Honestly, Deacon had no interest in talking to the people in this weird village. Maybe it was just the fog that was giving him creepy vibes so far, but regardless he just really wanted the damned bus fixed so that they could leave. Why did they have to go around asking stupid questions to strangers?
If the position was reversed, he probably would have locked his door and just waited on all of the strangers to go away, thanks.
But, seeing as he had been left on his own, harassing someone - anyone - would at least help pass the time.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2015 10:43 pm
It was the noise that drew the bakeneko to the first villager that he attempted to speak to. He'd never planned to knock on any doors, so it was quite convenient when he found someone out in the open.
"Hey. You got any idea if-" Deacon was cut off by the villager's axe coming down to split a log they had set up as he approached. "If there's another bus or something that'll come through?"
He waited. Not patiently. The tabby frowned and turned his ears back in annoyance when he wasn't so much as glanced toward. The cloaked stranger simply picked up another log from their pile and set it in place to cut. "You hear me?" He asked, his voice louder, as if perhaps he thought it plausible that there might actually be something in the villager's ears.
No answer. "You deaf?" He really didn't expect an answer at that point.
Well, this was already just going great. They just had to break down in a place with a bunch of weirdos, didn't they?
"Fine, well, you have ******** fun with that." Deacon growled, padding off to leave them to the job they were so keen on absorbing all of their attention in.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2015 9:04 pm
It was hard to tell if everyone was going to be a direct - or indirect; he hadn't been sure - a*****e like the first villager he approached, so Deacon didn't give up in his task right off the bat. Really. It was such a simple thing he wanted an answer to. He just wanted to leave. These people clearly did not like the intrusion, so why the hell wouldn't they want to tell him how to actually leave?
That stupid bus driver. That stupid snake... They were to blame for this. Why did he always have to have the bad luck? If they didn't get out of this dump before nightfall, where exactly was he expected to sleep? In one of these tacky looking shacks? On the ground? He could have laughed at the idea of either possibility if he hadn't already been so pissed off at the situation thus far.
If he hadn't broken his phone, he could have at least amused himself with games or something for a few hours. He kinda got the idea that electricity was a foreign concept here and that he wouldn't have had any means of recharging... Damn it all.
It was actually surprising that he made eye contact with one of the locals. Or, he could only guess that much, because with the hood of their cloak pulled up there wasn't a lot of their face to see... They waved at him, and for a second his mood lifted because maybe this one was friendly and would talk to him!
Deacon waved back, only to feel an idiot when someone called out behind him. He looked back and realized that they were waving too.
Oh.
Well, that was embarrassing and brought the sour mood right back.
Deacon wandered in a different direction to avoid potential strange looks.
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