Charles Patricius

The blonde who previously accompanied Dreameater during the show was not just a fan of his, but in fact a fan of the series Air Gear... and thus she was also a fan of Shutara. Pictures of/with both would surely be no issue; it wouldn't be the first time. "Lucky's more like it. The Aeons just decided they liked our looks, and the backstory was something they had to throw in once negotiations opened. Pictures are always awesome either way, so let's get whatever kind you want. Some of the Air Gear stuff should even be laying around here for the con later," he stated while quickly glancing over a few clothing racks full of unused costume ideas for the show. He hadn't used any of them, nor recruited anyone to wear the female ensembles on another rack, but they remained options. Just the same, it seemed there were some options either presented or interpreted by the black-haired girl as she responded to his open offer with one of a different sort. "That's... I'm not sure how to take that," he admitted. "But I like the energy either way. You two were really good for the show as well, so I owe you big time," he added. All the while, the sound heard by Miko was that of a small boy shuffling around in the stadium. He had medium-length black hair cut in a bob, a rather prominent cowlick protruding from its part. Large and curious blue eyes scanned the much taller adults in the vicinity, but never did they find what they were looking for. Whoever the boy was, he had no connection to anyone nearby. . .

Chizuru spoke of loans shared between friends, as if to counter his observation. Though she certainly had a point, it seemed a little misplaced when considering the topic of discussion. "So yes," he said with a sigh. There wasn't much time for exasperation, however. Talks of food based on what they'd seen in the show were reaching an end, and Chizuru... was reaching something else. Cans and the like were grasped, but in the end, she took hold of more than just rubbish. One particular reach during Akira's state of distraction caused the male to freeze. He definitely shouldn't have felt the grabbing of a water bottle or anything of the sort. No... he knew exactly what that feeling was, despite its differences due to being a foreign hand. "Green!" he exclaimed abruptly. There was nothing else Akira could think to say, so... his mind settled for the last word he managed to hear before a rather shocking turn of events.

A quick story was given about the nature of Shutara and Dreameater's appearance in Air Gear. Ai couldn't have been more enthused. "Really? That's so awesome. Lucky or not, still like the coolest thing ever! And it goes without saying that I love the music and I enjoyed being part of the show, even though it isn't my normal sort of thing~" she claimed. Air Gear's 2nd Generation was definitely her personal favorite for all their technological upgrades. And this pair was one of her favorites for the oddity of their ship type, which was sorely missing from the kind of garbage she normally read. She snapped that picture with Shutara and then upon heairng pictures were fine, moved for another with Dreameater as well. "No way! Thank you!~" she claimed immediately going to search through things. A couple of quickie pictures couldn't be missed and she knew Kaguya would take them for her. "Also, is this wandering off thing a new habit? We don't need another Chi-chan on our hands..." she asked about Miko as she looked through things. "Iia, more like... unmedicated year one," Kaguya explained, relating Miko's behavior to an earlier version of herself before her year of focus. "Like the energy huh? Sounds like a compliment to me, sankyuu♥~ I'm always like this~" she mentioned never once changing the tone of her voice, swiping through pictures on Ai's phone casually and snapping a few for her blonde friend. "You two are making it sound like there isn't much to worry about. Though, I'm still surprised she got away so silently and fast in those shoes," Shutara mentioned as she took a casual seat on a nearby couch. "There isn't... she'll pop up when she's cleared the distraction," claimed Ai, as she pulled a piece of modified headgear. She obviously felt the tuner energy and had a certain idea in mind. Ah but what was the distraction? Miko was approaching something and she'd find it. A black haired young boy with a cute little bowl cut seeming looking at the passing adults as if searching for something. "Oh, you're the one then. Are you waiting here for someone?" Miko asked as she approached lowering herself to the boy's level to show she wasn't a threat, and balancing on those heels in front of him but just outside of his direct line of sight. She knew what it was like to be small in a world of giant people.

The so yes, wasn't an enthusiastic answer. In all honesty Chizuru didn't expect one currently, "No, you can say no... I would accept it under certain conditions, but definitely not in this exact moment~" she claimed deviously. The truth of the matter was, she wanted a bit of adjustment time for him and obviouisly she was less aggressive than his usual pushy friend so everything was fine. Or was it? While they talked about food and other things, her cleaning of his bed resulted in an unintentional bit of physical contact and a gentle tug before she realized what she'd done. A yell of green was immediately met with her letting go and moving back with shock in her expression and her hand opening and closing. "Whoopsie!~" she exclaimed. "Is that our safe word? It's a good one, single syllable, easy to understand and all~" she joked seeming to want to downplay the absolute confusion of her moment. "Sorry, I make jokes at inappropriate times... I didn't mean to grab it like that. I mean, I'm blunt but not like that. I don't regret it either... that's, surprising. In a good way... especially if it's been like that this whole time..." she said rambling on through her first thoughts accidentally.

Well yeah, it was pretty cool. The Aeons are awesome. A bit aloof, but still great," Dreameater mentioned casually. Dealing with the Aeons was a privilege and an honor, but he felt the same about even little things... such as having two reasonable people join his shows. "Anyway, I'm glad you enjoyed joining the show. You both have great voices that I wouldn't mind singing with again, if you ever want. Even if it's just karaoke; I do actually like some casual singing." As the conversation continued, he sorted through a few of his own outfits to find the proper shirt and hoodie for the 'Air Gear' look. Shamelessly did he start tugging at his existing shirt to discard it, intending to get into costume right away since the others seemed to be perusing. As for Kaguya and how she was always like this, the half-shirtless man could hardly do less than laugh. "No surprise there. You seem the type. Go easy on me, yeah?" he pleaded jokingly.

Meanwhile, as Miko stumbled upon a young lad who had no clear belonging, she was brazenly stared at as if she possessed five heads. Sparkles filled his eyes, and he became lost in thought for several moments. Ah, but there was a question to answer. Once the boy's mouth finally closed, he remembered what the issue at hand was. "Oh! I was with Kaa-san, but I don't know which way I came from. She said if I got lost to go for Special Snacks, but... I don't know where special snacks are! Onee-san, do you know?"

Akira wasn't going to recover from this single meeting for ages to come. In fact, he would be doing the exact opposite of recovering in the near future. A simple 'whoopsie' wasn't going to make up for the fact that he'd now be sitting with a throbbing erection for hours more. One touch shouldn't have been so potent... and yet, it was. Chizuru joked about a safe word as if she had no issue with that turn of events, and Akira spent the next few moments wondering what the hell was going on. "Um. I. Well. I uh. You. What is happening to my life?" Akira didn't even know what to say; that was about all he had in mind. Every thought was a jumbled mess of broken lines and incomplete questions, alongside the flood of images that was already floating around in his subconscious today.

According to Dreameater, the Aeons were nice but aloof people. He claimed he also found working with them in any capacity to be great. "I bet. Their works are so full of complex relationships. I'd wager they have to just be observing all kinds of things all the time, even their tropes are refreshing!~" claimed Ai, who was apparently, just as big of a fan of the Aeons as she was of the two individuals here. Of course, Shutara was usually dressed as her character by virtue of her own preferences, such changes in attire weren't completely necessary. He even claimed he'd enjoyed singing with them complimenting their voices and wanting to sing with them again even if in a more casual setting. "Yeah, I could see that, Karaoke is pretty normal in the rotation. You never know when you might end up with lots of time for casual merriment~" claimed Kaguya in an off handed manner before she was addressed again. Causing Ai to stop searching through clothes to give her a strange look. One of those of shared words without noises. Ai had spoilers but, Kaguya had intuition. Whatever the case, it seemed that she was being asked to take it easy on Dreameater, she had something to say to that, "Maybe in your dreams~" she offered cheekily. She knew if a certain other person encountered him in her dreams he'd be receiving no easy treatment, not when she had a chance to casually peruse his body and find him to be... a bit interesting in build. Definitely more defined than normal humans. Ai found a pair of light up headphones, yellow and black in color with little cat ears and a certain belt to slip over her skirt. In the end, her little wardrobe change had her looking a bit like the female twin of a tuner pair in Air Gear's Second Generation. And such would begin an impromptu photoshoot.

Meanwhile, Iino Miko found the cause for her distraction and initially the small boy stared at her with a look she couldn't quite place. Even so, she made no moves to scare him and waited for him to speak. She had no idea what was going on in his mind, but smiled at him just the same. She could remember a few kids being met in such a way and her own oddities as an individual when she was much smaller. According to the boy, he'd been with his mother and they'd gotten separated but he was supposed to look for 'Special Snacks' to make his way back. "Oh? I have no idea what special snacks is but it sounds delicious. And I've been starving since the concert started anyway... " she said happily. "I'm still happy to help you find it. No use being lost alone~" she offered the lad extending her hand to him. "Miko desu~" she offered the little boy her name as well, wanting to make sure he didn't end up scared and would be willing to go with her while they tried to find his mother.

At the same time, that hospital room was experiencing something odd. While, Chizuru rambled and made inappropriate jokes, Akira seemed to settle on... speaking in fragments until coming to a single question. What was happening in his life, "Random stuff. Serendipity... good karma for facing off against Truck-chan on your own~" she claimed still making jokes. She wasn't at all off-put. In fact she was certain that was an undertaking she wanted now more than ever. "Don't think about it too much. And I promise, the next time I grab it, it will definitely be on purpose~" she teased while sitting up all the things off his bed she couldn't help herself as she rearranged herself to face the lad and keep that hidden monster within her periphery.

Dreameater nodded, agreeing about the Aeons and their usual stories. Many others would agree with them as well; everything from books to video games fell into top-rated media lists across the world. Just the same, Dreameater himself had been given much inspiration from the Aeons. "You're right. If I had to take a guess, they'd probably be interested in you guys too. You've both got the kinds of looks they like going for," he commented absently, steadying his new shirt for eventual donning. During that setup, Kaguya had something else to say ─ specifically regarding her conditions for going easy on him. In his dreams, eh? What an interesting opening. "I guess I'd better go to sleep then. I'm a pretty big daydreamer though, so maybe that'll work out. If not, I'm not sure what the headlines will be~" he joked. As there were photos to take, he picked up a prop guitar modeled after what the character 'Takao' used in Air Gear's manga. "Any specific poses or setups you guys want?"

Wherever special snacks were to be found, the lost boy would find his mother. Before any of that, however, he continued staring at the older female in front of him. She was mesmerizing for a number of reasons the young boy couldn't explain if he tried. Besides all that, she was offering to help him. "Special Snacks! You can drive!" he said with no context whatsoever, but as if he believed she could do so. Miko was the brunette's name, apparently. "Boku wa Seiya desu! Yoroshiku onegaishimasu!" he said, bowing quickly enough to nearly topple forward. Luckily, he did manage to catch himself. "Wah! I'm okay! Let's find whatever a special snack is!" he said happily.

As for Akira... he did have a fated encounter with Truck-chan and survive. Perhaps fate was smiling on him after that and the other tragedies of yesterday? Or... perhaps this was all some strange test of will, or a living hell of teases for accidentally surviving his fated end. One couldn't truly tell these things, but Akira knew for certain that more suffering was ahead. "Oh great. I wonder what happens if I win the fight instead. Probably a secret boss like Plane-ou or something," he grumbled. According to Chizuru, her next act of dick-grabbing would be a purposeful one. Akira sighed; he wasn't even sure what to make of that. He'd definitely be thinking about it too much, though. "Uh-huh. That's way too direct to be taken seriously. I'm gonna try and forget I even heard that," the young man decided in the end. As an attempted distraction, he tried to think about anime and the like. "So what's the next thing on the list?"

An interesting tidbit was shared, about the Aeons and how they might enjoy the looks of the two girls currently in his presence. "Oh? That will be interesting maybe..." Kaguya mused as if it mattered. "Hm, seeing myself in one of my favorite series... balanced against the fanart. And ugh, I don't want to imagine the fanfics..." said Ai shivering at the thought. She was actually quite the prolific writer of fanfictions, but they weren't nearly the kind of things that happened once someone's face became popular. She couldn't imagine what happened with the young people who found themselves plastered across the various forms of media that the Aeon's put out. "Eh, it's not so bad. Besides, it's pretty fun to see what people think sometimes. Or to see the alternate paths you could have taken from someone else's perspective~" Shutara encouraged. Of course, she couldn't know how true her words were, or how both girls were already well on their way to something quite similar even without the involvement of the Aeons. "Hai!~" Ai and Kaguya chimed together, both girls enjoying the friendliness of this slightly older young woman. Of course, the words Kaguya shared about dreaming were met with others, "Oya, daydreaming... I hadn't considered that," Kaguya said cheekily. 'Though I suppose you did admit to not sleeping well too,' she thought absently. Still, everyone seemed dressed for casual picture sessions and Kaguya was playing photographer. "Come on, group up. I need a few solo shots and then a few mix and matches... I know the kinds of things Ai-nee enjoys for her own pictures~" she claimed happily. It was far from the first time Kaguya played photographer, even in the last 24 hours.

Moving on from that... Miko was now properly talking with a small boy who seemed to be quite interesting. Special Snacks and she could drive. Something about the way he said that made her think he didn't mean lead the way. But she also wasn't quite sure, "Hm, I look grown up enough for that now? Yosh♪~" she excited chirped. Beyond that point she was introduced properly to the lad who was apparently, Seiya? The grin on Miko's face widened. "I always like Sei-people. No wonder I could hear you♪~" she mused almost to herself. "Seiya's a great name, and Sei-people can count on me. Let's go find Special Snacks! Also I am kind of hungry anyway, so we can have a little treat too, okay Sei-chan?~" she offered and stood up extending her hand to the other boy to lead him around the stadium. Of course, she headed for the food court as it was only logical to begin a search for Special Snacks where food was. And upon finding a place, Miko would be lead by her senses towards a dango stall...

At the same time, the tension within this hospital could be cut with a knife and it'd be broken by further joking on the part of Akira. "Secret boss? Plane-ou...ka? Yep, probably exactly that. Though, I've never played a game with one of those, I'd have to try it out to be able to completely confirm~" she said seemingly in deep thought. As they moved along in conversation the amount of subtle sexual desire was fairly open to interpretation. She'd teased that any further touching would be purposeful and he'd claimed that he'd pretend he didn't hear it. It was apparently too blunt to be taken seriously. "Oya? I don't know about that... is this a green moment. Would you turn down a helping hand... I see you could use one... even a strange little one like mine if you wanted~" she said still seemingly teasing. Was she serious? Probably. A dick like that was far from standard and she figured someone should be touching it and as he currently had neither hand, she would if he accepted her advances. As they moved past the subject he asked what was next on the list. "In Another World with my Smartphone... would probably be next. That one is a bit longer though, two whole seasons so it'd need to be broken up a bit... If you're interesting though... I'd be more than happy to swing back with it and dinner tomorrow~" she claimed happily, knowing that she should be slipping out with the next shift change or be stuck here for a while more.

On one end, a photoshoot was beginning in the stadium Dreameater recently performed within. Elsewhere in the very same stadium, a young male named Seiya was looking quizzically at one Iino Miko. Her confusion about her own visible adulthood was strange. She had to be at least 30 or something, right? Seiya couldn't make sense of it. Regardless, it seemed having 'Sei' in his name was a positive that would more easily gain him assistance from this one. He didn't know why that had anything to do with her hearing him, but a young lad such as Seiya wasn't one to look the proverbial gift horse in its mouth. "Hai hai! I don't know what Special Snacks are supposed to be, but Kaa-san should be wherever they are! It's something suckable!" he announced while taking the older girl's hand and lead.

Meanwhile, Akira considered the ramifications of his own existence. Maybe he would have to deal with some greater boss than Truck-chan. Maybe he was actually in some permanent hell. Either way, there was one thing he'd kick himself for saying no to... provided a certain someone didn't beat the living hell out of him first. He didn't have usable hands or very much by way of physical ability at present, so it would be stupid to reject a 'helping hand' if offered. "Well I mean... that'd be a waste, but I'm not exactly..." Akira paused there, taking a moment to recall what occurred in his life recently. "Oh... I guess I am, huh? Right," he said, sighing again. As for the next anime on Chizuru's list, it sounded like quite an undertaking. Akira had nothing but time to spare, however ─ probably for some weeks to come. He had to do something. "Two seasons doesn't sound too bad. I think I've got plenty of time to squeeze it in, despite my super busy schedule and all," he joked.

While a photoshoot took place, a meandering would lead two young people towards a dango shop. All the while, Miko was absorbing the information the lad spouted about where he should have been and boxing it with... odd results. He also didn't know what special snacks were supposed to be, but if his mom was supposed to be there, then Miko would help him find her. Though apparently he lacked real urgency. Miko followed along with the lad and took in all the surroundings. "You know, you don't seem very scared about this... does this happen to you a lot?" she wondered almost absently as they moved about. 'Special Snacks that were suckable,' sounded like the kind of childish way Miko herself would have referred to her sexual activities. In fact, 'Special Snacks' might be watch she called her most recent photo album on her phone. She immediately blocked this out of her thoughts giving consideration to the idea that most adults wouldn't be that upfront with a child. She'd accompanied several lost children through retracing their steps before and usually they were much more frightened than this lad appeared to be.

At the same time, things in the hospital were winding down. Chizuru kept saying discrete little things to gauge the reactions of Akira. It would seem that he wouldn't turn down a helping hand if offered. It would seem that by his initial reaction he thought it a waste to take something like that and considered that he shouldn't until he remembered. Breakups did terrible things to the psyche. A lot of people were easily preyed upon during the moments leading up to and immediately after a separation. None made that more obvious than Akira who'd nearly died from his own shock. Of course... Chizuru wouldn't comment on that part, nor would she let it stop her advances. No, taking advantage of such openings was important and it needed to be done... for his own good even. "Oya? That's a bit better than what I expected. No worries... I won't be retracting the offer or anything and I am pretty sure I don't think it'd be a waste~" she teased gently. Of course, there was the matter of their next show and though it was much more lengthy than the one they'd watched today, it seemed that Akira still had his wits about him enough to joke on the subject. "Oh yes, your schedule is definitely full. I wouldn't want to impose on a person so busy as yourself... thank you for the opportunity, glad to be of service!~" she claimed giving a mocking little bow as she hopped from the bed gracefully having gotten rid of all the snack papers and other such things. She began packing up her own bag and making sure his things were all in reach, for whatever that was worth. "So then, tomorrow, a hot meal, more snacks and two seasons of anime?" she asked of the lad seemingly happy with their upcoming plans.

Seiya had no reason to feel fear for missing his mother. She'd be found eventually, wherever those special, suckable snacks were. Moreover, the boy felt he was in good company. Did this happen to him often? Well... that depended on what 'often' meant in this particular case. "A couple of times. It's no biggie! You're here to help, so it'll be alright!" he said with surety. Even with no prior knowledge of Miko or reason to trust her, Seiya harbored an absolute faith in her kindness and helpfulness. Even more importantly than that, there was a dango stall just ahead of them. Seiya looked onward with a gleam in his eyes much similar to what he showed when first meeting Miko. "Wuah! I couldn't come here before!" he announced.

Whatever Chizuru expected from Akira's response, what he gave was apparently better. It was seeming like she actually came with a bit of seriousness beneath all the jokes, much to Akira's surprise. The offer remained in place for whatever reason, though it seemed there was no urgency or overt pushiness. Maybe it would all fall by the wayside before the next day. "Good you understand. At this point, I'll be spending most of my days wiggling my fingers and stuff. It's a pretty big deal that I can find the time for anime and food, you know?" he continued. With that, Akira let his eyes wander toward the preparing Chizuru, as he wondered how she'd successfully slip through the hospital without being caught and chastised. Tomorrow was going to be a full day, but he doubted a single moment of it would be spent in boredom. "Sounds like a plan to me. You know where to find me... here, taking care of all this epic finger-wiggling business. It's all part of my training montage for the next big battle."

Miko was being familiarized with this young boy's life so far. Apparently only a couple of times had he gotten separated from his mother, but he seemed to have a pretty good outlook about it. She felt, kindred with this lad, as a person who often found herself in strange situations. "Sou ka, that's a good attitude. Though, it's still weird to me that I am so trustworthy~" she claimed in an offhanded manner. If he was sure they would find his mother, she'd make sure that he found her, even if she had to get a bit of help to do it. But she was more keen to observe this lad, who seemed enthused about some future delectables. The sparkle in his eyes was noteworthy and one which Miko shared herself as well. "Sou ka, it always sucks to miss out on stuff. But I am a firm believe that you shouldn't miss out twice~" she claimed, which was factual in more ways than she'd have cared to describe to anyone. "Come on, we'll have a snack, looking around on an empty stomach would be exhausting~" she claimed. Approaching a brown haired girl who seemed to be pretty hard at work. "Irasshaimase!~" The girl behind the counter said looking at the pair. "Pick three for a single skewer, any flavors you like for a personalized experience!~" she claimed which was an interesting premise. Behind her were a list of flavors for dango skewers which could be ordered in sets or separately. "Any flavors strike your fancy?" Miko asked her companion for the day, mostly for ideas as she always had trouble choosing.

At the same time, the slight seriousness beneath the surface of Chizuru's jokes was noticed but it seemed acceptable at least. They could continue to talk and work towards a goal that one of them didn't seem to know they were currently sharing. Just the same, Chizuru, having cleaned up his room reached into her bag pulling out a hairtie and giving herself a messy bun and slipping on a pair of glasses as well. "Yes, yes, wouldn't want to lose out on any mobility. Fingers are quite important you know... your upcoming battle with plane-ou might require level 100 dexterity~" she claimed as if it all made sense. "I'd never stand in the way of anyone's training," she asserted as she slipped on a white overcoat which hung down past her knees, and pulled a little surgical mask and hung it over one ear. When she slipped out of this room, she'd look like one of the lab techs sneaking off for coffee. No one would suspect a thing. "I do know where to find you. Maybe... someday, you'll have to show me the furits of all that finger based training!~" she claimed with a cheeky smirk as she slipped that mask on properly. "Ja ne, Kurusu-kun!~" she added slipping out of the door and making a dead eye'd beeline for the nearest stairway. Of course, with the mask fogging up her glaases she'd likely look like many others currently drifting out. All apart of her plan.