The Jinn's Boredom

Raye was bored.

And like any other bored person, she set to talking to herself.

So, if you looked through the door of her bedroom, you'd see a rather odd sight. A wolf lying on its side with its back towards you, head resting on the picked-bare ribs of a sheep's skeleton, talking to itself. No, not barking, whimpering or whining like an ordinary wolf. Talking. In Japanese.

Raye was just now starting to miss speaking Japanese all the time. It had been over six months since she had left constantly speaking Japanese behind. A normal person would have begun missing the language a lot quicker. But when had Raye ever preached being normal?

So there she lay, babbling about wishing she had dragged two sheep into her room instead of one in Japanese.

Raye was insanely bored.

Onizo walked down the hallway of his dorm. It wasn't very often he did so for no real reason. He passed by a room where he heard Japanese word coming out. He stopped and turned his head back to look at the doorway of the room, "Amuneto-chan?...." He took a few steps back and looked inside the room. What he saw surprised him. A wolf...with sheep's bones. It was not the silver-haired girl he thougt it was.

Onizo stood in the doorway for a moment longer before his curiosity spiked. He cleared his throat hoping, to get the wolf's attention. "A....ano...Daijobu? Naze anata...wa hitsuji no hanashideshou...ka?"

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Translation:
Are you alright? Why do you talk of sheep?

Raye rolled over, cocking her head as she met the eyes of someone looking into her room. That was it. She was sure there was a sign welcoming people in here.

"Un. Hai, daijobu." She took in the boys form, blue eyes roving over his form a little less than discreetly. "Kūfuku no."

Something finally clicked in her slow mind and she lurched to her feet, eyes bright. "Matte, anata wa nihongo o hanasu?" There really weren't enough people here that spoke Japanese. She spoke to Mitsi often enough and she had met Yuuki, though not spoken any Japanese to her. And then there was the pink neko - Masa, if she remembered correctly - she had met at Halloween. She hadn't seen him around since.

"Watashi wa Raye-Majick desu." She had to tack the introduction on the end. It'd be weird having a random wolf throw themselves towards you speaking very quickly in Japanese without even a name to put to the face. Not like it wasn't weird with the name, too, though.

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Yeah. Yes, I'm alright
Hungry
Wait, you speak Japanese?
I am Raye-Majick (but that ones kinda obvious)

Its funny writing about Masa since technically it was Onizo that she met at Halloween.

Onizo looked at the wolf a moment. It wasn't normal for him to meet a talking wolf, but then again he's met talking weasils and foxes, what much difference is a wolf. "Anata ga...uete irunara, naze anata wa iku...to tabete wa ikenai?" He looked at the sheep's bones a moment, thinking the wolf must have a rather large appetite.

Onizo nodded slowly to her question, "H...Hai." At the mention of her name, he recalled meeting her once before, her voice had certainly started up the slight suspicion. Though, he had looked entirely different. He wondered if she'd recognize him at some point. He bowed his head politely, "Sore wa...Raye-san, anata ni ....aete totemo ureshidesu, Watashi ...wa Onizo desu."

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If you are hungry, why don't you go and eat?
Yes (obvious)
It's very nice to meet you Raye-san, I'm Onizo.

"Watashi wa okubyōmonodesu," she answered monotonously, settling back onto her blanket. And she was. She was scared of what Ndale would say when she next saw him. She'd put off that meeting as long as possible.

"Nihongo o hanasu kokonīru jūbun'na hitobito o soko Arento." She missed the language terribly. Speaking aloud when she read let her hear the language, sure. But she wanted a solid conversation with someone. She had read those manga volumes ragged. She'd had them for years. How many hundreds of times had she read them?

She cocked her head, inviting him into the room. He'd have to sit on the floor, though. She had gotten rid of the bed and chair she had. If the floor was uncomfortable he could use the cushion she had.

With that in mind, she nudged the little black cushion from beside her out towards him.

"Hajimemashite, Onizo-san."

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I'm a coward
There aren't enough people here that speak Japanese
It's nice to meet you, Onizo-san