http://darknight-ren.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] darknight-ren.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-10-09 09:31 pm

No coffee, just black tea [Open, and post-Contagion]

Once the City was no longer under lockdown, Ren had found a little bit of home--actually, home itself: Atori Teahouse.

Everything seemed to be just the way it had been--the canisters of tea throughout the cafe itself, the china, and the cake ingredients meant for Yui's birthday. And in the apartment in the back was all of his stuff...as well as Sanako's, Shinji's, and Yui's. Even the mirror Ren had used to seal Darkwing within had come from Yui's things.

Managing not to think about his lost friend, Ren set aside his Deck and the mirror and set the kettle to boil.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-10-10 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
He'd been restless, wandering through the ship that hadn't been quarantined off. Restless, puzzled, unsure what to do with himself. Like a ship without a heading, he had wandered, switching from his newly-learned walking to his familiar, primeval crawl at random.

Most of that's for practical, mobility purposes. Or so he tells himself.

He tells himself that he hasn't been sitting useless, waiting in the wings with worry and nothing to hand. That it's all to be well, if not already is. And then, he smells...

Something. Of course, curiosity is the perfect excuse to sniff and find that scent.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-10-10 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Sniff. Sniff. Chirp.

With a forward-twitch of his ears, the anomaly moves as close as he dares to the scent even if that means brushing by a wall or some other thing he can't identify.

"Hell-loww?"

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-10-10 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Eee. Rrrr-enne fin-d new s-mell, so ah-splorrre."

Chirp. He's down in his crawl again but not for long. Carefully moving toward the sound, the oddity stops at what he hopes is a proper distance and slowly rises to stand up.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-10-10 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Sniff. Chirp.

Finding the cup after a minute or so, the creature offers a dip of his head and then...well, upon whispering a brief word, as if thanking the tea itself, has a sip. Don't worry. He likes things hot and for good reason.

"Th-is be goo-d."

A hand/paw dips into his britches pocket then, fishing out a simple bronze coin.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-10-10 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Eee? Wha-t be wha-t?"

Chirp. Can't react to gestures or things like that, so it might take a bit for him to realise Ren means the coin in his paw.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-10-10 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
Doh! Flash of slight embarrassment of momentary stupidity.

"Eee. Is frrrom Rrrrih-Din. Rrrr-enne wahn-t gi-ve yeu, fohrrr Tee."

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-10-10 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Eee. Is Tee, eey-ess? Rrrr-enne go-t...Tee too. Bu-t we noh call it Tee."

Oh dear, slightly nervous almost-babbling.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-10-10 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ooooh. Wha-t it be cahlled? Yeu wahn-t may-bee, trrrade Tee?"

Chirp. It's an invitation and a question -- Cross-culture trade-off with tea?

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-10-11 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Darrr-djee-nin-g. Rrrr-enne noh kno-w wha-t tha-t be."

He's curious though, very curious, given the flashes of Curious-colour flying across his skin. A few minutes later, he gently puts the box down, only to retrieve a little sack from his pocket. This, he offers.

"Eee. Trrry th-is, eey-ess? Is frrrom L'Langiniarrr."

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-10-11 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"In-dee-ah? Whe-rrre tha-t be? Is in Urrrff?"

He's caught on that Earth, like many other locations, has nations, realms, kingdoms. Whatever one wishes to call them.

"Eee. It...was big sit-tee, in whe-rrre Rrrr-enne be frrrom. It noh be hee-rrre no morrre. -- Hee."

Ah, there's a flash of 'happy' there. He loves it when he can share native delicacies. Mentioning, he finishes off his own cup of this darjeeling stuff. And gives a purr. Yes, very good.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-10-11 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Oooh. Urrrff be big p-lace too?"

He misses the nod and any other gesture but that's all right. By now, the little oddity's grinning and reeking of curious fascination. Plus, the whole sharing-the-same-name thing is kind of cool to him.

"Hee."

Many Apologies -- Slow!fail.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-11-10 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Oooh! Wha-t one yeu go-t? Yeu tehll?"

Squeakchirp. Oh my, he's slightly excited now, with curious flashing rapidly in increasingly intricate patterns across his skin.

Drat. Sorry! I'll try.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-11-11 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Oooh. Rrrr-enne wahn-t to leahrrrrn Djah-Pahn!"

Of course, he wants to learn nearly anything he encounters. So what they say about his curiosity is pretty much true.

Insatiable.

Re: Drat. Sorry! I'll try.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-11-11 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Eee?"

Although curious, he's a patient critter and sits quietly. When 'Ren' returns, Renne's paws carefully extend toward the sound of something being put down. Although he can't read them like any sighted individual, the device Billy had constructed is sure to take care of that.

"Is yeu...fohrrr surrre?"

He will of course, return them in the same condition they're in now.

Re: Drat. Sorry! I'll try.

[identity profile] bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com 2010-11-11 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Eeee.. Rrrr-enne say than-k yeu. Rrrr-enne brrrin-g ba-ck."

That's a thing a man could bet money on. Crawling forward to offer an appreciative nudge, Renne then very carefully tucks the other's offering under one arm. He's not moving until they're secure and have little chance of damage.

[identity profile] capture-worlds.livejournal.com 2010-10-10 02:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Tsukasa's motorcycle pulled up to the Teahouse. When he heard the sounds of someone inside, though; he decided to investigate.

After entering, he saw..."Ren. Ren Akiyama. The ship decided to awaken you?"

[identity profile] capture-worlds.livejournal.com 2010-10-10 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Tsukasa shrugged. "Probably not, as I hadn't passed through your world before. However, I already know all about you..." He leaned in a little before saying, "Kamen Rider Knight."

[identity profile] capture-worlds.livejournal.com 2010-10-11 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
"There are several Riders, here; including one you might recognize. In addition, I don't think the Rider Battle can really happen in this place." Tsukasa said, while he took a picture of Ren sipping his tea.

[identity profile] capture-worlds.livejournal.com 2010-10-11 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Tsukasa nodded. "For me, your Rider Battle is over; I had long since left the World of Ryuki before I even came here. As for your Battle, I would think you could be in a better position to answer than I would."

[identity profile] capture-worlds.livejournal.com 2010-10-12 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
A half-grin appeared for a second on Tsukasa's lips. "Worry not, my good Ren; saving the worlds is what I've been doing for a long time."