[.:~Melly~:.]

*Instead of staying in the house doing nothing all day. They should go out side for a change. Meranii joyfully sprint out of the house almost making her fall forward till she took her balanced back. Fallowed by her guardian, a total different person of Mera, Akio. He adjusted his shades has the sun's light reflecting off of them. Facing Mera, he lits a cancer stick.*

"Allonz-y Akio! lets go for a walk the sun est bell!"

"True. But it would even be better if you could fix your english."

*Walking up ahead the girl fallowed at his side for the stroll. Akio could understood what she says but there are times he dosin't even bother. Its kinda hard being around a smoke if the fumes of it is in your face, So Meranii walked ahead of him.*

   

[S-O-Y]

It was a nice day in White City. It honestly was. The sun was out, the birds were chirping, a slight warm breeze on a cool day. It was perfect. But sadly it always was in this city. It was the complete opposite of Neo-Tokyo by far. Business was immaculate, people were humane and cheerful, and life just seemed to awesome here.

Oraku was sick of it.

Sitting on a bench within a park somewhere in the midst of the city, a man of red hair rested his back against the back of the bench and looked aimlessly up at the sky. No clouds, no pollution. Just...Sun.

"What to do, What to do. I need to do something else besides just sit here", he began talking to himself, "I could walk the streets. I could get something to eat and talk to a stranger...Nah. That doesn't sound fit right now. I could walk through the garden in the city. Possibly find a new place to start crop...Hm. Interesting. I think I will do just that."

Standing up from the bench, he looked around and frowned.

"Shit. Where is the garden district again..."

Shaking his head, he sat back down on the bench and looked around him. Trees of different sizes and shapes were around him, full of green leaves. The grass around him as well was just as green. What he wanted right now was a splash of red. A smirk crawled across his lips.

[Mark 'Zero' Dietrich]

After spending the whole night awake working, the sun finally penetrates the room of the house. Mark finally notices it's daylight.

"Shit, i was up all night learning Languages again!"
The room is covered in papers, with a widescreen Tv in the background blaring out words and gunfire from a history channel. The effects of Nazi Week on television leaves Mark in a semi-conscious state of awareness. Is he a CEO, or a Liebstandarte SS Trooper ?
"It's bright out, maybe i should go outside and look around this city".
He grabs his black coat and makes himself look presentable. Always taking pride in his appearance.

Leaving the house he notices the suns full effect. The birds are chirping, the clouds are nowhere to be seen, the locals are even taking an afternoon stroll. How a city full of snow be this warm is an Enigma. He decides to walk towards the city center.

"I should find a local to interact with, it can't be hard to find someone in this town that i can tolerate. I may even bend my usual rules just to see what type of people are in this town".

"But first, i'm going to try the local beverages."

Mark heads towards the local bar, 'The Golden Lion'. The legal age for drinking here is 18, as he was assured this before he arrived in the city.

"I wonder what i will find in here", Mark thinks to himself....

[.:~Melly~:.]

* After walking for acouple of blocks from home they reached a bar. Akio desided to have a couple if drinks, since he was off work for the day witch apourtiunaty he wont refuse.*

" Akio? Ill be out side if you need me. D'accord?"
 
* the girls asked standing outside paishently by the opening. She refuses to drink even she is at the age she just never had it in her life. She sees a man with red hair sitting at the bench.  Maybe he knows the directions of the local music shop around this city? Nurvesly, she walks up to the man and gently taps his shoulder.*

"Pardonez-moi monsie, do you know le shop de music?"

*Trying her best to make him unstand so she woudent look stupid.*

[S-O-Y]

Hearing footsteps coming up behind him, he turned his head his red locks swishing in the soft breeze. He happened to have that effect often. Looking up at the girl with a smirk, her question resonating in his ear, he looked behind her across the street to where the Golden Lion bar was and back to her. It seemed she was left alone.

"The music district. Im assuming that is what your asking right? Are you from around here?", he asked politely, an inviting tone attached to his voice.

Standing up from the bench, he smoothed out his shirt and pushed his bangs aside, his ruby red eyes gleaming in the sunlight.

"Im really not from this city, I live in the neighboring one a couple hundred miles away actually. Neo-Tokyo that is. So no, Im not sure where the closest music store is, but I would be glad to help you find it."

Stepping around the bench to be by her side, he looked back to the bar across the street and saw another man making his way into the area. White hair, pale skin. He wondered if he was native to this city. This girl looked the part, but her accent begged to differ. Maybe her counterpart would show who lived here by first glance.

[.:~Melly~:.]

*Her face light up to his response, hoping he would understand her. she looked around for Akio knowing she would get in trouble talking to strangers. but ii wont hurt for a bit of extra help. the girl nodded*

"Bien oui! it would be g-e-a-rt that you would be helping us to find it.. I am not from here as well. I am from le France."

*She smiled sweetly then herd footsteps from behind her then her heart starts to raise, her palms starts to sweat. Imagining what would Akio do if he witness her with people that he docent recognize then finally took to courage to look back....slowly.

[Mark 'Zero' Dietrich]

[.:~Melly~:.]

OOC : Whom turn is it? Am a bit confused here. o.o;

[Mark 'Zero' Dietrich]

(OOC)
I think i was talking to Soy...

[S-O-Y]

@Mark: I dont believe my character was smoking hun. Re-read my posts and we can continue. If you dont mind, although i love your historical points and such it is very much off topic. So! If we can wrap up this one and write another that would be great. Then I will more than happy to reply. Keep up the good work.

@Melly: The post order is as follows: Melly; SOY; Mark; Melly; ETC...(Your doing great hun.)