[Open] What do you mean, it's the 21st century?

[everylastone]

Characters: Eren Jaeger and OPEN
Location: A nameless street in the city, Shibusen and the training area
Rating: PG-13
Time: June 9th
Description: After finally being permitted out of the hospital’s quarantine Eren has nothing better to do than


a) Run in front of a car

b) Look like a suicidal idiot on a wall

c) Stare at everybody who’s not Caucasian white or has a non-standard hair-color during training time.

d) Do all of the above with predictable consequences.


((OOC: Hi, I'm trying a little different setup this time~ This is an open log with multiple scenarios set up in its comments. As always, comment wherever you want in whatever style you prefer and I'll go along with it!))

Comments

[everylastone]

Well, yeah. [Now it's his turn to feel awkward and stared at.] It's purple.

[Don'tmentiontheeyesdon'tmentiontheeeyesdon'tmentiontheeeyes]

And your eyes are too.

[He mentioned the eyes.]

[fujigglephysics]

[Thought that last quiet moment was long? This one lasts for a couple of minutes.]

Oh. Um...thank you.

[Without thinking, she suddenly grabs her bento box in an effort to make things less awkward.]

A-ah, here! Would you like some food?

[everylastone]

[He takes an instinctive step back when the box is thrust at him but then peeks at it curiously.]

What's that?

[fujigglephysics]

This? Ah, it's nothing too special. Just some riceballs- [points to the neatly packed rice shaped like a triangle] -and tamagoyaki. [and now points to the rolled up eggs.] They're good if you want to have a nice start for a morning, and ah, they're healthy too.

[everylastone]

Tamkyo-? Is it okay if I have one? [The food is still regarded with a sort of cautious fascination. She just ate it so it should be okay, but... He never even heard of such food.]

[fujigglephysics]

Mm-hmm!

[Nudges the box a little closer; don't worry, there's no burnt spots anywhere on them, and they don't smell funny either, so it's pretty much safe.]

[everylastone]

[He gives the food a last hesitating glance before he carefully taking one out and bites into it. Chewing, he nods.]

Mmmh! Mwfs fwwwy mpfs!