D [The unfortunate thing about being new in the midst of a festival dedicated to friendship and love was rather obvious to most, but for Okita his disappointment centered on one single booth. The sign above said booth should have been surrounded by heralds and angels trumpeting a celebration while streams of light burst forth around it, if only Okita knew what that particular metaphor. Instead, he stood alternatively staring up at "Cake Feeding" and looking into the all-you-could-have-eaten buffet line with a sorrowful expression on his face.
Normally he would have asked Hijikata to take him in, but with the vice commander missing from this world, Okita had to step outside his comfort zone. It was time to ask a passerby because cake was on the line and he wasn't about to miss out completely.]
Excuse me? Are you busy?
F [Saizo was unamused by the new addition to Okita's entourage. Admittedly, as a grumpy piglet, it was rare that Saizo was ever amused by anything. Still, if Saizo could talk, he would say there was just something off-putting about how his master, a grown man in his twenties, was cooing over the inanimate stuffed pigs and freakish lizards.
Okita, on the other hand, saw nothing wrong with fawning over cute things, but was having trouble figuring out which he wanted (and could afford). He picked up the pig first and held it down for his pet to see, wiggling it back and forth in front of his face.]
Aren't they cute, Saizo?
[The pig rolled his eyes, grunted, and looked away, which was Okita's cue that he should ask the person standing next to them.]
They're cute, aren't they? He's just being sore about how they look.
Okita Souji ☆ Peace Maker Kurogane
[The unfortunate thing about being new in the midst of a festival dedicated to friendship and love was rather obvious to most, but for Okita his disappointment centered on one single booth. The sign above said booth should have been surrounded by heralds and angels trumpeting a celebration while streams of light burst forth around it, if only Okita knew what that particular metaphor. Instead, he stood alternatively staring up at "Cake Feeding" and looking into the all-you-could-have-eaten buffet line with a sorrowful expression on his face.
Normally he would have asked Hijikata to take him in, but with the vice commander missing from this world, Okita had to step outside his comfort zone. It was time to ask a passerby because cake was on the line and he wasn't about to miss out completely.]
Excuse me? Are you busy?
F
[Saizo was unamused by the new addition to Okita's entourage. Admittedly, as a grumpy piglet, it was rare that Saizo was ever amused by anything. Still, if Saizo could talk, he would say there was just something off-putting about how his master, a grown man in his twenties, was cooing over the inanimate stuffed pigs and freakish lizards.
Okita, on the other hand, saw nothing wrong with fawning over cute things, but was having trouble figuring out which he wanted (and could afford). He picked up the pig first and held it down for his pet to see, wiggling it back and forth in front of his face.]
Aren't they cute, Saizo?
[The pig rolled his eyes, grunted, and looked away, which was Okita's cue that he should ask the person standing next to them.]
They're cute, aren't they? He's just being sore about how they look.