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

[clairvoyancies]

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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[clairvoyancies]

Perhaps not. But if we knew, would that not clarify things? Help us understand?

[At least a little bit, about this odd city...]

[severing]

Well, the answer probably lies along the line of magic or whatever. You'd be surprised at the things people can accomplish with the right amount of power.

[clairvoyancies]

[Magic is not so farfetched, when you come from a world where your diary can tell your future.

Tsubaki looks unsurprised; or at the very least, not alarmed.]

...Well. There may be a way to undo the magic, then. No matter how powerful it is.

[severing]

Sure, if it doesn't bring the barrier down with it.

[clairvoyancies]

...I will look into the matter.

[Somehow. SHE. HASN'T REALLY FIGURED IT OUT YET but, you know. Information. Information is always good.

She'll always strive for it.]

Tell me, is there anything else I should know?

[severing]

That's kind of a broad question.

[clairvoyancies]

[sigh]

Well, if I really am going to be stuck here, I assume I'm going to have to find someplace to stay.

[For starters.

Come on, Train, this cannot be the first newcomer you've ever spoken to.]

[severing]

[That's assuming that he's ever helpful—]

Huh? Oh, that's pretty easy. Lots of places around here, and they're all free~

[clairvoyancies]

Free?

[She sounds surprised; rather understandably so. She's never had to worry about rent or anything like that in her temple anyway, but—]

You're not serious.

[severing]

Why wouldn't I be?

[clairvoyancies]

But—

[Okay, better question.]

W-Why would everything be free?

[severing]

'Cause they're just such friendly and generous people like that?

[clairvoyancies]

...Hmpth. Of course they are.

[As if she is really inclined to believe that.]

[severing]

C'mon, lighten up! They're not that bad.

[clairvoyancies]

I suppose I'll just have to see for myself.