thecapitol | This Mayonnaise Better Be Good [OPEN]

Who| Kousuke Nitou and anyone who should come across him.
What| Nitou acquires mayonnaise and tries to go camping. Such is his life.
Where| The first grocery store Nitou's been able to find, as well as the first park he's been able to find.
When| Sometime just after Nitou's arrival.
Warnings/Notes| This is probably not going to go over well with the Peacekeepers.

[The First Random Grocery Store Nitou Found]
As though it weren't bad enough that Nitou had been taken from home and stripped of his powers and told he was going to fight in some crazy deathmatch-thing, he'd then been put in the District 5 apartments...which weren't too bad as far as apartments went, but the kitchens were sorely lacking. There was no mayonnaise. Nitou might have been even angrier with his hosts had they not so thoughtfully provided him with a credit card, and he wasted no time in making a few purchases. The first was a red wagon. The second was enough mayonnaise to fill that red wagon. The people in the store couldn't help but stare at him as he cheerfully filled the wagon with bottle after bottle, and even here in the Capitol, he attracted more than a few stares as he strode down the street pulling said wagon.

[The First Random Park Nitou Found]
Once Nitou had the mayonnaise in his possession, he decided that he didn't want to go back to the apartments. Why should he? He had mayonnaise and a credit card. And at the sight of the park he was walking his mayonnaise by, his ~~hobo~~ adventurer instincts kicked in.

Not long after that, Nitou could be found pitching a tent in the middle of the park underneath a few trees. He hadn't bothered to consider that this sort of thing just might be looked down upon by the people of the Capitol to a disastrous degree. He was quite used to being run off as a vagrant, and the idea that this could be really dangerous had completely failed to cross his mind. He also had a small barbecue pit and package of weiners nearby; he was clearly planning on having a proper hobo cookout once he had everything set up.

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The park. "Nitou." Words fail Haruto for a moment, but that's just how things go when talking to this guy. "Nitou, they gave you an apartment. You don't need to sleep in a tent." And now that the mandatory pointing out of things both obvious and un-fun has happened... teasing. "Besides, I haven't seen a park big enough to hold both you and all that mayonnaise."

"I can't sleep in that apartment!" Nitou complains. "The bed's too soft, and I just feel so confined with a roof over my head!" He spreads his arms wide. "The great outdoors is where it's at, man! It's where you can find the most adventure!" Why, yes, carrying on in response to Haruto's teasing as though nothing's wrong sure beats worrying about more serious things. He grins. "And don't worry, I'm going to hide some of this all through the suites, not just in my room."

"There's a roof, you know. With a garden. You could put your tent there." Which may or may not be more of an affront to the people running this place, but it would at least keep him marginally closer and easier to keep an eye on. "Haven't you done rooftop camping before?" He laughs, which slides into a playful groan. "You're going to make yourself extra popular with your roommates, you know."

"Well, yeah, of course I've done rooftop camping before!" Nitou grins. "But there are more people down here, and it's a new place! Too much to see down here, you know?" And he gives a laugh of his own. "Aw, I'm sure they'll love me. What's not to love?" Sure, he's just walked into it there, but he doesn't care.

"There is a lot to see...." And maybe Nitou was entitled to see it with his own eyes. He wouldn't believe some of the stranger stuff if he told him, anyway.

"Oh?" Haruto laughs, hands slipping into his pockets as he strolls along beside the other rider. "You're a loud hobo that has a mayo addiction. Not many people go for that."

"Oh, come on!" Nitou runs a hand through his hair and throws his arms out wide. "Who wouldn't want a piece of this?"

Somewhere, crickets start chirping as if in response to the question. A sudden breeze blows a pseudo tumbleweed of some Capitolite's lost weave across the street in front of them. Et tu, nature?

Well. That was awkward.

"Uh... was that a wig?" But though he'd been teasing moments before, they were friends. Sort of. Kind of. Now wasn't the time to rub it in. Changing the subject seemed appropriate.

"Man, who'd lose a wig out here?" Nitou starts laughing. "Wonder if there's a wig-stealing Phantom running around out here. Driving bald people to despair--I bet I'd beat it first."

"There are a lot of people wearing wigs. They tested the odds... and I guess they lost." He shrugs and shoves his hands into his pockets, stifling laughter at Nitou's suggestion. He is far too cool to laugh at something like that. "Oh? Would you? Really?"

No, Haruto, you are only encouraging him to be your rival...

"You better believe I would!" Nitou mimes punching a thing. "I'd let it know who was boss, and then I'd eat it right up!" Yes, they are so rivals. The most...rivaliest of rivals. "So much faster than you, too!"

"You only think you're faster than me." Haruto lets a bit of that laughter out, giving Nitou a sidelong look. "It's a good thing I'm here. I don't know if you could handle it solo...." He jokes. He kids. Mostly. He'd rather not have to leave Nitou to his own devices, all teasing about his capacity to handle himself aside. Maybe it's good that they've both landed here.

"So. You eaten yet?"

"I don't think, I know!" Nitou scoffs, grinning. In contrast to Haruto, he's not at all worried. This is just another adventure, right? They can do adventure--it'll be fun!

And he's so easily distracted by the thought of food. "Not yet--I was looking for a place to make camp and set up the grill! Wanna help?"

Camp. And the grill. Of course. Haruto lets out a sigh that's more of a groan, nodding slowly. "Sure, sure, why not... though if any Peacekeepers show up, this was all your idea, not mine." Huh. When was the last time they had done this, anyway?

This Mayonnaise Better Be Good [OPEN]

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Think we're getting to a good spot to fade out?

Yes! On to other things?

Such other things there shall be!