Well Spit and Hades. (Invite Only)

Yuuki ran a hand through her dark brown hair, sighing through her nose. The scent of fresh grass was welcome to her nose, even if it slightly itched at times. The air was fresh, and was for once, free of people. However, there were a few batches of screaming kids which left Yuuki wincing from their sheer volume. She really wasn't that fond of children. It wasn't that they were monsters... it was just the fact that they could become very irritating at times.

And Yuuki was annoyed with that.

And she also happened to be living with a child under the same roof. Of course, she enjoyed Aiko's company and all, but the child's loud and piercing screaming would always disrupt Yuuki's peace and quiet when the child wanted food. It wasn't even crying; it was literal wailing. The cry of a devil spawn. The screech of impending doom. Of course, Yuuki would never say this out loud, for fear that Draligon the overprotective father would come to his daughter's rescue. It was best not to make a daikaiju angry, especially when it involved his daughter.

As Yuuki walked past a group of makeup-clad girls sitting on the bench, she past the sight of a tall blonde-haired man with a small girl holding a red frisbee. As the girl darted away soon after, Yuuki couldn't help but stare at the man's outfit.

Was he another cosplayer? Those were some mighty realistic feathers he was wearing, plus the fact that he had yet more feathers obscuring his left eye. That was some strange fashion sense, something that had yet to be worn in modern day. She frowned slightly, then eyed her outfit. The difference was drastic.

Yuuki hesitated for a few seconds, before heading towards the man. Upon arrival, she noticed that he was a good few inches taller than her, but she didn't let that faze her. An innocent and polite smile drifted across her facial features, gray eyes staring at the taller man.

"Are you cosplaying with that outfit? Those are some very realistic feathers."

"Cosplaying? I'm afraid I don't understand what exactly you're saying. Though, I guess Six and Allelujah warned me about that."

As Yuuki listened to this response, she hummed to herself. So he was like the other two. She figured they would have been related somehow, what with their similar yet so different styles of clothing. She crossed her arms, slightly mirroring the man's stance. Her fingers tapping instinctively on their respective arms. Yuuki scrutinized his face as his face seemed to sour as the man gritted his teeth.

An interesting reaction.

Was it because Yuuki had talked to him, so he was dreading the conversation? Something shallower than that, such as Yuuki's taste in clothing?

"So you don't know either..." she murmured, mostly to herself, but the man could have overheard her. "I see."

Her voice rising louder in volume, she spread her arms in a 'what-can-I-say' manner, a small smile on her face. "Maybe cosplaying's just not as popular as I thought."

The way he said that those were actually real feathers made her think that he had wings. Either that or those feathers were just plucked from real birds, and he wanted to parade them around like a madman. "Where did you get those feathers then? They are the only piece of clothing you have on?"

Yuuki just eyed the man suspiciously as he continued to seem very, very squeamish around her. She lightly shook her head, this man slightly amusing her yet confusing her greatly. Castle? From where? There were so many unanswered questions, Yuuki was not sure where to start.

"A different society? Then where are you from? Perhaps Eiria?"

If the feathers belonged to him, then that was possible that he wasn't human, and that he was some type of winged creature. Meeting a non-human wasn't surprsing; there were tons that wandered around, not to mention some of the other countries were overpopulated with non-humans. Aliens also tended to visit the earth for tourism, which was slightly surprising. That is, if you considered the fact that Earth was definitely not as powerful as some of the others.

And the man seemed to be in serious pain, unnatural pain that should not happen when just talking to one person.

"But you are in extreme agony," she noted. "What has seriously caused you to experience so much pain when talking to one person?"

Yuuki was a bit concerned for this man's physical and mental well-being. Was he always like this? Yuuki had never dealt with anything like this before; this was all new to her. So this man could not talk to females at all. Was this some type of sexism, or was this a very real medical condition this man just so happened to have?

But now that he had mentioned he was from a different plane of existence, now that had definitely sparked her interest. She knew dimensional travel was possible; it had happened on a few instances, but it was rare. And Earth at the moment certainly did not have the tools and technology capable of this. At least, not yet.

But for right now, she really hoped the man would not vomit in front of her right there and then, because it seemed like he would.

"You should go to the hospital." Yuuki eyebrows knitted in slight concern. "Seriously. I insist."

Yuuki raised an eyebrow when he asked what a hospital was. Why was she so surprised? Looking at how he was dressed, it would be obvious that his world's time period definitely was not the modern era. She waited patiently as the man took a seat down on the ground, closing his one visible eye as he seemed to try and relax. Yuuki crossed her arms, her gaze staring off into the distance in thought as she waited.

A world so much different from hers, she wondered what it was like to get thrown into a completely new world. It had to be unnerving. Surrounded by unfamiliar surroundings, noises, cultures. It was a completely different change. However, this man seemed to have already gotten used to this world's technology. As he stood up, Yuuki shifted her position and dropped her arms.

"The nearest hospital is a 5 minute walk from here." Yuuki walked off in the direction, glancing back once to see if he would follow her. While she believed all of... this, she still wanted to make sure this man was not clinically insane or something. There had been cases of those, and well. They were definitely not pleasant.

As Yuuki walked, she could feel a pair of eyes--well, one eye--staring at her back, as if he were analyzing her appearance. Her shoes pattered against the ground quietly, rubble and twigs crunching underneath. Yuuki brushed her bangs back, a useless attempt as they fell back into place almost immediately.

While they walked along the sidewalk, the tall skyscrapers slowly diminished on the path towards the hospital as more forest appeared. The sun still shone brightly, illuminating the quickly-approaching white walls of the hospital rather horribly. Yuuki had to avert her eyes and put a hand up. She couldn't help but feel something crawling around inside of her stomach; she was not a very big fan of hospitals or doctors, but thankfully Yuuki needed nothing from them. This was still for the other man's sake.

Stopping to announce they had arrived, she opened her mouth and turned, before closing it again. What? Cedric had stopped in his tracks, one eye seemingly staring daggers at Yuuki's face, while his hands were clenched at his side. Yuuki paused, staring at him. Honestly, was he just insane? Maybe he was just insane.

"Cedric? Are you... okay?" She stepped towards him and snapped her fingers in front of his face.

Yuuki's eyes narrowed suspiciously. She glanced towards the hospital, then switched her gaze back to the blonde. He still didn't seem very relaxed. All of his feathers were rising like an agitated bird. Maybe he had bad experiences with places like the hospital? No, he didn't know what a hospital was. Well, whatever they were called in his realm, he must have experienced something that had traumatized him.

But of course, this was the hospital. It constantly radiated a bad energy. There were always people dying in there, but there was also life. The way he mentioned the death and sickness reminded Yuuki of an asylum. She had gone to one before, and it was no doubt one of the most horrifying things Yuuki had ever encountered in her life.

Yuuki shook her head with a sigh, walking past him. "Alright, no hospital. We can leave if you want. It's obvious you've encountered traumatizing situations in the past."

She walked away, gesturing for him to follow.

"I don't like hospitals much myself."

Yuuki stopped in her tracks, glancing over her shoulder. The man still seemed in pain, he even went so far as to stagger in his steps. Yuuki's body tensed, ready to help before the man seemingly pulled himself back together. If talking to her caused him so much pain, then he should just leave. Or maybe, Yuuki should just leave. It would save him the pain.

Yuuki turned around completely to face the man with a hard stare. "You should stop pushing yourself so hard and just leave me. I'm sorry that I've talked to you for so long, you're obviously in pain when talking to me, or any woman, in fact. I shouldn't stay too long myself, in fact. I think I'm keeping my friends waiting."

She bowed with a smile, a cultural tradition that Yuuki had decided to keep. "It was still a pleasure to meet you. The city is right ahead of you. Now, if you'll excuse me." She gave him a tiny wave and turned around and walked on.