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revenance_rpg2014-01-14 10:44 pm
rampantfantasy) wrote in revenance_rpg2014-01-14 10:44 pm
[o1 where-ever you are]
Who: a wayward replica AND YOU
What: Being a lost newbie
Where: Traverse Town [various]
When: AT THIS VERY MOMENT
Warnings: There may be yelling at Even involved.
Fourth District: Tower
It's not the kind of place he expected to wake up - truth be told, he didn't expect to wake up at all, but here he was. It'd been almost too much, when he first woke to a moogle hovering and kupo-ing in his face, but he'd suffered through it until he could get away, get somewhere to clear his head.
And that's how he wound up here, on the top of a tower with a view over a good section of the town. There's a bit of a breeze up on the tower, which seems to bother the chittering Dream Eater the moogles wouldn't let him leave without more than it does the boy himself. He's not particularly sure what to do with it, but as long as it doesn't go causing him problems, it can stay.
The boy drops to sit with his legs dangling over the ledge, one hand bracing himself against the doorway of the platform he's on. It's strange to think that this is the first time he's ever actually been outside of Castle Oblivion; the fake memories he has of the Destiny Islands are just that. Fake.
There's nothing more he can learn from just sitting up here.The replica lifts himself and jumps over the edge of the ledge, the Komory Bat squeaking and following after him.
Second District: In front of hotel
The moogles had given him enough munny to get a room here for a couple of nights, and he knows, vaguely, how hotels work, in the same kind of vague sense that he knows anything about the world. He's not sure yet, however, whether or not he wants to stay there. It's not like he could just hole up in the hotel forever, so why bother?
(But it's not like he has anywhere else to go, either.)
The spirit fluttering nearby doesn't seem to have the same hesitation that the boy does, however - the next time the doors of the hotel ope, it flies forward in an attempt to get through the doorway before it shuts again. The boy starts and tries to reach out and catch it - which is likely to end in him running into whoever is trying to get through the door at the time. What a way to make an introduction.
Anywhere else in town - Your choice!
The boy with the Komory Bat fluttering at his shoulder keeps mostly to the walls as he explores the town, hands in his pockets as he peers into shop windows. It doesn't seem like he's looking for anything in particular, although he stops a bit longer atclothing shops than at most of the others. It doesn't seem like he's particularly worried about finding somewhere safe from the Nightmares; from the look of it, he's confident that he can take care of himself.
What: Being a lost newbie
Where: Traverse Town [various]
When: AT THIS VERY MOMENT
Warnings: There may be yelling at Even involved.
Fourth District: Tower
It's not the kind of place he expected to wake up - truth be told, he didn't expect to wake up at all, but here he was. It'd been almost too much, when he first woke to a moogle hovering and kupo-ing in his face, but he'd suffered through it until he could get away, get somewhere to clear his head.
And that's how he wound up here, on the top of a tower with a view over a good section of the town. There's a bit of a breeze up on the tower, which seems to bother the chittering Dream Eater the moogles wouldn't let him leave without more than it does the boy himself. He's not particularly sure what to do with it, but as long as it doesn't go causing him problems, it can stay.
The boy drops to sit with his legs dangling over the ledge, one hand bracing himself against the doorway of the platform he's on. It's strange to think that this is the first time he's ever actually been outside of Castle Oblivion; the fake memories he has of the Destiny Islands are just that. Fake.
There's nothing more he can learn from just sitting up here.The replica lifts himself and jumps over the edge of the ledge, the Komory Bat squeaking and following after him.
Second District: In front of hotel
The moogles had given him enough munny to get a room here for a couple of nights, and he knows, vaguely, how hotels work, in the same kind of vague sense that he knows anything about the world. He's not sure yet, however, whether or not he wants to stay there. It's not like he could just hole up in the hotel forever, so why bother?
(But it's not like he has anywhere else to go, either.)
The spirit fluttering nearby doesn't seem to have the same hesitation that the boy does, however - the next time the doors of the hotel ope, it flies forward in an attempt to get through the doorway before it shuts again. The boy starts and tries to reach out and catch it - which is likely to end in him running into whoever is trying to get through the door at the time. What a way to make an introduction.
Anywhere else in town - Your choice!
The boy with the Komory Bat fluttering at his shoulder keeps mostly to the walls as he explores the town, hands in his pockets as he peers into shop windows. It doesn't seem like he's looking for anything in particular, although he stops a bit longer atclothing shops than at most of the others. It doesn't seem like he's particularly worried about finding somewhere safe from the Nightmares; from the look of it, he's confident that he can take care of himself.
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He ignores the Dream Eater, but luckily, his own companion has gotten bored with the humantalk already. The Komory bat flutters down to chitter at the Toximander. HELLO FRIEND.
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Helothermine chitters back. HELLO FRIEND YOUR PERSON IS TALKING TO MY PERSON. PERSONS SURE DO TALK A LOT.
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A confused chirp - PERSONS ARE STRANGE. ARE THEY ALWAYS LIKE THIS?
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The Toximander doesn't have shoulders, but he manages to convey a shrug anyway. PERSONS DO MANY ODD THINGS. NO PRIORITIES.
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A burble, as the bat descends a little. VERY ODD. WANDERING AROUND ALL THE TIME.
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MUCH TALKS. NOT NEARLY ENOUGH PETS, Helothermine says sagely.
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DEFINITELY NOT ENOUGH PETS. VERY STUBBORN ABOUT IT.
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Helothermine may not be good at shrugging, but he is well-equipped to roll his eyes. PRIORITIES.
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The bat flaps sadly. PERSONS. I HOPE MINE LEARNS.
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TRAINABLE, Helothermine reassures the bat. PATIENCE!
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HOPEFULLY, the bat chirps, glancing towards the replica and looking a little put out.
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WATCH! says Helothermine. Then he chirrups loudly and, taking the hem of Even's labcoat in his teeth, pulls insistently at it.
"Yes, what do you want?"