i can't see you there anymore

[noizless]

[ it wasn't like he felt compelled to keep tabs on what was happening with platinum jail ever since aoba and that old man ran off to face the creator of the place... it was just that he so happened to wander that way and finally get an invite to check out the place. he figured most of the rhyme leaders were receiving invites as of late to get its popularity up even more, leaving beta and going into fully operational. something like that.

he had a sneaking suspicion something else was going on - what with what aoba and his grandmother had mentioned regarding toue and platinum jail itself. but nonetheless he headed there, off to play rhyme and likely get into too many scuffles along the way. because there was something about him, his cool indifference, that pissed people off. not like he cared - cuts and scrapes and bruises were normal and they didn't make much of a difference so long as he was able to play rhyme.

... at least the food here was really, really good. ]

and one by one they followed

[hedgephones]

He had caught wind from someone that Joshua was taking time off in the Kalos region, which meant their battle for finishing badges was on a slight hiatus. Rather, Neku didn't exactly feel right running around gym after gym while Joshua was sunbathing in some exotic location. Naturally, Neku didn't stop training. He just kept to himself and wandered around until destiny (or boredom) brought him over to Kalos to visit his childhood friend and self-proclaimed rival. Constantly running into Joshua kept his eagerness to succeed and make himself better at an optimal, so without the pretty boy roaming around, he felt a bit... lost. Lost was a good way to put it.

Quilava was quite used to heat but Neku wasn't, which probably was why Neku was garbed in a loose wifebeater and shorts, carrying around a large water bottle, his hair spikier than usual as to keep it off the back of his neck. This weather sucked who would vacation here?!