Walking.

It was a nice day out. Probably about noon. X was just kind of wandering the streets. He had no direction, and at this point he might as well be lost, but all the same he kept walking. The city was big. It'd be unlikely he'd just find his way home, but he could always just head toward the school if he really wanted to go home later. His outfit was that of his school uniform, tie hanging low with it's skull, shirt with the top three buttons undone, and jacket thrown over his shoulder. He had left directly from the school.

Eventually he stopped to lay on a bench and wait. He wasn't asleep, he was just waiting. Waiting for something to happen. Waiting for a command. Waiting for anything really. It may be his birthday, but to him that was just another day.

Bj was walking around Death City in boredom, "I wish something exciting would happen..." The white haired weapon murmured, putting a pocky stick in his mouth. Bj walked for a while before sitting on the bench that X happened to be sitting on, hoping the boy wouldn't mind him sitting there. Bj glanced the brown haired boy  to gage his reaction, only to see that the meister's face was blank and expressionless, Huh, kid must've been through some stuff..., Bj thought. So the weapon sat there, also waiting for something, and wondering if he should say hi to the boy next to him.

X didn't pay BJ any mind. He didn't even look back at him. His body was still, it's only movement being the gentle breathing in and out of his lungs. It didn't matter who BJ was to X. Unless BJ tried to interact with him or something, X would pay him no mind. X kept a dead stare into the distance. He wasn't looking at anything in particular, just zoned out. In a way, he almost seemed like he was thinking, but he wasn't. No, X didn't think. He knew better than that. Thinking only lead to getting in trouble.

Bj started to feel awkward in the silence, This...Is so weird....Maybe he's going through stuff?, the white haired boy thought, he cleared his throat a bit "Uh....Hey...How's it going?" Bj asked awkwardly, he looked down at the brunette to see if he reacted.

X glanced over at Bj. He was being talked to. Why did this guy care how he was? X had never seen this man in his life. Either way, that was a question. It required a response. "Fine..." X responded flatly. He had no interest in a conversation, but whatever.

Bj shuffled a bit when the boy answered his question so robotic like, Huh, not very friendly....Or lively....But Its better than nothing, right?, "Um.....Pocky?" He asked, holding up one of the chocolate covered biscuit sticks towards X.

X took a second to observe the stick. Pocky was food, wasn't it? It loked like some kind of candy. Shrugging, he took it carefully, amd gave it a light sniff. When he decided that it was harmless, he took a bite of it. It was crunchy and sweet. Almost like a cracker stick with a candy coating. He glanced over at Bj, almost looking like he was about to say something to him, but after a short moment he seemed to change his mind and lean back on the bench.

Bj just sat there, still holding the uneaten part of the pocky, "Uh.......you were supposed to take the whole thing....But whatever, it's cool...", the weapon murmured, he took out a pocky stick for himself, putting it into his mouth, he leaned back, closing his eyes as a breeze ruffled his pale hair. 


Ooc: Are we still going to have the kishin egg attack?