Who: Ken Amada and You!
What: Ken trying to be a normal kid or...not.
When: Sometime during May
Where: Mythril Cage, Hall of Pythia, Radiant Carnival, Centre Trois

I. A Weakness? (Mythril Cage)

Ken swings his spear to the left and then the right, his hair clinging to his forehead thanks to all the sweat that he built up. He breathes heavily as he battles with an invisible enemy, his gaze focused. Ken sees himself battling with the mysterious figure that he knows his guilty for the murder of his mother. "Die!" Ken steadies his stance, holding his spear back and ready to thrust it into his enemy—

But he freezes. The spear shakes along with his own self, a horrified expression on his face. He drops down to his knees, using his spear as slight support. "What is wrong with me...?" It should be easy. He wants to kill the one responsible yet he can't even kill his imaginary counterpart? His grip on the spear tightens as he struggles to properly catch his breath. He absolutely refuses to cry despite the fact that he wants to so very badly.

II. A Last Will and Testament? (Hall of Pythia)

In one of the available seats of the library surrounded by other students sits Ken. His head is buried deeply in his book as he does his best to read. A piece of paper is at his side as he does his best to follow the instructions of the book. His hand writing is a bit messy but he prefers that he at least gets it written down now instead of being too little too late. Ken doesn't really understand Will and Testaments much but he knows that he needs to write one. That's what someone usually does, right?

Ken makes a face at the reference of leaving something behind for his heirs. He doesn't have any heirs! And he lets out a small sigh when it tells him he has to write that he is over 18 as well. It honestly shouldn't be this complicated to write something like this, should it? He squints at a certain word. Executor? He knows the word but it doesn't make sense for it to be in here, does it? With no other choice but to look for a second opinion, Ken turns to the side at the other person closest to him.

"Excuse me." He says with the most innocent smile he can muster. He turns the book towards you, pointing at the word. "I'm sorry to bother but do you know what this means?"

III. A Fun Game? (Radiant Carnival)

Ken looks around, the bright colors and the rushing sounds of the carnival almost making him dizzy. It seems like a bit of a fantasy. He thinks he remembers coming here when he had been a lot younger with his mother and father. He takes a deep breath. He didn't really want to come back but he knows that he can't avoid the place forever. Maybe he'll even have a bit of...fun? He doesn't really know but he can't know until he does something.

He looks around, probably standing out a sore thumb among the other people. He eventually finds himself at a booth with a simple game. He is handed a toy gun, it feeling a bit heavy in his hand. He does his best to hold it properly before he finds a comfortable position. He looks at the person beside him, a competitive smile on his face. "I won't lose so easily so don't hold back either, okay?" He really hopes he doesn't lose, anyways. He is eyeing that good looking Featherman R doll secretly as a prize.

IV. A Young Boy's Affections? (Centre Trois)

Ken had actually been planning on trying one of those international foods that he heard about from the other students. They often described it as delicious and a wonderful something to eat over a simple date. Ken isn't dating anyone but he still wanted to try the food. But he quickly finds himself distracted by a particular familiar shop. As a Tamer himself, he couldn't help it. While he is strictly bound to Nemesis, he doesn't see any harm in just...looking, right?

Ken casually walks over and finds himself drawn to a dog-like familiar who looks at him. Ken's eyes practically sparkle when the familiar sticks out it's tongue at him. "Ah! He's so cute!" It slips out before he can stop himself. While he would normally be embarrassed by saying such a thing, he can't seem to care at the moment. Especially when the shop owner comes towards him and tells him that he can hold it in his arms. Ken does so, a bright smile on his face as it settles itself in his arms and licking his cheeks. Though, it suddenly jumps from his arms and begins running towards someone else.

"Come back!" Ken quickly runs after it.