vatheon | ⊙ hey, have you seen the blind girl in disguise

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⊙ hey, have you seen the blind girl in disguise—

Who: Tsubaki Kasugano & you
Location: The plaza and that general area.
Time: Mid-day?
Style: Whatever you like.
Status: Open!

I-I’m sorry—

[Tsubaki is wet, and visibly in a huff as she darts away from the stand. Something in between anger and embarrassment displays plain on her face; and it perhaps has to do with the local she can hear, laughing behind her as she goes, clinging to the towel that she’d been given like it was some lifeline. ‘It’ll work better than that shirt you just grabbed,’ he said—how was she supposed to know? She can barely see where she’s going, after all, which…okay, probably makes this whole running away thing a bad idea, but still.

—Heh!

Incidentally, he’d told her it was okay to keep the shirt as well, which was strange. But she didn’t question it at the time. She simply wanted to get to a quiet place to think for now, about exactly where she is and how she got there. Because this isn’t the Sacred Eye temple, is it?

That detective…Akise Aru. Somehow he’d set her free. There are no longer any mysteries tying her to the cult, forcing her to stay; and she was glad that she could repay him, at least in part. But at the same time, she didn’t think she’d be leaving so soon…

So where exactly did she wind up?

She doesn’t know, but she’ll find out. Even if it means maybe asking one of these many voices she’s hearing right now, the blur of faces around her…

Who are they all?]

(( OOC: so basically tl;dr, Tsubaki's kind of embarassed herself in front of a local and is looking for a quiet place to think. she has really poor eyesight so feel free to have your character run into her at any point during all this! ))

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[Whoops. Well, magic was around so much here it would be better for her to learn about it now.]

Uh, yeah! Sorry, is magic a common thing on your world?

...

[Honestly, she is not sure how to answer that one. By now, she's placed her diary scroll in the pocket of her new dress, thinking of how much further it allowed her to see. It certainly feels like magic, to her, but she wonders if it counts. Magic, or simply the will of God—

Of Deus?]

I would not go that far. But...I am familiar with it.

[She hopes to keep vague; and maybe redirect the question back at him as well.]

And your world? This... 'Aselia'?

Most people can't use it.

[He ate another piece of sushi, using the time it took to chew it to think of a way to redirect the conversation away from him and his world. If "they" were watching - whoever "they" were - he didn't want to give them more information than they already had. Honestly, he should just tell her his suspicions about them being observed, but he didn't want to frighten her.

He eased his smile back on his face.]

So tell me a little more about yourself! What do you like to do for fun?

Well...

[She'd been expecting a little more than that, clearly. But far be it from her to blame him for being cautious. It isn't as if she fully trusted him yet, either; and light-hearted topic though it may be, it actually makes her think a little harder.

She'd never got much of a chance to think about what she liked to do for fun. Only what the Sacred Eye men did. And she wonders if it's even wise to be honest about it now.]

...I suppose like to write.

[The only thing that gave her joy, during all those years in the temple. Aside from the handball she'd so tragically lost, of course.]

[The length at which she had to think of her response tells him quite a lot, though its difficult to tell if she's being cautious or if she just has never thought of what to do for fun.]

Oh yeah? What kinds of things do you write?

[... Both.

Heh, admittedly, she hesitates a little less this time.]

I...I keep a diary.

[Well, she used to. About her followers. Though she supposes she'll have to find new people to write about, now.]

There's never an end to interesting things to be observed, really. [She looks around, not feeling quite up to putting any more food on her plate--though the smell is enticing.] I would think that is more true now than ever.

[Now that she's in a completely new place, cut off from her cult—

Free of her puppet strings.]

A diary, huh? Guess it's good to get your thoughts down on paper. [Though it's not something he's ever done. Bad idea, leaving thoughts like his around.]

Is that what that scroll you have is?

Y-Yes, exactly. Though I've obviously not had the chance to write anything in it as of yet.

[Without her followers, there shouldn't really be anything on there at all. But this place has been nothing but surprises, and she isn't exactly looking to be proven wrong.

She keeps it tucked away...]

'Course not, you only just got here. Keeping notes might not be a bad idea though. I've heard we forget we were ever here if we end up leaving.

[That's probably the way, slowly tell her everything so she doesn't get overwhelmed.]

[Not a bad idea at all. Heh, she can get through anything, if she has her diary...

And she's already been through a lot as it is.]

...

So there is a way to leave, after all. [Technically--?]

Apparently, but no one can tell me how. I'm gonna hunt down this one guy that's been trying and see if he has any information a little later. All I've been told is it's pretty much at random who stays or goes. Kind of a bummer.

[He eats one last piece of sushi then motions to the waitress to bring boxes, having noticed Tsubaki had ceased eating. Might as well send this home with her so she'd have some food while she got settled.]

[She isn't complaining about being able to take the food home, at least. She simply watches quietly as he sends the waitress away for some boxes, contemplating.

Thinking.]

One man... but, is he a more reliable source, than others you've met?

[He shrugs with a slight rolling of his shoulders.]

No idea, but I guess I'll find out when I talk to him.

[Hm. She shrugs as well then; and when the waitress returns with the boxes, she takes one and stares at it for a moment, dumbfounded, before turning her attention back to him.]

...I wish you the best of luck, then.

[Though she has no clue who he may be speaking of. She has doubts it is anyone she knows...]

Thanks Tsubaki-hunny. And you can have the rest of the boxes too, I just got groceries to take home so I don't need it. [He offers a genial smile, indicating the shopping bag on the ground near his chair.]

So did you want me to show you the housing office so you could get set up, or am I smothering you too much with my company?

[He asks with a grin, but if she says he's bothering her, he really will give her space, after making sure she has his SFC info in case anything happens. You never know.]

[She is placing the leftover food within the boxes, since it seems like that's what you're supposed to do; and then she places the boxes in the bag which the waitress also left, all the while listening to him. She freezes, feeling somewhat indecisive over this, since she would appreciate both the space and the guide.

In the end...she looks away shyly, pretending to be captivated by something outside of the window.]

...With my eyesight as poor as it is, I would feel more comfortable with an escort. But—

[I-It isn't as if she wants to bother him. She can find someone else, if need be...]

[He's quite happy to oblige! He helps her pack away the food.]

It's no problem! Here, I can carry this for you too.

[He slips the bag of leftovers onto his arm and even offers his hand to help Tsubaki to her feet if she chooses to take it.]

We should find you somewhere to stay.

[She blinks and considers it for a moment, but ends up using the table instead, making her way to her feet again. She plays it casually though, and it isn't entirely clear whether she refused or simply did not notice the hand there.

But either way, she does not object strongly to him taking the bag. Merely a somewhat suspicious look at him, and then at the bag...before she ends up following him regardless, like a lost puppy.

She doesn't particularly like it, but she'd have to deal, for now, until she can get her bearings here.]

I see there are many options to choose from, at least...

[Though she really has no idea whether the buildings they're passing are actually apartments/living spaces or not, oops. When's the last time she attempted small talk, anyway? Perhaps this is why she never does...]

[He notices her refusal of his hand but lets it pass without comment. It's okay with him, and really probably better if she doesn't trust this city and those in it. He certainly doesn't, not everyone anyway, and certainly not the natives.]

Yeah, there's all kinds of places, but down this way's the office where you can pick. You can even build your own apparently, if you want. All you gotta do is talk to the local in charge.

[He motions towards an squat office at the end of the block with a sign declaring "Housing and Apartments". He looks at her with a grin.]

I can leave you to do it yourself, if you want. You seem to be getting tired of me, Tsubaki-hunny.

[She follows him; and luckily the sign is big enough that even she can make it out, if only just barely. She looks back to him as he explains it too, though, as if to reiterate it in her head, and...

Well. She makes no comment one way or the other, regarding that last comment. She must ask him one of these days, why he insists on calling her that. :|]

...Thank you.

[She looks ahead at her new destination, and speaks without letting it fall out of her sight.]

Though I suspect I won't be leaving this city within the near foreseeable future, anyway.

[They'd see each other again.]

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Yeah, me either, so I'll see you around. Here, lemme show you something.

[He pulls out his starfish communicator and goes over the broad points of how it works and how to access the network with it.]

Pretty nifty, right? Just lemme know when you've gotten settled into a place or if you ever need anything. Sound good?

[She may be wary or tired of his company but he'd be damned if he left her to her own devices entirely without any way to ask for help if she needed it.]

[She looks a bit surprised, but follows a long in his explanations, occasionally squinting as he explains the buttons and various things that would appear on the screen. A contact list, audio and video functions, filtering options...very high-tech. It would the closest thing she's ever had to a phone; and admittedly, it could be useful.

...She is kind of curious, though, why it's shaped like a star.]

Yes, of course. I will certainly remember you, but...are you giving it to me?

[She hasn't quite realized she has one of her own, yet. Perhaps if she'd bothered to check her miko, before changing out of it...]

[He laughs] No, no! You have your own. It was probably in your robes, here.

[He searches through the bag she was given with her old, wet clothes and sure enough her starfish was quickly produced.]

Here you go.

[...!!

She watches him closely as he examined her bags, a bit surprised to hear that. And surely enough, there is another star-shaped object in his hand that looks practically identitcal to the one he'd just been explaining things on..]

...Oh. I...hadn't realized...

[She takes it from him then, to look at it closely, seeing no obvious differences. though hers perhaps looked a little newer.]

I will be sure to make use of it, then.

[Wherever the heck it came from. She sounds a bit unsure about it still.]

Yeah! Make sure you do. Stick an entry up when you get settled so I know you're okay, if you don't mind.

[He smiles again, glad to see she's managing to take this all in stride. He'd been worried she would panic, but maybe being away from her world was like it was for him; something of a relief despite all the problems it caused.]

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clairvoyancies - 2012-01-23 11:51 (UTC) - Expand

fin~ Ahh this was fun

chosen_gigolo - 2012-01-23 18:43 (UTC) - Expand

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