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King in Exile

Who: Simba, and anyone who wants to meet him! *Looks at Timon*
What: Simba ariives in Paixao.
When: Morning-Afternoon.
Where: Joutenheim Gate
Warnings: Unless Scar shows up, none.

Simba woke up slowly, just like every other day he had spent in the jungle, so it took him a little while to realize that he wasn’t there anymore. The large lion rolled to his feet, stretched, and yawned.

He was much more awake once he realized that he wasn’t in the jungle anymore, and that Timon and Pumba were nowhere to be seen. He wasn’t too worried about them though. They could take care of themselves. He was mostly surprised that he woke up in a place so much different from where he fell asleep.

Simba looked around, but the only place to go was toward this odd gate, the only opening in what looked like a large dome. Curious, the lion strolled over, and discovered a line of...things. He had never seen these bipedal creatures before. They had strange patterns of fur, and odd faces. Still, he was more curious than uncomfortable, and he approached the line and waited like everyone else.

There was another bipedal thing standing at the entrance. It held some floppy things in its…paw, and handed one to Simba. “Welcome to Paixao,” it said.

“Thanks.” Simba didn’t take the pamphlet, as it didn’t smell like something he should put in his mouth. The thing talked to him again before he was allowed into the city. “What’s your name?”

“Simba.”

The thing nodded, and let Simba pass, where he was just confronted with yet another one. It immediately handed the lion a strange blocky devise. Simba took it in his mouth, and walked away. He didn’t know what it was, but he didn’t like the taste of it. He spat it on the ground and pushed it here and there like a kitten with a possible new toy, but he lost interest, and left it on the ground.

Simba took a moment to look around. He had no idea what this place was, but it was filled with strange structures, and the bipedal creatures were literally everywhere. He spotted a few animals here and there, but found that they were either fake or dead when he approached them, which was a shame since he was starting to realize how hungry he was. He continued to roam the streets, trying to follow his nose on a small quest for food.

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Simba should have noticed that the humans didn't have those things off the bat, but he had been so confused since his arrival that that sort of detail didn't really register. "Oh, I see. Do humans get the food then too? How do they hunt without any claws?" The stuff on the table that the human called a knife and fork looked sharp, but he couldn't really see how it would bring down a zebra or wildebeest.

Simba was starting to realize how much he would have to learn in this place. He sat up and put his two large paws on the table in front of him, looking from the stuff in front of him to the other humans who were using said items to consume their food. The human with him was right. He'd have a lot of trouble with forks and knives.

It was then that a scrawny waiter bustled out of the kitchen. He looked at the human, then gazed at Simba and raised an eyebrow. He didn't look nervous like the other humans who have come into contact with Simba. Maybe he was used to this kind of thing?

"No...we let people who are good at it do it for us. Most people couldn't hunt their own food if they were about to starve." Though most of the people brought here to Paixao were an entirely different matter, there weren't any animals to hunt anyway. He was missing the part where humans often got sick if they ate food that wasn't cooked right, but...he'd never been sick before, except for those few weeks a little bit after he joined the Organization.

Roxas looked up at the waiter and shrugged, giving a half-smile. He was sure they'd had stranger in here before, since he'd seen so many weird creatures just on the journals. Simba wasn't even the only lion who'd just entered the city. The Nobody ordered his meal, then looked to Simba.

"You'll probably have to keep asking until the waiter says they actually have it. I bet they won't have many things from the jungle on the menu."

Simba nodded at the human, then turned to the one taking their orders. "Do you have Zebra?"

The waiter shook his head. "Sorry...sir." He had a strange accent. Other humans would recognize it as French. "We do not 'ave ze zebra. I would recommend ze beef." He then scribbled something down on the little notebook. "I'll make sure yours iz not cooked." He then scurried off to the kitchens.

Simba cocked his head and looked at the human who was kind enough to eat with the lion. "What's beef?" As long as it was a form of meat, Simba wouldn't mind trying something new.

Roxas blinked. "I...hope it's close to zebra?" He couldn't really describe it, since he didn't know what kinds of things the lion had tasted. "It's meat from an animal that people keep a lot of, though, so maybe you'll like it." What the heck did zebra taste like, anyway?

Roxas looked around the restaurant for a moment, but didn't see any familiar faces at all. He had a strange feeling that Timon would like this guy...

Well, whatever beef was, it was meat, so Simba was satisfied for a moment. He tapped his paw on the table and looked around. There was soft music being played from hidden speakers, and the other people in the restaurant were speaking softly to each other. Simba's stomach continued to growl. He wondered how long it would take the humans to get his food.

Maybe he could start a conversation with the human? "What do you humans like to eat most? I see some eating plants, and some eating meat, but it looks like the meat was burned or something. Do you always eat burned food?" He had a lot of questions. Hopefully, this particular human wouldn't mind too much.

"It's not burned, it's cooked. People would get sick if they ate a lot of stuff raw." Roxas thought for a second about what food he liked best. It was a no-brainer, really. "I don't know about everyone else, but ice cream is definitely my favorite thing to eat. I'll have to take you to try some after we're finished!"

For the first time in a long while (and definitely the first time Simba had seen), Roxas seemed excited and enthusiastic. And for the first time, he wasn't worrying about the fact he wasn't human. Or that he still didn't have answers to so many questions.

"Cooked?" That was a new word. Simba looked over at the food that the other people were eating. Cooked and burnt were still the same to him. He shriveled his nose. He hoped his beef wasn't cooked.

"Ice cream? I don't know what it is, but I'll try it." Trying so many new things reminded him of when he first met Timon and Pumbaa, and how he had tried a grub for the first time. It had been an interesting experience. He put his head on the table, impatiently waiting for his food to arrive. "Does it always take this long?"

"It usually takes longer," Roxas answered. They'd only been in the restaurant for a few minutes. "That's one of the problems with restaurants, you have to wait for your food." The Nobody was starting to get a little impatient himself, probably because the lion was getting antsy.

So, to keep conversation going, he decided to talk about his favorite treat. "Oh yeah, ice cream is a really cold food, but it's good! It kind of depends on what flavor you get as to how it tastes, though. The one I like is sweet, but really salty too, and I used to eat it with my friend all the time. I wish they had it here..."

Simba narrowed his eyes, showing his annoyance at the wait. He better be getting a lot of beef, whatever it is.

"It sounds weird." Not a bad weird. Just..weird. There was nothing cold in Africa. "What does it come from?" To Simba, there were only three kinds of food. Meat, plants, and bugs. He didn't know what category to put ice cream under.

Roxas...didn't know how to answer that. "I...don't know how to make it. I just buy it from a store. I guess it has milk and sugar...but I don't know what else."

Thankfully, their wait wasn't too long this time, and the waiter brought out a big chunk of beef for Simba. Roxas stared at it until his own plate was put down, because the slab of meat placed in front of the lion was bigger than Roxas even knew they could get. The Nobody's meal was rather plain, though it was probably all things that Simba had never seen before. Burger, carrots, and french fries.

Simba was still giving Roxas an odd look. Milk and sugar? He hadn't tasted milk since he was a cub, and he had no idea what sugar was. He decided that ice cream belonged to the 'weird' category.

His thoughts over ice cream disappeared as the waiter came back and plopped a slab of meat in front of him. Thankfully, it wasn't 'cooked.' Simba immediately went to work on it, tearing and gnawing chucks off and swallowing them. He couldn't tell what kind of animal a beef was, but it was pretty good. After a while, he looked up to see what his new human friend was eating. He saw some ~~burnt~~ cooked meat in between two...thingies, and some other stick thingies, and orange thingies. It must be human-food.

Roxas ate much slower than the lion, but then...it was pretty hard to eat as fast as something that could probably swallow half your head in one go. He also wasn't nearly that hungry.

"What do you think of it?" the blond asked between bites of his burger. It was standard fare, just like everything else in the city, but Simba seemed to be tearing at his raw steak with gusto.

Simba finally took out some time to breathe to answer the human's question. "I don't know what animal a beef is, but it's delicious!" The lion then continued to inhale his meaty meal.

It wasn't long before Simba had consumed the food. He licked his chops and waited patiently for his human companion to finish his meal. The lion was stuffed, so he wouldn't mind lazing around and waiting. He lifted his paws from the table and lay down next to the human.

The Nobody chuckled at Simba's answer. "Glad you like it," the blond said with a smile. Then his eyes went wide when Simba was done eating only a few minutes later. Roxas wasn't even half done with his own meal. Not even Axel ate that fast, wow.

"Do lions always eat that much so fast?" he asked, taking another bite of his half-consumed burger.

"Sure, when we're hungry." Simba continued to lick his chops. The flavor of the meat was still lining his mouth, and though he was very full, he really liked the taste.

"So, what are those things your eating?" He knew there was burnt meat in between the two thingies, but he didn't know what everything else was. It was obvious now that these humans were omnivores. Simba never understood them, but hey, who really cared? Hakuna Matata.

"Oh...it's just a cheeseburger and fries. And some carrots." Roxas looked at the shredded carrots, not really sure if he was going to eat them. They just came with the meal. "The burger is made from beef too, but it's way different from what you just ate."

Simba Pulled himself back up from lying on the ground and sniffed the cheeseburger. It smelled...well, it smelled different, but it wasn't necessarily bad. "Can I try a piece. I can't tell if it's good just by smelling it." There were a lot of different things on it that Simba had never encountered before. He was quite curious.

"Sure!" Roxas tore off a piece of his burger, and set it on Simba's empty plate. Then he took another bite himself, and chuckled a little. It was nice sitting down to eat with a stranger, now that he thought about it. At least...Simba wasn't so bad to have a meal with. Maybe someone else might be worse.

Simba gobbled up the piece of cheeseburger, chewing slowly to appreciate the taste. Once again, it was different, but pretty good. "It's not bad, though I still think cooked meat isn't as good as it is raw." He would never understand why humans did the whole burning-the-food-thing.

Simba went back to looking around himself. Most of the other people in the restaurant looked very similar to each other. He looked back to the human he had eaten with, and thought back to the other human he net. He wondered why they had looked different from everyone else, but decided that they must be from a different herd or something. He decided to ask another question. "What do humans do for fun?"

"...Fun?" Roxas had to take a moment to think about that question. "Oh...uh...I guess..." What had Axel said about fun? Wasn't it supposed to be when you were laughing, and with your friends?

"I'm...not like most people, but...I usually eat ice cream." He looked toward the window, thinking of days talking with Axel on the clock tower in Twilight Town. They would stay up there for hours after missions, teasing each other and enjoying themselves while they ate their favorite ice cream. Most of those days were the same, going on missions and then getting ice cream, but some of them still stood out to him. He missed them...he missed getting to hang out with Axel, too. But...Axel was keeping something from Roxas, and wouldn't tell him anything about it at all.

Roxas sighed, completely lost in his thoughts. He'd forgotten Simba was even there, and a melancholy gloom had settled over him.

Simba raised an eyebrow as he watched his human friend get lost in his thoughts. He mentioned the ice cream again though. He would certainly have to try some.

The lion took a large paw and gently poked the human to get him to wake up from his thoughts. "You keep talking about this ice cream stuff. We should go get some."

"Huh? Oh, right." The prod got Roxas back to the real world again, and he tried his best to stay there this time. "We have to pay for the food first, though. They don't give it away." The Nobody pulled out a pouch full of shiny bits and pieces from the flowers and trees outside, and then looked around for their waiter, waving him down. The waiter handed Roxas the bill, and then accepted the gems as payment, seeming completely oblivious to the fact that they could have been picked up right outside the cafe's front door. Roxas looked back at Simba when the waiter left, and shrugged.

"The paying part is easy, since no one who sells stuff seems to realize you can pick these up just about anywhere in the city." He held up the pouch of gemstones for Simba to see, then pointed out the window to a bunch of sparkling flower-shaped objects whose petals were just like the ones in the pouch. "Leaves, petals...just about anything that sparkles will work. They're not picky. Anyway, let's get some ice cream now."

He got up with a smile, and waited for Simba to start heading toward the door. He'd take the lead once he was sure the lion had enough room to leave the restaurant.

The concept of paying for anything was very new to Simba, who living in the jungle for most of his life, learned just to get what he wanted himself. It looked like he would have to get used to this odd system though, if he was going to stay in this place.

He smiled as the human got up, and the lion followed him out of the restaurant. He was excited to see this 'ice cream' and to taste it, even though it was made from milk. It was easy enough not to run into the crowds that flooded the streets, as they gave Simba a wide berth, probably not knowing if he would attack them or not. The lion, however, did not pay attention, but just looked around at the various structures and designs on the dome. "Did humans build all of this stuff? It doesn't look natural to me."

"I'd be surprised if anything here was natural," Roxas said, almost with a bit of a laugh. He pulled out his journal to check where the nearest spot with ice cream would be, then changed his direction a bit to get the straightest path to it.

It wasn't very far, thankfully. It was a pretty festive-looking place, with lots of weird detail in the building, and a big ice cream cone sign on top. Roxas ordered from the person behind the open-air counter. Again, he handed over some petals and leaves, and then he was handed two chocolate ice cream bars. He took them and came back to Simba smiling. "It's not my favorite, but these are still pretty good."

He held one out for the lion to try. "You have to bite into it to get to the ice cream, the outside's just a chocolate coating." Right after saying that, Roxas took a big bite of his own.

Well, if the human could eat it, so could he. Simba took the entire ice cream bar in one bite, not knowing about a little thing called brain freeze. It was definitely something different, and he let the ice cream melt in his mouth for a bit.

And then it hit him.

Simba scrunched up his face. The ice cream was making his mouth go numb, and the was a sudden, sharp pain shooting through his head. He refused to spit out the ice cream though, as he liked the way it tasted, just not the side effects that went with it. He worked it out in his mouth, until he had consumed the treat, and spit out the wooden stick it was on. He looked up at the human. "You call that fun?!"

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