like a time bomb [kosuke]

How he wished he had money! Of course that would be the worst of his woes. Not the fact he was a slave or even the fact he was technically a runaway at the moment because of his little escape. No, he wanted cash. It wouldn't have even been that bad if it were for something important like food or clothing but no. He didn't even give you that much. Instead, the urakata was pouting at the sight of the arcade. What he would have given to be able to play a game! Just one of the side effects of being a slave, no? That was perhaps the one thing he missed about being free, sadly. But even the childish Chiro wouldn't go back to his old life for the chance to visit the arcade freely. Food topped his love for video games. But that didn't mean he couldn't pout and whine about it anyway. Which he was going to do regardless. At least until he gathered the courage to go ahead in anyway. He might not be able to actually play but that didn't mean he couldn't watch other people, he supposed. Even though that itself was a bit boring. He couldn't be too picky, though.

Walking in, the urakata might have seemed like your average human. Aside from the rather tight collar around his neck, of course. His tail was hidden away under his shirt while ears, flattened against his dark hair, seemed nonexistent to the untrained eye. It was both a means to keep attention off of himself as well as stray hunters off his path should he run into any. Having escaped the auction house, no doubt they'd send someone after him once they realized. But he'd hold off having to go back "home" for as long as he could. There might have been consequences but he wasn't too concerned about that at the moment, the only thing being on his mind was the arcade. He kind of wondered if he'd find his brother in here. It was quite the long shot, as he probably left town if he hadn't already been caught, but it was a nice thought nonetheless.

Back to the situation at hand, however, the cat urakata made his way around the arcade, trying to find anything that caught his interest or maybe even spot a few loose change here and there to play himself. There were a few eyes that fell on him but luckily, no one seemed suspicious enough to stop him or question why an urakata was there. He still had his blending in skills from his days as a child, it seemed. He smirked at the thought, amused. He wondered how'd they react if he were to reveal himself. Not that he planned to anytime soon. That would cut his little field trip short real quick.

Bright blue eyes scanned the area, Kichiro occasionally peeking over every other player to watch them play, laughing to himself whenever his presence would distract them enough but always fleeing before he'd get into too much trouble. As much as he loved causing mischief, he really didn't feel like getting kicked out for being too annoying. So he knew better than to push past his limits. Besides, he had to keep from getting too excited, else he might reveal himself as no ordinary human and that would be no good either. It was a a whole lot of trouble, really. More than it was probably worth. But he didn't seem too fazed. At least not enough to find something else to entertain himself with. However, there was something particular that caught his interest.

Bright colors were quite attractive to the feline. So light blue hair was no different. A young male donning that particular hair was what caught his eye. He wondered if he'd been there the whole time and he simply hadn't noticed. Surely not, he thought. He would have noticed that sooner. Of course, this attention was enough to gather the cat's natural curiosity and he approached the stranger to see what he was up to. "Whatcha playing?" he questioned, straightforward as ever. Probably rude and unwanted attention but he didn't mean to cause any harm. He simply was trying to be friendly. Besides, the guy was alone and that itself made it easier for him to approach.