[Osamu had pretty much gathered he was dead the moment the car had hit him. Or near death. Either/or, since he didn't really remember anything after that. Other then ending up on some stupid ship apparently in space somewhere.
He frowned, adjusting his glasses. He had spent part of his morning stalking the one kid around the Thor that he had seen on Loki - the one that looked like his little brother, Ken. Well, Ken if you added a couple of years and missed some haircuts.
But stalking had gotten boring, so he had decided to go shopping instead. Perhaps he'd find something here that the Loki didn't have, after all.]
Osamu Ichijouji | Digimon | looking through the shops
He frowned, adjusting his glasses. He had spent part of his morning stalking the one kid around the Thor that he had seen on Loki - the one that looked like his little brother, Ken. Well, Ken if you added a couple of years and missed some haircuts.
But stalking had gotten boring, so he had decided to go shopping instead. Perhaps he'd find something here that the Loki didn't have, after all.]