Characters: Partly-amnesiac!Zen and
vatheon~
Location: Anywhere in the city
Time: Early evening
Style: Either
Status: Open!
[For those who happen to glance up, they might notice a figure jumping over their heads from roof to roof. Said figure would be one (1) Zen, moving from building to building with a thoughtful look on his face.
He's just left the forest, where... something was familiar-like there's something important he should remember, yet can't. There's just a drifting memory of red hair, and nothing more. It's frustrating. Even with the mask on, Zen's mood comes shining through the expression on his face as he lands on a roof and pauses. Unfortunately, being annoyed about it isn't jogging his memory any. Might as well go home, it looks like.
He makes a final leap and lands smoothly on the ground, seemingly oblivious to anyone nearby he might've startled. He then proceeds to turn-
-and realize that he doesn't actually remember where he lives either.
... Yeah, not good. Not good at all. This would be him pressing a hand to his head, trying to recall something.]
V... V... It started with a 'V', I know...!