[AQ] Nakijin Castle [Hiro/Wakana]

[Wakana]

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{AQ}Nakijin Castle
Description:
The school is paying a visit to the Nakijin castle ruins, it’s a 20-30 minute walk through green scenery and a great view of the coast. It seems that you got lost, though; where did your group go? Your phone doesn’t seem to have a signal, either...

Retrace your steps until you find anything or anyone familiar. Maybe one of your friends friend got lost too? Stick together!: +2 Guardians, -1 Roost

Keep looking for signal or a safe place to wait to be found. Everyone knows you shouldn’t wander off when you’re lost: -1 Faberge, +2 Roost

YOLO your way through the field. It’s a tourist way, you’ll totally find your way to the end by yourself... Right?: -1 Guardians, +1 Faberge, +1 Roost
Lost?
No way! It’s called “adventure”... Make the most of your situation!: -1 Guardians, +2 Faberge


Requirements: None

Getting lost from a group was a perfectly acceptable reason to have a minor panic attack. Even more so when on an island literally situated as far from the mainland as can be while still being Japan. Wakana sat off to the side on a bench, feeling all to warm in a way that didn't involve the sun. Trying to calm herself was becoming a bit of a challenge. Between fighting the growing burning of her eyes, and the tightness of her chest, trying to take measured breaths was a little difficult. Objectively, she knew that getting lost wasn't that big of a deal. She wasn't absentminded enough to not know where they were staying for the trip, or the vague schedule planned for the outing. Her mind couldn't help but race at the silliest of possibilities. What if she gets in trouble for getting lost? What if they change plans and leave early? What if she couldn't find her way back to the hotel? The thoughts went on and on in various what-if scenarios.

Silly? Yes.

Could she help what her brain thought? No.

As it was, her hands were fiercely trembling from their place curled into the fabric on her chest while her body curled into itself.


Hiro

[Hiro]

He wasn't lost... nah, he'd separated from his group a while ago. And not just because he'd gotten distracted by something and they'd moved on... nah... he wasn't lost, remember? Just exploring, yes. His hands slipped into his pockets as he "explored" the area. He remembered exactly where the path was, yes... it was... uh... to- behind him. Yes, behind him. Somewhere.

Pushing those thoughts out of his head, he hummed softly as he walked. Pulling out his phone, he noticed... oh, no signal. Of course. That was fine though, because he wasn't lost. He started to sing softly to himself.

"There was a time when I was alone... Nowhere to go and no place to call home. My only friend was the man in the moon, And even sometimes he would go away, too..." Of course, singing Lost Boys when you're not lost... reaaaaally convincing there, Hiro. But hey, it was stuck in his head and he was gonna sing it no matter what, so there he goes. "Then one night, as I closed my eyes, I saw a shadow flying high. He came to me with the sweetest smile, Told me he wanted to talk for awhile. He said, 'Peter Pan, that's what they call me. I promise that you'll never be lonely,' and ever since that day... I am a lost boy from Neverland, Usually hanging out with Peter Pan, And when we're bored we play in the woods. Always on the run from Captain Hook, 'Run, run, lost boy,' they say to me, Away from all of reality..." His English wasn't very good, you could hear his accent pretty thickly, but hey, it was practice, and it wasn't horrible to practice singing, right? Besides, someone might possibly hear him and come save him from being lo- he's not lost.

[Wakana]

A familiar voice reached her ears, grabbing her attention like a bad case of whiplash. It was something other than terrifying thoughts to focus on. Well, that and the atrocious English was hard to ignore. Not surprising though, few people grew up with it like she had. Wakana peered in the direction of the voice, leaning forward to catch a glimpse of the person. Ah, yep, it was Hiro. She hesitated a moment, contemplating if she should catch his attention, before deciding screw it. They were both probably lost. Being alone was worse, right?

"Hiro-senpai!" she called out, a tiny tremble in her voice as she waved him over. "Over here!"
She wasn't being selfish, nope, not at all. Totally A-okay. Totally.

[Hiro]

It wasn't like his English was HORRIFIC or anything... just that it was obviously... not practiced very often and thus, not too great. He hummed a bit, then paused as he heard a voice that sounded somewhat familiar. It took him a moment as he turned toward the girl and... yep, it was none other than Wakana Hall.

He turned, heading over toward her. "Wani-chan." He smiled slightly. "Hello hello... what brings you out this far away from the groups? Did you get separated and become lost from the herd?" He asked, as if he wasn't lost himself. No siree, definitely not lost.

[Wakana]

"Mm, yeah. Pretty much." she admitted freely, shoulders drawing down and back to face reality. Her teeth flashed broadly in a part embarrassed, part sheepish smile. "I got a little distracted taking pictures. What about you? Causing trouble?" A teasing lit entered her voice, hiding her true feelings behind a wall of steel. Show no weakness, ah, her dad would be pleased. Maybe. "Off chasing tourist tail?"

Him wandering off to flirt with someone would not surprise her one bit. Well she could secretly be thankful for it. In her mind. Far away from Hiro's ego. It was large enough as is, Wakana didn't plan to add to it any time soon.

[Hiro]

"I'm always causing trouble." He replied with a wink, then a laugh escaped at the chasing tail comment. "Maybe- why- does it make you jealous?" He wagged his brows suggestively, in a joking manner... then laughed. "Or were you following me or something maybe? How cute."

He brushed a bit of hair out of his face, then pocketed his hands once more. "Well, now we can explore together." He gestured over to her. "C'mon." He turned and started walking again... blatantly disregarding the fact that they were both lost and probably up shit creek without a paddle. Maybe they'd run into the groups while wandering?

[Wakana]

Her eyes rolled exaggeratedly at his accusations, a playful scoff sounding from her lips. "How criminal. You only wish it were so." With great purpose, eyes gave him a look over. "You're only so-so, I suppose." Then again, so was everyone. The ocean was far more interesting than other people. She pursed her watching as he went a moment before following. It took a moment for her to catch up, curse her short stride, but when she did she questioned the logic in wandering aimlessly aloud.

"Senpai, if you get us hopelessly lost, I'll eat you first."
Yes she just suggested cannibalism with a straight face and an even voice.
It was a joke.
Mostly.

[Hiro]

"Cute that you seem to think so." He mused aloud, amused. He eyed her as well, looking her up and down. "You're cute but not really my type." He shrugged. What is your type anyway Hiro. He walked along, glancing over at her as she suggested cannibalism. That made him chortle honestly. "I wouldn't be that tasty... probably sinewy." He thought about it a moment. "You'd be tastier. You've got at least some fat on you." He meant it in a totally complimentary way, I promise... even if it didn't come out as such.

"But nice to know where your loyalties lie." He added light heartedly... not even bothered by the talk of cannibalism.

[Wakana]

"What is your type then?" she asked, tilting her head sideways to peer at him with curious eyes. Not forgetting to pinch his side for the fat comment, even if it hardly bothered her. Honestly, they were pretty much the same fat wise as far as she could tell, but that wasn't really something she could comment on unless she could word it in a way that couldn't be twisted into Wakana checking him out.

"Tits on sticks?" Okay, so maybe she worded that a little crudely. Not that she minded much. Dating and attractiveness never much interested her other than outwardly being able to tell that someone was at least aesthetically pleasing to the eye. "Harajuku girls? Or maybe..." Wakana trailed off dramatically, struggling to keep a serious expression on her face "...Fangirls!" A pause of expectation before she couldn't hold it in any longer. She laughed hysterically at the mental image that produced.