Its been two hours since he has been here and he's finally craving some actual food. Usually he isn't the type to eat until late at night where he can cook for himself at his own leisure but with everything that has been going on- he supposes he couldn't just simply manifest his snacks from his persona. It seemed counterintuitive to go to a proper restaurant just yet, knowing that he's low on cash (not that he's aware he could probably walk in and eat for free) so all he's doing now is walking to the nearby Shibuya Park's famous food stalls.
The greenery is refreshing to look at against the dark skies he remembered from his own world or the unresponsive monochrome roads of the Square. The birds chirp as people walk past him with friends or cycling across the track which oversees a small pond with ducks quacking at each other.
Its when he finally stops at the stall does he realize just how hungry he was. The day was chilly as is even with the sun shining up in the sky. They have some shade here too..hm. He could probably go for a good old style street-made ramen at a Yatai. They make the best out of everyone else and its one of the shops he has visited before when he came to Tokyo on a trip as a child.
"Hello there!" He speaks to the stall worker with a bright smile. "I would like one of your Tonkutsu Ramen please!"
"Good afternoon! Would you like our thick broth or thin?" The man wipes his forehead with the back of his hand as he regards him with a nod and a firm smile, perhaps a bit exhausted.
"Thick if possible. No tare," he shakes his head before he feels someone poking at his shoulder. "Oh um-" As he turns, his eyes widen in shock at one of the tentacles manifesting a few feet away from him- carefully regarding him before pinching together as it elongates and moves past the stall worker who doesn't even react to it- pointing at some Yakitori. Huh, he wasn't expecting a persona like Azathot to crave food.
I am curious if I can replicate it.
"Uh..I will have a Yakitori then," he adds with a weak chuckle. Seriously how does anyone expect him to know his way around this being?
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A few minutes later...
His persona had devoured the plate of chicken skewers before he could even get the chance to pick the plate up from the stall's counter.
Great. It simply inhaled the thing, along with the bag through its spidery appendages and devoured the whole thing- not even leaving the air particles surrounding the food. He didn't even get to taste it, nothing! Now he's stuck here- waiting for his main order while his stomach growls like a beast of its own.
"A thick Tonkutsu Ramen coming through!" The man finally announces as he nearly drops a stick of pocky while he was idly nibbling on it to contain his own hunger.
Finally!
Hopefully he will get to eat in one piece this time!
Violence (+phren)
Location: Inokashira Park, Shibuya
Its been two hours since he has been here and he's finally craving some actual food.
Usually he isn't the type to eat until late at night where he can cook for himself at his own leisure but with everything that has been going on- he supposes he couldn't just simply manifest his snacks from his persona. It seemed counterintuitive to go to a proper restaurant just yet, knowing that he's low on cash (not that he's aware he could probably walk in and eat for free) so all he's doing now is walking to the nearby Shibuya Park's famous food stalls.
The greenery is refreshing to look at against the dark skies he remembered from his own world or the unresponsive monochrome roads of the Square. The birds chirp as people walk past him with friends or cycling across the track which oversees a small pond with ducks quacking at each other.
Its when he finally stops at the stall does he realize just how hungry he was. The day was chilly as is even with the sun shining up in the sky. They have some shade here too..hm. He could probably go for a good old style street-made ramen at a Yatai. They make the best out of everyone else and its one of the shops he has visited before when he came to Tokyo on a trip as a child.
"Hello there!" He speaks to the stall worker with a bright smile. "I would like one of your Tonkutsu Ramen please!"
"Good afternoon! Would you like our thick broth or thin?" The man wipes his forehead with the back of his hand as he regards him with a nod and a firm smile, perhaps a bit exhausted.
"Thick if possible. No tare," he shakes his head before he feels someone poking at his shoulder. "Oh um-" As he turns, his eyes widen in shock at one of the tentacles manifesting a few feet away from him- carefully regarding him before pinching together as it elongates and moves past the stall worker who doesn't even react to it- pointing at some Yakitori. Huh, he wasn't expecting a persona like Azathot to crave food.
I am curious if I can replicate it.
"Uh..I will have a Yakitori then," he adds with a weak chuckle. Seriously how does anyone expect him to know his way around this being?
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A few minutes later...
His persona had devoured the plate of chicken skewers before he could even get the chance to pick the plate up from the stall's counter.
Great. It simply inhaled the thing, along with the bag through its spidery appendages and devoured the whole thing- not even leaving the air particles surrounding the food. He didn't even get to taste it, nothing! Now he's stuck here- waiting for his main order while his stomach growls like a beast of its own.
"A thick Tonkutsu Ramen coming through!" The man finally announces as he nearly drops a stick of pocky while he was idly nibbling on it to contain his own hunger.
Finally!
Hopefully he will get to eat in one piece this time!