ENTER THE WANDERING DEMON
Artist: Pokemon D/P - Song: Veilstone City
A light groan came from the man as voices from around him slowly brought him back to the waking world. While he tried to ignore them, it wasn't hard for him to hear what sounded like a group of females nearby. Turning over onto his side, he pushed the thoughts out of his mind as he took a deep breath in, then exhaled as he rested his head on his hand. Whatever they were saying, it didn't really matter. He just wanted to get some sleep.
But, as he was about to doze off again, he heard light footsteps approaching him, and soon felt someone poke his nose. Probably just a kid that was curious about why a homeless-looking guy was laying on a park bench, sleeping. But, regardless, Kokuto found himself slowly opening his eyes and rubbing them, sitting up as he took a quick look around him, his eyes gradually adjusting to the mid-afternoon light.
As his vision corrected itself, he found himself staring at a girl with blonde hair tied in two buns, with golden eyes to match, Kokuto had to do a double-take as he sat up and slung his legs over the bench, leaning back against the table as he heard the girl's comment, which...made him have to do another
double-take.'...Did she seriously just mention Freddy Krueger?'
Blinking several times as he processed the name, a smug-ish grin spread across his face as he turned his head back to her."Well, tell Freddy that if he wants the look back, he'll have to come and get it himself. I'll gladly get into fisticuffs with the Springwood Slasher."
His head lowered as he started snickering, the small laughter growing in volume into a chuckle, continuing it for a minute or so before eventually coming to a stop and sighing softly."Jeez...is Robert Englund even alive anymore? That's old stuff, kid. Almost five-hundred years back."
Chuckling once again, he tilted his body back even further."Though, it's good to know that classics like him aren't forgotten. The guy really knew how to act and embody his role. Modern-day stuff just feels...lazy, to me. Just cash-grabs to make awful reboots, terrible live-action...almost feels like the companies are intentionally trying to butcher the good oldies."
He turned his head back to Ichijou, a neutral gaze in the demon's blue eyes."What do you think?"