🜲 Jakku (— angemo AU)'s Links
— Uhhh, yeahhh... I, I like meeting people, but it's a bit scary at times... — Jakku softly muses to himself more than to the interviewer who was present. He is deliberate in his actions, granting himself adequate time to recollect a specific memory and humming an undetermined tune in the process. — Once... I met a guy... strange... I was intimidated by his presence (as if Jakku isn't intimidated by absolutely EVERYTHING?)... I took him to a nearby game after accidentally bumping into him... Um... What a shame... But it was fun to watch my teammates practice! — Jakku bites his bottom lip under the heavy bandages on his face. — I, uh,... I was too tired... — He had stated vaguely, giving an implication that he had fallen asleep when that happened. Jakku snorts in shame at that. — He was an strange guy, yeah... He disappeared when I woke up... I just hope he doesn't think I was a complete fool. —
“I didn’t even think he was alive at first; his face covering makes him look like one of those preserved corpses, I thought he had resurrected from the dead and bumped into me. Looking behind me, I’m met with a baseball uniform, but I realized that there was nothing to worry about once I looked up. He tremors like a frightened dog; I don’t know what to make of it. I suppose he was attempting to mumble an apology at me, which I was understanding of. I patted his forearm to let him know he did no wrong, though I would’ve gone for his shoulder if I could reach. Through the face bandages, I could see some eagerness in his eyes. I was curious to see what this sudden switch-up entailed. Deciphering his stutters, I concluded that he offered to take me to the stadium nearby, as other angemos are just practicing there at the moment. I guess it made sense that he was a baseball player, considering his outfit. I had nothing better to do, and since there were no police on my tail today, why not? He meticulously picked a spot where the fewest people were, yet it was a spot perfectly covered with shade. There, we had a perfect view of other angemos hitting baseballs with bats, some of them obviously better than the others. He seemed to have calmed down from the entire situation and was also watching the angemos play baseball. I personally don’t know a thing about the sport, as I had never played or seen it itself, but I didn’t mind watching it, no matter if I understood it or not. I don’t know how much time passed, but when I looked to my side, I was met with the skittish baseball player taking a nap on the bleachers. Those who were playing at the field seemed to have started wrapping up, but I didn’t want to wake him. I gently got up and walked out of the stadium, careful not to wake the guy, and that was that. I later found out his name was Jakku? I’ll have to ask someone how to purchase a ticket to a game, maybe he’ll remember me and say hi when I see him again?”
Jakku concentrates his thoughts, whispering statements to himself while rubbing his hands nervously. He sighs heavily when he endeavors to express what he seeks to say. He pauses to locate the words he intends to verbalize and proceeds to do so with consideration, moving at a slower pace. — Ah, about the most recent game... — He mumbled distractedly. It is as if his brain has run off on one tangent. He has the tendency to do this on any occasion. After allowing his thoughts to meander, he becomes aware that he intended to speak about something, however shortly following this notion, he concludes with a dismissive gesture and mentions — ... Forget it. —, crossing his arms... Despite his face remaining hidden, you can detect the faintest trace of a meek grin as he reflects back on something, chuckling slightly. He mumbles to himself something about "cookies"...?
EEEEEE! I'm so happy I got the chance to meet and talk with someone so cool, famous, and AWESOME ☆□☆!!! The school was chosen to be a host for a stand the big baseball game. And naturally we bargained for a few more to showcase our talents and show our appreciation and I got a dessert stand in! I baked for hours up until it was time to get going and once we got there I began to sprint my stuff to my table to get set up as quickly as possible. Well to be more specific I made cookies themed around each player, among other treats of course, in hopes of them possibly coming to my stand!! Well running one of the larger boxes I sorta lost my way ×~×' and ended up crashing into someone and hard!!! I got disoriented but started rapidly apologizing forcing myself to pick things up extra quick! Well... hehe turns out it was one of the players but not just any one of the super good ones (//×□×//) I could've JUST DIED!!! And on top of that his cookies were the ones that spilled out of the box how awfullll!!!!! But he seemed really worried about me and helped picked things up and accepted my apologies (All of them individually too wahhh) and once we got everything packed up he asked if he could have the cookie of him he was still holding, it was truly the least I could do I would've given the whole box if he asked because how embarrassed I was... He pointed me in the right direction and hushedly told me I should probably slow down whole carrying it welll I kinda started running again oops and soo he quickly caught up with me took the box and continued to the stand area which I followed completely red (//~♡~//)' Well after the game I managed to save a cookie each for the players in hopes they came but everyone started packing up so I was a bit sad but happy at least one player got one! But then the team came outta nowhere!!! And asked if I had any left since they heard good things about them from one of their members.. on of the best days EVERRRRRR AAAAAAAAA I ended up giving them the extra cookie for him since he wasn't with them and bid them to have a good rest of the day. I hope so hard to meet him again one day next time the big game comes around I'm gonna be the first to volunteer!!!!!!