Down some side street | [audio]hirac_utzumJuly 9 2011, 01:59:38 UTC
[Elfangor rolls over with a groan, and he barely comprehends that cryptic message--vaguely wondering what exactly he drank last night, and how much of it--when his attention is arrested and brought screaming into focus as he realizes that he is not at home. No, instead of being in his bed, he is curled up in the back of... some sort of cart, packed with rice. And while the naked part is not all that unusual, the sword and strange garments nearby certainly are.
This has to be the doings of the gods, he's certain of that much. But he is alone, in an unfamiliar place, and Matt is not there. So it is with barely restrained panic that he calls Matt on his Hitomi, while ducking down in the back of the rice wagon, trying to avoid calling unwanted attention to himself.]
[He's not happy to hear that there's already been an incident of some kind, but it hardly matters in the wake of his relief at Matt's response, and some of the tension coiled in his muscles loosens.]
I woke in a rice truck not long ago, and I am, ah, still here. Attempting to avoid detection, given the circumstances.
...I do not know where my clothes are. There are some strange garments here, but it is not so simple to understand how to go about wearing them.
The rice truck is parked along a side street of some sort. I believe there is a fish stall on the adjoining street, if the smell is anything to go by.
I think it would be highly inadvisable for me to attempt to venture out in the open at present.
[Which is code for no, I am thoroughly inept in this regard, and doing such would almost definitely qualify as indecent exposure, and he's pretty damn sure his embarrassment comes blazing through.]
[ Now, isn't this a familiar scene? It's almost the spitting image of that time Juudai had to help tie Johan into his yukata at the sakura matsuri in Kannagara. Except that somehow they're not in Kannagara anymore.
Juudai is wondering how much more absurdness he's going to be able to take. He's already in a red men's kimono himself, which he woke up in; the obi is tied so he's not showing much of his skinny chest. He's got his Hitomi in one pocket, his deck in the other (no Duel Disk, though), but he'd left the katana where he'd found it. Juudai doesn't trust swords, especially in his hands. With his luck, he'd cut his own head off before hitting anyone else
( ... )
[Elfangor would beg to differ, this is much more complicated than a bathrobe. But he takes advantage of Matt's proximity and diverted attention to check, not entirely discreetly, for signs of injury.]
Are you certain you are all right? Why--
[He doesn't quite get out the rest of his question about why someone had started a fight in the first place, as that is when Juudai makes his presence known. How long has he been there? Elfangor is not certain whether it's the embarrassment for being caught in his ineptitude with this particular style of clothing that has an unfortunate heat crawling up his neck and face, or a decidedly different sort of embarrassment as the cause. Specifically, in regard to what reason for which Juudai could potentially suspect them of having been in the rice truck. But actually addressing that, even to diffuse inaccurate speculation, is not something that he wishes to do at the moment, as he is certain that he will likely blather something even more unfortunate
( ... )
[Matt recognizes Juudai as the guy he pestered about cards and dimensional travel.]
Hey. I was just, um. Helping. I dunno what's going on, man. I went to sleep in my bed, and woke up a couple streets over from here.
[He blushes, of course, though he hopes it's obvious they have enough sense to know this isn't the time or the place for a quickie.]
I'm fine, really. Someone just decided he didn't like the looks of me. Probably 'cause of all this. [He gestures to his striped shirt and jeans. He picked up the bundle of cloth he woke up next to, but hasn't had a chance to change yet. He's so obviously not from here that he's not sure it'd do all that much good if he did.]
Here, let me...
[He turns Elfangor to face him (and, more importantly, the wall), unknots the kimono from around his waist, and drapes it properly over his shoulders.]
Just stick your arms through, and hold it closed so I can tie it. What's wrong? [It's pretty obvious Elfangor's distressed over something more than just the clothes.]
[action] sorry i ruined this by taking so long ;;sternitfortemJuly 18 2011, 16:44:54 UTC
[ Juudai's either ignoring the fact that Elfangor's half-dressed, or he legitimately doesn't care. Take your pick, guys! ]
I thought we were still in Kannagara at first, even after I saw that message. But this place is a little different, isn't it? It's like we're in real Edo, or something a lot more like it.
[ He notices Elfangor's distress. ] Is something wrong, Elfangor?
[Elfangor does as Matt directs him to do, taking some relief in how the fabric is beginning to resemble actual clothing.
But even so, his mind does not wander far from its fixation on the Escafil device. He knows nothing of this 'Edo'--knows very little of Japanese history at all, really, as he'd been more interested in learning about Earth's more modern advances when he'd lived there.
He mutters, voice still tense,] I seem to have misplaced my satchel.
This has to be the doings of the gods, he's certain of that much. But he is alone, in an unfamiliar place, and Matt is not there. So it is with barely restrained panic that he calls Matt on his Hitomi, while ducking down in the back of the rice wagon, trying to avoid calling unwanted attention to himself.]
Matt! Where are you?
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[But wow, is he ever relieved that wherever it is, everyone else seems to be here, too.]
just got in a fight. i'm ok, though!
there's shops and stuff around. where are you and why are you whispering?
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I woke in a rice truck not long ago, and I am, ah, still here. Attempting to avoid detection, given the circumstances.
...I do not know where my clothes are. There are some strange garments here, but it is not so simple to understand how to go about wearing them.
The rice truck is parked along a side street of some sort. I believe there is a fish stall on the adjoining street, if the smell is anything to go by.
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and i don't think i'm too far from you.
[He definitely smelled fish, and he walks back in that direction.]
can you like wrap the fabric around yourself and find the fish place?
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I think it would be highly inadvisable for me to attempt to venture out in the open at present.
[Which is code for no, I am thoroughly inept in this regard, and doing such would almost definitely qualify as indecent exposure, and he's pretty damn sure his embarrassment comes blazing through.]
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Once he gets close enough, he spots the cart easily enough.]
It's not that hard, c'mere. It's almost like a bathrobe.
[He's not going to admit how adorable he finds this.]
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Juudai is wondering how much more absurdness he's going to be able to take. He's already in a red men's kimono himself, which he woke up in; the obi is tied so he's not showing much of his skinny chest. He's got his Hitomi in one pocket, his deck in the other (no Duel Disk, though), but he'd left the katana where he'd found it. Juudai doesn't trust swords, especially in his hands. With his luck, he'd cut his own head off before hitting anyone else ( ... )
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Are you certain you are all right? Why--
[He doesn't quite get out the rest of his question about why someone had started a fight in the first place, as that is when Juudai makes his presence known. How long has he been there? Elfangor is not certain whether it's the embarrassment for being caught in his ineptitude with this particular style of clothing that has an unfortunate heat crawling up his neck and face, or a decidedly different sort of embarrassment as the cause. Specifically, in regard to what reason for which Juudai could potentially suspect them of having been in the rice truck. But actually addressing that, even to diffuse inaccurate speculation, is not something that he wishes to do at the moment, as he is certain that he will likely blather something even more unfortunate ( ... )
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Hey. I was just, um. Helping. I dunno what's going on, man. I went to sleep in my bed, and woke up a couple streets over from here.
[He blushes, of course, though he hopes it's obvious they have enough sense to know this isn't the time or the place for a quickie.]
I'm fine, really. Someone just decided he didn't like the looks of me. Probably 'cause of all this. [He gestures to his striped shirt and jeans. He picked up the bundle of cloth he woke up next to, but hasn't had a chance to change yet. He's so obviously not from here that he's not sure it'd do all that much good if he did.]
Here, let me...
[He turns Elfangor to face him (and, more importantly, the wall), unknots the kimono from around his waist, and drapes it properly over his shoulders.]
Just stick your arms through, and hold it closed so I can tie it. What's wrong? [It's pretty obvious Elfangor's distressed over something more than just the clothes.]
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I thought we were still in Kannagara at first, even after I saw that message. But this place is a little different, isn't it? It's like we're in real Edo, or something a lot more like it.
[ He notices Elfangor's distress. ] Is something wrong, Elfangor?
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But even so, his mind does not wander far from its fixation on the Escafil device. He knows nothing of this 'Edo'--knows very little of Japanese history at all, really, as he'd been more interested in learning about Earth's more modern advances when he'd lived there.
He mutters, voice still tense,] I seem to have misplaced my satchel.
[And, more importantly, the contents therein.]
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...Oh.
[Matt's pretty sure Kannagara, or Edo, 'misplaced' it for him.]
Don't worry. We'll find it. [He finishes up with the obi, and steps back to admire his handiwork.] Not a bad look for you.
Wherever we really are, [he goes on, looking over at Juudai,] the locals don't like us much.
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