Ginko (
smokesmushi) wrote2014-05-13 12:49 am
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The Reflection of the Feathers [Action]
[As much as Ginko would love to sit down and experiment with the journal in order to understand it, after seeing the strange options available when flipping it open, there's a few more pressing things on his mind. He's grateful that whoever (or whatever) saw fit to place wings on him and unclothe him also saw fit to leave his clothes by his side with conveniently cut and seamed holes for his new appendages... but he still needed to locate the rest of his belongings. The mushi stored in his box were extremely rare and extremely dangerous, more often than not. Let alone the absence of his mushi tobacco.
But as he made his way into town, he was finding several warning signs. In the forest, he saw almost no life. No mushi anywhere. And glancing at the general population, it seemed as though everyone present was definitely not Japanese, though he did recognize quite a few faces as being Japanese. Still, the diversity in the people was a bit startling; he wasn't quite used to fitting in so well, or even better than others.
Still, more important than familiarizing himself with the locals was finding his box. He'll be pausing to eavesdrop, peeking into shops, et cetera, and he'll see some people with strange symptoms, but... none quite match the mushi he had in his possession.]
((OOC: Feel free to catch Ginko coming in from the forest or as he's wandering through town. If your character has some strange supernatural thing about them, hit up my permissions post to clue me in on anything that he could pick up on - usually it's a visual or auditory clue that normal humans can't see.))
But as he made his way into town, he was finding several warning signs. In the forest, he saw almost no life. No mushi anywhere. And glancing at the general population, it seemed as though everyone present was definitely not Japanese, though he did recognize quite a few faces as being Japanese. Still, the diversity in the people was a bit startling; he wasn't quite used to fitting in so well, or even better than others.
Still, more important than familiarizing himself with the locals was finding his box. He'll be pausing to eavesdrop, peeking into shops, et cetera, and he'll see some people with strange symptoms, but... none quite match the mushi he had in his possession.]
((OOC: Feel free to catch Ginko coming in from the forest or as he's wandering through town. If your character has some strange supernatural thing about them, hit up my permissions post to clue me in on anything that he could pick up on - usually it's a visual or auditory clue that normal humans can't see.))
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...He can't just say nothing, can he?]
Do you need any help? [There. That can sit well on his conscience. If he says no, it's not his problem.]
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I could use it. Which way towards town?
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Silver spares a glance at Weavile before the two of them nod and hop out of their comfortable branch to lead the way towards the village since it's a good distance away. Weavile's the one to turn to look behind him and beckon Ginko to follow them- come on!]
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What country is this?
[It's definitely not Japan, going by the foliage.]
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Oh, did you make it past the toll-taker with all your clothes still? Very clever.
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Lucky, from the impression I got. I think the "toll" was my other possessions, unfortunately.
[It's weird to be able to speak to a foreigner so easily. Hmm.]
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My theory is that those get eaten by something nasty in whatever underworld we're pulled through to get here. That or perhaps Steve Rogers steals them. That man has some odd little fetishes.
No, I meant the short, beardy fellow that tends to guard the path into the village from the woods. Managed to avoid him?
[Come on, what's more fun than flagrantly lying to the new people?]
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I hiked through the forest without much of a path, so I probably missed him because of that.
[It's hard to tell whether or not Ginko is taking that seriously. It could be entirely valid, he's seen much, much stranger.]
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[Loki seems very earnest.]
But I trust you're finding all of your other attendant parts properly attached?
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Ah... that is my name.
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I'm Helios Sprensonne. We talked a few times before in the past.
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[He'll still nod his head in greeting politely, of course.]
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Are you...settling in alright? There's guide most newcomer's use but if you have any questions I can try and answer them.
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... Yeah, he doesn't have much going on in that head of his right now.]
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Hey. Is that a strawberry plant you have in your hands?
[Might as well start the conversation a bit friendly.]
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Uh, yeah! There's no strawberries on it right now, but it should start in a couple weeks... At least, I hope so.
[He examines one soft, jagged-edged leaf.]
I've never replanted something before.
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[He's worried about his stuff, but that sound piques his curiosity something fierce.]
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[Tag... along? He's just going back to his house, to try with the front row of dirt again. The prospect of having someone watch him makes him anxious, but he's too nice to say no over something so small.]
Are you sure you want to come? I mean, it's not exactly exciting work.
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Good afternoon. May ...
[ Her voice trails off when she looks up and over and sees him, a fist closing tight over her heart. Could it be? Though with Luceti - always with Luceti - one couldn't be sure. It could be just like the others. ] May I help you?
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I'm looking for my belongings. I carry a large wooden box that holds most of my things; it has two straps so it can be worn on the back.
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I haven't seen it in here, though we can take a look around just in case it was slipped in. You haven't checked the item shop for it yet, have you?
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[Ah.]
I apologize. Do you recognize me, perchance?
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You don't have to apologize. You may find that a few people here would recognize you... but it's a fairly common occurrence for those who are drawn back to not remember.
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