Snippet #2386047

Ike whistled casually to himself as he strolled along the sidewalks of Cereus, looking about as the sun rose to join him in watching as the hustle and bustle of the city began to start. He always enjoyed getting up with or before the sun and getting out of his hotel room; it was something he looked forward to every single day. His whistling dwindled a bit as he paused momentarily to scan over the sign at the local bank, "Good Morning! It's Saturday June Eighth! Have a Wonderful day!" Ike grinned just as cheerfully as the sign seemed to be, ”Why thank you, I certainly shall.” He mused lightly, a slight twinkle to his eyes as he spoke aloud to the inanimate object before continuing on his merry way, striking up a new tune in his whistling.

N stretched a bit as he lazily strolled along the walks, not really having a particular place in mind to aim his direction at, or at least he was fending off his errand schedule for as long as he could so he could enjoy the morning air. Not only did he have to do a few medical-item-related runs, but he also had to prepare himself for the party at the Nightbloomer. Ike wasn’t particularly a fan of the whole ‘flashing lights, loud music, alcohol’ kind of scene, but he still found himself going anyway anytime they held an event there. A small groan lifted from his vocals as he could practically already feel the blindness and headache coming on, and he quickly gave into his errands’ demands for attention.

’Ah well, whatever, might as well get started. Hm, so I’m running low on bandages, antiseptic, I could probably treat myself with some new tools, considering the spike in injuries lately.’ He rubbed his chin as he thought, a small grin flickering across his features as he thought of all the new clients he had been getting. It wasn’t the injuries themselves he smiled at, of course not, but rather that he still didn’t really need to find himself a second job like he had originally thought first coming into Cereus. But the medical bills he gave out kept him nicely supplied, and they weren’t steep either. ’Werewolves sure do have a few hidden perks to them.’ He grinned brightly up at the sky since breaking out into random, huge smiles at complete strangers was a little strange, other than the decision of aiming such in attempts at a silent ‘good morning’. The idea was still a little off.

He was soon startled from his thoughts by a small group of guys coming out of nowhere and start pushing him around, laughing and joking and wishing happy morning towards him. This was the group that had provided him with a little extra money for some better tools; they had gotten into a mishap during a rather focused sparring match, which inevitably led them to his front door. Well, figuratively speaking, since having to go up a few flights up his hotel while bleeding heavily is a ridiculous idea for anyone, they had simply sought him out and found him nearby, thankfully, doing a bit of logging.

They japed around a bit for about a block before Ike suddenly ran out in front and away from them with loud laughter, turning around and waving at them before departing to get down to business. He jogged down the path, suddenly altering his course as he saw a little café, and the tempting aromas definitely distracted him from his quest. ’Utensils can wait, breakfast comes first!’ He laughed at himself for forgetting such a crucial part of the day, not to mention a usually enjoyable one.

He ran past the outside tables, quickly pulling open the door and slipping inside only to return a few moments later with a few treats and a cup of coffee, slipping into one of the tables with a huge grin at his discovered treasures. He looked up at the girl sitting there, tilting the grin at her full force. “Hey, hope you don’t mind me sitting here, haha.” He chuckled softly in an overall good mood, which admittedly, he was in pretty much 24/7. He suddenly realized she was drawing something, and closed his mouth contentedly to not distract her again, and began to eat his pastries quietly while looking watching people pass by the café quickly on their way to do something or other.