vanitas is glad for the mask worn. Because this wouldn't be as hilarious otherwise.

Because, this is the boy whose face Vanitas gained.

He laughs, loudly. And says nothing for now. ]

rolled 'lost' on that prompt meme? :|a

cooking | ah.......

(up to you if you want to keep all that tasty Landel's CR ^_~)

Somewhere in Traverse Town

took a wrong turn on the way to sora's heart?