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[Well it was clearly Makie's lucky day as Alexei had been released from the hospital earlier today and chose to go back to his place to freshen up a little when she decided to show up on him.

Although he was definitely sure there was no one in the apartment before he went to take a shower. So naturally, he was taken aback after he finished his shower and pulled to curtain to suddenly find a woman he had never seen before in his bathtub.]

How...? [Very few things normally surprise him in a place like Luceti, but sometimes it still catches him off guard. Noting the woman's clothes, she must have been new...and slowly all the pieces come together. Looking irritable, he decides not to wake her up just yet. He's...not exactly wearing anything right now and he's sure seeing someone indecent would be the last thing this woman wanted to see. So, he's going to attempt to leave the bathroom to get his clothes first.]

[Makie's half awake as it is-- the sounds of the shower intruded enough into her sleep that she starts stirring with the hazy thoughts that it must be raining--

--and whatever she's lying on is far less comfortable than the mat she curled up on the night before. Her shoulderblades feel stiff and sore, and though she thinks maybe she just...rolled onto the hard floor in the night, it's enough to get her moving...

...and she cracks open an eye just in time to see a naked man disappear from the room.

WELP.

Wonderful thing to wake up to, Alexei. She won't make a sound. Not until he leaves the room, at any rate-- though he could still turn to catch her staring at him before he goes.]

[Well he kinda notices movement out of the corner of his eye as he reaches the doorway. So of course he stops and turn his head to glance down at her.

...Yea, this is really off to a good start and he can feel himself being more embarrass than he already is. He's just very good at hiding the fact in front of her. So he'll turn his head back around and just--]

Pardon me for a moment. [Clothes. Let's go get them now. God damn this place. He's actually going red in the face. She can't see it, so it's ok. The initial reaction will go away soon.]

[Makie says nothing in response, just averts her eyes as he speaks. A polite response and an exit means this is probably as awkward for him as it for...]

[...
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...yeah, it's about now she realises she's lying prone in a bathtub.

She's pretty sure this flophouse didn't have one of these.

She struggles up, wincing at the tenderness in her back, and flatly ignores the journal that slides to one side of her as she glances down and realises this isn't what she went to sleep in, either. In fact, she's decidedly underdressed in a shift that's just plain strangely made. And her shamisen is nowhere to be seen in this... room...

They didn't make bathrooms like this in the 18th century, okay. But Makie is less concerned with the decor and more with the possible reason she's here, because the only reasons she can think of are bad ones, and they've taken her shamisen away.

Time to investigate the cabinet drawers for something sharp.]

[Well the few sharp things she might find is a razor blade, or scissors.

Anyway, while she's doing that Alexei's getting himself some clothes on. Nice to not be wearing a hospital gown anymore. Vaguely he can hear her moving in the bathroom. If she's new she is likely confuse.]

I suppose you're wondering how you found yourself in someone's tub. [He decides to try and have some small talk. Talking like this at least was a little easier.]

[Nail scissors at that. She'd be better off just using her feet.

Oh, he's talking. She pauses, then gives up on the search as a lost cause, sitting on the edge of the bath. The mystery naked man is being polite, at least.]

...yes. [Her voice is likely too quiet to be heard through the wall, and she raises it as much as she dares. Which isn't all that much, but she can just be heard.] Where am I?

[He didn't hear her say "yes" but he heard her question...quite a delicate voice she had.]

You are in a village call Luceti. To be more precise, you are in one of the community buildings right now.

[...no village she's ever heard of. But then again, her host is also not Japanese.

That doesn't make her feel reassured, for some odd reason.]

Why am I here?

[...That question is a little harder to explain.]

I can tell you how, but not why. [Right, he's got some clothes on now. Let's go talk to this woman properly]

We were all brought here by an unknown force. People simply call them shifts, abnormalities that happen that can alter the environment around us or ourselves. [He's at the doorway now.] Unfortunately, now that you're here, it'll be difficult for you to leave.

[And now he's lost her completely. But all the same, she doesn't particularly feel threatened by this man-- not with this civility or his bearing, even if he dresses as oddly as he looks. Makie has a growing sense of the surreal. The explanation makes no sense to her.

But she doesn't think he's lying. Not...deliberately.]

Will someone stop me if I try?

[No, but being on another world might. Most new feathers never heard of world traveling though, so he'll gradually work his way to that point with her.]

Do you believe in worlds existing outside of your own?

I've never even thought about it. [Other worlds? Truly? Her eyes flick around the bathroom decor again thoughtfully. And there was something... hadn't there been something strange about this man when he'd left the room? She'd been somewhat distracted by the lack of attire, but...]

Well, consider it a possibility in this situation. Would you know how to return if you found out this was a different world entirely?

[As he wasn't wearing his armor or the cape, his wings weren't hidden like they usually were. At the moment though, they're folded up.]

[She's silent a long moment, deep in thought. Honestly, the idea of different worlds and travelling somehow between them is... far too vast a concept to wrap her mind around. And it does occur to her that she may just be in the house of a lunatic.

But...

...she stands.]

This is not my... [Wow, this dress doesn't cover much. :|] Forgive my state of undress. [Still erring on the polite side of things for now. She glances at him warily.] Do you know where my belongings are?

[Hey at least she's not all naked.] It's all right. It's the same for everyone on their first arrival. Your belongings should be in the shops at this point. You won't need to buy them back, they are just dropped there for the owners to pick up.

[...well, that's bizarre, but a relief, if that's the truth. And yet...for an 'abnormality' to carefully undress her and file her belongings away, as well?]

I can go anywhere in this village? I am not a prisoner?

[Don't think too much into it...]

...No, you're not. You're free to go anywhere in this village. [that second question seemed odd to him.] If you would like, I can escort you to the central plaza where the shops are.

[That's more reassuring, and Makie shakes her head.]

That won't be necessary, but thank you. Although I feel I should know more before I set out. Could we...perhaps talk somewhere less... [She gestures vaguely at hte bathroom. Less personal? More comfortable? Less bathroom-y....]

[Oh, we thought you just had some bathroom fetish. Alexei moves aside so she can leave the bathroom. It is when he moves that she may notice those wings folded on his back.]

I don't believe we've properly introduced ourselves. My name is Alexei.

[There; that same thing she noticed before. Only now she has a closer look--

--it's really rude not to introduce yourself, Makie. But she's gone dead silent, staring in horror at the wings on Alexei's back :|]

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[WOW HIS NAME IS NOT THAT TERRIBLE IS IT? O-Oh wait, she's looking elsewhere.

...

You know what? He'll just point to her wings, because yes you have them too.]

This is normal in this village.

[Makie swings her gaze sharply around to stare at her profile in the mirror and goes white. And, predictably, reaches up to tug on one.

Yes, she stops that in a hurry. But SO MUCH MENTAL KEYSMASHING]

How--?

I can't explain how, no one really can. It is something we've all acquired and we've assumed it's a necessity to adapt to this world.

[his own wings shudder slightly, as if aware it's being spoken about.] You need to be careful with them. They are a part of you while you are here and you can die if they are ever removed.

[Well. Tender shoulderblades explained, and how. Makie's in danger of mentally shutting down just staring at the new protrusions to her back--

--they fluttered. Because she thought about it, or--

--uh.

...you know what, let's talk about something else. She steps decisively away from the mirror, though the colour has yet to return to her face. (though really, given she's so pale already it's not much difference.)]

Does anything about this place make sense?

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[Alexei offers her his hand, in case she needed some support.]

I wouldn't be able to tell you that as anything can and will happen here. It's best to keep an open mind here.

I'm beginning to realise this. [She'll take that hand, thanks very much. More out of habit than anything else, but still. Coming to grips here.]

...my name is Makie Otono-Tachibana. [Now that she remembers her manners. She still sounds distracted; now she knows they're there, Makie wonders how she ever missed the presence of the wings. They feel so heavy.]

Miss Tachibana. [He keeps a firm but gentle hold on her hand.]

How about we move to the living room? I'll make us some tea and we can continue our discussion.

Tea. [Something that seems rather ordinary. She gives a sharp nod.] Please. I would appreciate it.

[Lead me out of here like a gentleman, commandant. It's been a bad day. :(]

[A teen monk is sitting at the desk at the Welcome Center. As Makie enters, he smiles and waves.]

Hello!

[Such a bright smile gets a reflexive one in exchange, and Makie gives a slight bow.]

Hello. I've...

...just arrived. [Still shellshocked, yup.] I was told I might find information or a place to stay here.

[Aang quickly gets out of his chair to be more friendly and - oh, she bowed! He gives a bit of a bow back.]

Well you came to the right place! My name's Aang. I can help you with that and any other questions you've got.

[The bow is a bit relieving, to be honest. Her smile is a little more genuine, and she shifts, her posture relaxing slightly, arms folded over her shamisen.] A gentleman already showed me the guide to this place, and I've found my belongings. But I have no place to stay, and I'm not sure how to go about finding one.

I see. Well... That shouldn't be too hard! I can check the housing lists and see if there's anything empty for you. Just one second! [And he starts rifling through the boring papers at the desk.]

[And Makie waits.

For a few seconds. Before she blinks.] Oh...

Forgive my rudeness, sir. My name is Makie Otono-Tachibana. [Introductions should be matched. She's really not on the ball.]

[He pops his head up from the desk, scattering some loose sheets in his wake, one on his bald head.]

Please, it's not problem. That's a very nice name. It's nice to meet you, Makie!

...thank you. It's kind of you to say. [But she smiles again all the same. You're really kind of a sweet guy. Unusual, as far as she's concerned, but it encourages her to ask further questions.] Have you... been in this town long?

Uh... Y-yeah. [He says with a slight frown, some reluctance. He knows it's hard for newcomers to face - the idea of how long they could be stuck here.] I have.

[And Makie mistakes his reluctance.] I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry. Today is just... very strange, I suppose.

No, it's okay! Really. I just... didn't want to worry you. [He peels a paper off of his head.] I understand this all must be really strange for you.

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[...heh. Makie puts her fingers to the edge of the desk to arrest the slide of another piece of paper, shaking her head.] It's very strange. The people, too, aren't like any I've met before. But if we all go home eventually, then...I don't... mind.

[And then he shuffles through the housing papers, giving a meek smile and a nod.]

I believe we will, one day. Until then... we just have to wait and have a positive attitude! And if it's any comfort, as strange as some of these people can be, most of them are really friendly.

People do seem friendly. [Which is also disconcerting in its own way. But it's kind of nice.] Tell me... what do people do here while they wait?

Well... anything they want to, really. People tend to go and make friends, do lots of social activities, find places to work at to pass the time, train, do laundry, meet animals, read, go exploring, find people to fall in love with or just have fun!

[...that's a long list. She's not sure what to think of it. Uh.

...first...things first...?]

I suppose I first ought to find a place to stay. Then... whatever comes after. What sort of work is there?

All kinds! You can probably pick whatever you want to do. Right now, I work here at the Welcome Center and at the bakery too. There's also an item shop, some clothes shops, a grocery store, restaurants, a clinic, a library, a farm and a tea shop... all kinds of places!

[And he pulls out an up-to-dateish version of the housing list to begin checking for vacant places.]

A tea shop? [She straightens, interested.] I'm familiar with tea shops. Could you give me directions?

Sure! [He points towards wherever the stairs are with a smile.] You just have to go upstairs!

[...oh well okay that was convenient. :|]

I've heard that nothing in this town has a price. Is that so?

That's very so! This place doesn't have money at all. It's really great!

Any kind of trade at all? A required payment of any kind?

It depends. Most people will do things for free - especially if you're nice to them. But some people... [His eyes trail off a bit, remembering Sokka. What he's heard about his recent activity.] Some people do ask for trades for their services.

[Hearing that makes her feel better. Makie would rather not just take from people without an even trade.

...although she has nothing to offer the tea shop, except her services or her singing. Perhaps she'll ask what is needed when she's up there. ~~That's if some military jerk doesn't take it out of her hands~~]

I shall have to find something to do to occupy my time.

[~~Upstairs, he adjusts his glasses while wondering why his ears are burning.~~]

If you'd like! What kinds of things do you like to do?

[Aha. Not that much. >.> But. She glances down at the lyranthe in her arms.]

I can play. And sing. But that... is probably not as useful as other things I could contribute.

[Aang looks down at the lyranthe with a wide-eyed 'Ooh' expression. And he goes on enthusiastically.]

Really? That's great! Don't get down about it yet, it sounds like it'd be super useful in helping people feel better. I love music! But what other things do you think you can contribute?

Well, I'm not sure. I'm willing to turn my hand to most things. I'm told there is farmland north of here. I have some experience with that. I could work as a waitress... I can weave. I can... entertain.

I see. Well you don't have to decide right now! You can take your time thinking it over. And since no one's worried about money or anything here, you can just keep trying out different things until you find what you want to do the most!

All right, I'll do that. Thank you, Aang.

You're welcome, Makie. Anything to help a new friend. Is there anything else you need?

[Now she shows her amusement.] Weren't you getting me a list?

Of course! I meant aside from that. The list is right... here! [He slides forward the paper with the semi-up-to-date lists of houses and apartments.] You could try to find someplace empty or maybe see if there's anyone around you'd like to live with!

All right. [Something empty seems the way to go, really. She takes the list, peering down at its contents for a moment.] Thank you, Aang. You've been very helpful.

You're welcome! Feel free to take your time choosing. There's also some spare rooms around here that you're welcome to use until you decide where you want to live.

I will keep that in mind. [Reassuring to hear, but if many of these apartments and houses are empty, it shouldn't be a problem just to take... well, the nearest one.

She bows.] Another time, Aang. [And she heads for the stairs to the tea shop with her list.]

I'll see you around, then. It's been nice meeting you. [And he gives his own bow as she departs.]

[Today, Rock Lee has made a decision. He will barrel across the village at full speed. He is certain that he can reach a speed high enough to make Gai-Sensei appear here and congratulate him. Of that, he is absolutely sure. Lee misses him dearly.

He was certain that no one would be in his path. But there is, as he moves at an incredible speed towards her. He tries to take measures to avoid her, but he starts by shouting at the top of his lungs.]

MISS! I DO NOT WISH TO BARREL INTO YOU!

[Rock Lee, what are you doing. Makie glances up in startlement at the yelling, and plain stares in astonishment at the boy running straight for her.

She's surprised enough she nearly lets him barrel right into her on the sidewalk, but reflexes take over soon enough and she neatly sidesteps, turning to continue gaping at him as he barrels on past. THE PEOPLE IN THIS TOWN ARE WEIRD.]

[He's impressed at her reflexes, while at the same time he is still trying to move himself to avoid the space she just occupied. He chooses to make a sudden jump in the air and then goes through a series of flips until he slams into a wall and then falls down to the ground.]

[Er.

That was both impressive and... painful-looking. And not at all amusing. Really. She has better manners than that.]

Are you all right?

[He rolls back and jumps to his feet next to her, quickly straightening out his posture.]

I am very fine! See? But how about you? I did not injure you in any way, did I? I was very concerned!

[...pfft.]

No. You missed. You're running very fast, though. If you're in a hurry, don't let me stop you.

That is alright. I have no emergency destination. I am very glad that I did miss, however. You have great reflexes!

[Aha...she lets that last part slide for now, looking at him with a perplexed expression that's not entirely feigned.] If you have no emergency destination, why are you running so fast?

It was primarily out of practice! I wanted to see what would happen if I ran across the village at top speed. I can try it again later!

I see... [That's really sort of amusing.] I would think you stand a high chance of running into people if they're not careful. But you are quite impressively quick.

[Practice... she wonders if he fights. She's not going to ask.]

Why thank you! [He gives a slight bow, accepting that as a compliment.] I train heavily to perform to my maximum! And I take utmost care to ensure others are not injured in the process. I must not let such accidents occur...

Well, I thank you for the advance warning. [She bows her head, intent on moving on.]

You are most welcome! [He bows his head in return. But no you don't get to leave that soon.] May I ask your name, Miss?

[She straightens.] Certainly. I am Makie Otono-Tachibana.

It is an honor to meet you! [And he gives another bow before straightening his posture and raising his fist in declaration.] And I... am Rock Lee!

Rock Lee? [She pronounces it back in curiosity. What an interesting name.] It is a pleasure to meet such an... energetic young man.

[He gives a proud nod.]

Thank you! I am trying my best to use my youth at full power!

[He then turns to the side and does some punches and kicks at the empty air.]

I am a ninja.

[The first part was rather cute. But it's the second that really gets her attention. Makie blinks.]

A ninja? Truly?

[In that garb?]

Where are you from?

[Hey don't knock the jumpsuit, it's showing off his youth.]

I hail from Konoha Village, in the Land of Fire! I am most truthfully a ninja!

[Hilariously 'Land of Fire' doesn't automatically make her discount her own home; it just makes her think of the southern island. Nevertheless, he's not like any ninja she's ever heard of.]

You are quite open about this fact. [She's... not all that worried. Well, hardly as if Makie ever had a reason to cross paths with the Shogunate's more secretive branch in any case. In fact, with the bright green, she wonders if he's just playing.]

I am! There is little need for such a level of secrecy in a place such as this. [He's still not about to go around mentioning forbidden moves or state secrets, but he doesn't see any problem sharing the basics.] I also like to show my pride as a hot-blooded youthly ninja!

Little need, huh... [She supposes in a place such as this with so many different types, that might be correct. All the same...] Do you find much to keep you occupied here?

Of course! As enclosed as we are here, there is still much space to explore and to train within! And even avenues of training that I did not consider to be possible!

[Though much space to explore and train is actually a heartening thought. Perhaps things needn't be so different here. Still...]

What kind of avenues?

Well, you see, within this enclosure there is something which is known as the "Battle Dome". It is highly advanced and can be used to make simulations of virtually any scenario! As well as enemies that are are not real in the slightest.

[...

....oookay a lot of those words she kind of knows but isn't sure waht they mean in context but the whole thing seems to sound kind of nifty if it means what she thinks it means but--]

How is that possible? Enemies that aren't real.

It uses extremely advanced machinery! It is like a genju- er, like an illusion that seems to be solid!

That sounds... interesting. [Or impossible. But.] Perhaps when I settle in I shall pay a visit and see for myself.

It will certainly be an educational experience! And it is not so hard to locate, either.

Where is it?

Ah, it is located just southwest of the village! Once you are in its vicinity, it is easy to distinguish!

Thank you. I'll be sure to pay it a visit at some point.

If I am around when that time comes, I will surely help you to get to know the facility! But I suppose settling in here is the current priority.

It is. But I'll keep your offer in mind, Mr Lee. [Is that right? Names here are so confusing.] Thank you.

You are most welcome! If you need anything, please do not hesitate to call on me!

[Jade is sitting in a table at the tea shop, quietly drinking some tea in full Maluth military regalia. As the woman enters, he gives her a quick look-over and comes to a simple conclusion. He addresses her as he lowers his cup.]

You're new.

[Makie glances at him as he speaks, and her gaze takes in the light hair and the uniform and the glasses, before she inclines her head.] I just arrived this morning, sir.

[The uniform is unfamiliar but its purpose isn't. She assumes he's one of the people in authority here. Respect is playing it safe.]

[What a weird coincidence. Jade also likes to assume that he's one of the people in authority around here. But he gives a slight inclination of his own head all the same, accompanied by a smirk.]

I see. And what better way to face everything that you know should be completely impossible than with with a cup of tea?

[That's not quite it. But at the smirk, Makie decides explanations aren't warranted, and she glances away with a tired smile.] I suppose so. It's one of the last few things I understand.

Don't be so down about it. [He says with a cheery smile.] After all, I'm sure this world can find a way to make even this incomprehensible. [A beat. He adjusts his glasses.] What's your flavor?

[She opens her mouth to reply, and then Makie wonders if such a bizarre village would have even heard of her types of tea. What are the odds?

Still, she picks one of the most popular she can think of. Perhaps it has made its way here.]

Sencha.

Ah... sencha, eh? I suppose I shouldn't have expected any truly unique preferences... [He quickly pinpoints it on the menu - in fact, he even raises the menu and points to it, smug in such an easy victory, and then he turns to catch the attention whoever's waiting.] One cup of sencha - let's try to be quick about it. [And then he turns back to face her, motioning to an empty chair at the table.] Please, have a seat.

[Wow, Jade you arrogant snot :| But after throwing a quick look at the more familiar cushions across the other side she sits gracefully in this odd chair, still cradling her shamisen protectively.

She doesn't much like him, on first impression. But even so.] Thank you, sir. It's most gracious of you.

[She certainly seems to be someone stuck in her formalities. Jade prefers someone to hate him to his face. Still. He observes her carefully, as with any new figure.]

Mm, I doubt such an insignificant trifle warrants that much gratitude. What's your name?

[Makie comes from the era of submissive women. The fact she could quarter most people in seconds doesn't change this, alas.]

I am Makie Otono-Tachibana. [After a beat, just in case:] From Edo, in Japan. [If that even means anything here.]

[He'd probably be amused to learn that. But as it is, he just quietly takes in what he can while sipping at his tea.]

Ah, I believe I may have come across such a place in my readings. You must be from one of those "Earth" places, in that case. [He gives an adjustment of his glasses.] As for me, I'm Colonel Jade Curtiss.

[She's relieved it at least rings a bell to some. And then there was the girl she met outside who was distinctly Japanese, just... different.

Colonel... she's not sure if that's his name or a title. As she's already sitting down and he's arrogant to boot, Makie will just incline her head out of courtesy.] I'm honoured to meet you, sir.

[Yep. All formality.]

Are you another resident here? [Or someone actually in charge? Let's find out.]

[He gives a smile.] Of course it's an honor. [Maybe she could interpret it as him saying it's an honor to meet her too, but really he's confirming that it's an honor to meet him.] And, yes, we are all residents in this enclosure. In fact, I am the resident genius.

[Noo, she interprets that correctly as being a smug bastard. He may not be one of the ones in charge here, but he distinctly reminds her of the checkpoint officials in Edo.

Which makes her wonder what he wants.]

I see. You must be quite proud.

[The thing is she's so straight-faced and grave that she might not actually be sarcastic. Then again, she might.]

[It's hard for even Jade to tell. Regardless, he'll fire back with something that sounds more obviously sarcastic.]

Me? Oh, never. I am well known for being a model image of humility. I wouldn't want my ego to swell, now, would I?

Truly, humility is an admirable trait. [Serenely.]

I thank you for the tea. [For here it comes via serving tray.] Is there something I can help you with?

Think nothing of it. [He says with a dismissive wave of the hand as he sips from his own cup.] I'm not seeking anything in particular. I'm simply in the mood for some idle conversation. Such as - what manner of world do you hail from?

It is hard to answer such a question, sir, when to me it is all I have ever known. I hardly know how to begin comparing it to others you have seen or heard of.

[Sip.]

I see. In that case, perhaps I should help you build a frame of reference. For example... in your world, do all of the intellectual beings resemble you? Does your world contain anything that could be considered magic? Does the word "fonon" contain any significance to you? What would you consider the most advanced technology that you are aware of?

[Those questions would have made less sense to her had she not met a floating pony in the item store on her way here. She takes another drink, wondering how best to frame the knowledge he's after.]

In our world, there are only humans that possess intelligence. We have no 'magic', but... [She thinks of Manji's bloodworms. And decides it's disrespectful to go into detail there.] ...there are always rumours of such things existing.

Fonon means nothing to me. As for "technology"... I am unsure. There are tales of advanced medical knowledge on the continent and in other, far off places. [It's the word 'advanced' that makes her wonder if he's talking about knowledge and learning. Technology, on the other hand, is an unfamiliar concept.]

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[Always rumors. It seems perhaps she may be holding something back, but what she does say says a lot about how basic her world must be. Like one of those Earths he's read about, especially in its older ages.]

Ah, it sounds like you're far behind the rest of the multiverse, in that case. A fairly mundane-sounding existence to be sure. So many things here must be unfamiliar to you in ways that must be confusing and possibly horrifying.

I don't believe I've yet to understand them enough to find them horrifying. [She's seen some things today that have made her feel... different. Light isn't quite the word, but...] And it seems so. A young lady outside mentioned electricity. I've never heard of it before.

[If that gives more of an indication.]

Don't worry, I'm sure that you'll get there. [He says with an unfittingly cheery smile.] But yes, you're quite behind if electricity is so foreign. Are you even aware of lightning itself?

[Jade pls.]

I am "behind" in comparison, sir. Not ignorant.

Heavens forbid I make such an assumption. I had to ensure that your world was not unique enough to lack even lightning, or perhaps you could have known it under a different name. Regardless, it's simple.

[He briefly sips some tea.]

Electricity could be considered to be like taming lightning and keeping it in your walls, channeling its power for the most mundane of uses.

So the young lady said. For light and warmth. It certainly sounds convenient.

[She also said not to stick metal into it, but let's not give Jade any further ammunition for snark.]

It certainly is. And there's quite a number of other machines it can be used to power. Not quite as efficient as fontech, but remarkable all the same.

Machines...?

Metal boxes which, when powered correctly, can produce a number of effects in ways you would most likely interpret as a form of magic.

I see. It seems that staying here is going to be full of unexpected surprises.

Oh, it will! [He gives a pleasant smile as he finishes his tea.] It's a shame I'll likely miss out on witnessing most of your reactions. I'm confident that they will be priceless.

[As priceless as the one she's going to give your other character in the next post, yup. Makie stiffens a little at the comment, but she's not terribly offended.]

I'm sorry to disappoint you in that regard.

[Not terribly sincere, either.]

There's no need to fret. [He says somewhat exaggeratedly himself in response to that.] I'm sure you'll make up for it in some other way. This place has a way of putting its inhabitants through unflattering circumstances, so I'm sure that there will be many an opportunity for entertainment.

Unflattering? The... experiments, I assume.

Yes, absolutely. And the journals have a habit of recording particularly embarrassing incidents in everyday life.

The journals?

[Spoilers: she doesn't have one with her.]

The journals. Every inhabitant of this enclosure receives one. If you missed yours, I believe it may find its way to you eventually.

[Ah. Well, that makes sense. Though she fails to see how a journal could record incidents. ~~She'll find out the hard way eventually~~]

I'll be sure to keep that in mind, then. Thank you.

It's my pleasure. [He smirks and adjusts his glasses.] If that will be all, it should be time to take my leave. My tea is done. [And he feels he's poked her brain sufficiently for a first meeting.]

[Oh, he's leaving? Good. Makie isn't sure what to make of this man, really-- and she's too rattled by being here to begin with that the fact he's giving her space is all too relieving. Still, her only reaction is a polite nod of her head as she sips the last of hers.]

Good day to you then, Colonel Curtiss.

[He adjusts his glasses with a smirk as he stands to leave.]

Good day to you as well, Makie. May your adjustment process here be simply engaging.

[Vash sitting in his favorite bench for people watching as Makie made her way towards the fountain. A white sundress, huh? This new girl is kinda cute. Vash has his long hair down around his cheeks today and is dressed in a black wind breaker jacket and blue jeans.]

You know, if I were you I think I'd look at the fountain after I found some warmer clothes to wear.

[Makie shakes herself free of the fountain's spell when she hears him speak, glancing over with a bemused look. What...?]

...ah. Yes. You're right. [She smooths down the dress selfconsciously.] I'd just never seen... this before.

[Or, you know. Anything here.]

What? The fountain? Really? Huh, even we had fountains back home.

You from a desert town?

No. But not recognising something... I don't recognise much here at all. The architecture is strange. Are fountains common, then?

[It's pretty.]

Well, I wouldn't exactly say they were very common where I'm from. [Depends on how well the city's Plant was doing.] But I kinda... thought they were? But I guess you learn something new everyday, don't you?

Mm.

[It's a distracted non-response, really. But after a moment, Makie reminds herself the man has a point. She glances across the plaza at the different shop fronts.]

If I had a musical instrument, which store would I look in?

A musical instrument? Well, that would be the item shop there. [He moves his arms to point the store out.] But- aren't you cold? The clothing shop is just there. [Then his finger moves slightly to point out the clothing shop.] I mean, I know it's getting to be spring and warmer, but that dress is more of a summer look.

[But he's also ready to admit that maybe he hasn't been out of the desert long enough for spring to feel rather cold to him.]

No, no. [She shakes her head, folding her arms across her middle.] I'll get my kimono first. But I already knew where that would be. [The shamisen is something precious. What's inside it... well.]

Thank you for your help, sir. [And she starts crossing the plaza to the clothing store.]

[Crap. The pretty lady is leaving. Must fix this! Vash pushes himself off the bench. Trailing behind Makie just a few feet and matching his pace so he doesn't exactly catch up.]

So! You must be new here! But you already know where to find your things! So has someone explained this place to you?

[And amidst all the weirdness, here's a behaviour pattern that Makie is more than familiar with. Oy. She glances over her shoulder with a cautious smile.]

They have, yes. I woke up in the apartment of a gentleman who was kind enough to explain. [Just how she woke up is between her and Alexei, okay >_>]

Gentlemanly? What kind of gentlemen wouldn't walk you to the stores! Sounds down right rude to me!

[Of course, Makie might have asked for some time alone. Vash decides to ignore that very good point.]

[From what she could see, actually, Alexei was recovering from injury. :| It's polite not to drag the poor man all over town. But at Vash's words, she only smiles.]

If you'd care to walk me to the stores, sir, they are only a few steps away.

Yeah!? Of course I will! I'll be more than happy to walk you there! Honest I will! Scouts honor! Well, if I was a scout it would be a scout's honor!

[Excuse him a moment. You're getting awfully close to the door. Let him just rush ahead in a blur of motion to open it for you.] There you are ah- [Crap. Didn't get her name!] -my lost flower!

[Fast. She'll remember that.]

Makie Otono-Tachibana. [Quietly, as she steps through the open door.] Thank you.

You are most welcome Ms. Makie Otono... Tac...hi...

...could I just call you Makie by chance?

[Her lips twitch up a little.] You may. What do I call you, sir?

My name is Vash! But you can call me slave, or fido, or underling, or anything you may want to!

[

...]

Vash, then.

[Just gonna pretend you said none of the other stuff. Yup. Keywords.]

So! What do your clothes look like! I'll help you find them!

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It's really not necessary, Mr Vash. [Not to mention kind of disturbing. What kind of man wants to go through a womens' clothing store looking for her clothing?

...you know what, don't answer that. As it is, when she walks in, she can pick the distinctive dark colours of her kimono already on a rack on the opposite wall. But how to deflect this possibly kind, possibly creepy man--]

...if you really must, I cannot see my geta. If you would be so kind as to look for them while I change, I would be most appreciative.

Yes! Leave that to me! I will find your geta in no time flat! Just you wait! [And he goes zooming off, towards the coats before he actually stops and turns back-]

...what is a geta?

[Well, she managed half a step toward her kimono. Oh. Dear.]

They're shoes. [How to describe.] Sandals. Open toe, with a thong that runs between the toes. [She makes an upside V motion with her finger.]

Shoes! Right! Of course they are! Don't worry! Vash is on the case and they will soon be found! [And he turns his direction back to where the shoes are kept. Talking to himself under his breath as he looks through them.]

Open toe sandals. Thong between the toes - those! Nope. Those aren't them.

[The obi is folded across the bar just underneath the folds of her kimono, and Makie spares a thought of gratitude that at least her clothing was treated with respect. The shawl is here, too. Her travel bindings are gone, but then again... they're not exactly necessary now. She can make new ones if need be.

Makie folds her clothes over one arm and glances back to Vash, then uncertainly around the room.

...there. A small room with a door that looks empty. She can get changed in privacy. The door closes after her with a soft click.

Happy hunting, Vash.]

[It takes him a little time to find what he thinks are the correct shoes and once found he parks himself just outside the door Makie is changing in. Part of him is tempted to try to sneak a peek under the door, she really was pretty hot, but showing up in Luceti is enough of a shock for one person in one day. He keeps himself in check as he waits for her to come back out.

Holding the shoes of course for her inspection like a proud puppy for when she comes out again.]

Are these the right ones, Miss Makie!?

[Makie opens the door, fully dressed-- and takes a step back again as shoes are kind of... right there... wow, Vash.

But after a moment, she smiles.]

Yes. [She reaches out a hand to take them, bending to slide them onto her feet.] Thank you for your assistance.

[Yay! He did good! He's so pleased with himself!] Thank you! I was happy to help! What else can I do to help you, mistress?

Please, you've done enough already. [Properly dressed, she feels less vulnerable. And she's more sure that Vash is just...over-eager now, not trouble.] You've already pointed the way to the rest of my belongings.

No problem at all! After all! Waking up in a place like Luceti all by your lonesome is no fun! It's much better if you have someone to help you out! I don't mind at all! Think nothing of it!

[...]

Do you know a gentleman by the name of Rock Lee?

Heh! The guy with the green suit and big eyebrows? Yeah! He wanted me to be a teacher of sorts to him once. He's a bit of an excitable guy if you ask me.

What sort of teacher?

[You've very similar.]

You know, I'm really not sure. [Gun-fighting.] I think it might have been competitive eating and then napping.

[...o. kay then.]

I'm sure you'll excel at being a teacher. [Moving for the door.]

I don't know I've never tried being a teacher before. [Vash goes ahead and rushes forward so that he can hold the door open for Makie.]

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Perhaps you should. I'm sure there are many in the world who would benefit from learning the fine art of napping.

Ahahahaha! You know! You raise a good point! I bet there are people who could benefit from my life lessons when it comes to the fine art of napping!

[...heh.]

Thank you for your help, Mr Vash. [Out into the plaza she goes.]

Oh! You are most welcome Miss Makie! Anything to do to help! [He's still following around like a puppy. You'll have to do better to be rid of this man.]

[...seriously :| Makie isn't all that surprised, mind. But as she's not sure what she thinks of him, she just ...sort of tries to pretend she hasn't noticed him following her. You'll have to carry this conversation, Vash.]

[Unluckily for Makie, but luckily for Vash is that he's use to being politely ignored so he has no problem following behind her just a few short feet away and holding a one man conversation if he must.] Is there anything else you're missing? We could probably find it in the item shop!

I already asked you about my shamisen, Mr Vash. {Remember.] Thank you for the directions. I believe that's all there is left.

Oh, yes! Of course! You uh, thing! I didn't forget! [And he didn't. He just was making sure she hadn't thought of anything else or had decided to head elsewhere first.] Let me get the door for you! [And once more he's running forward with the biggest grin on his face.]

Thank you. [And just... giving in gracefully. If he still follows her all the way to the Welcome Centre, she can use talking to another person as a reason to ditch him. Makie just can't bring herself to tell him to go away.

In the door she goes.

And ~~freaks out at the giant floating pegasus with a surfboard~~ ~~gets hit on by Jack Horner~~ ~~HUZZAH A NEW TIME LINE~~ stops to stare at all the different, and completely bizarre and unfamiliar, paraphernalia that makes up this store.]

[Vash actually hadn't been in the item shop in awhile. He actually eventually loses a LITTLE interest in Makie just to look over some of the items in the shop. Still didn't look like anything of his back home had shown up, then again, he didn't really have too many possessions anyway.

If Makie wanted to ditch him, she has about half a second after he hears the door open to try to vanish. Right now he's gotten distracted by a little snow globe with a smiling snowman in it.]

[She's the disowned daughter of a samurai, not a ninja, gosh. The thought never even crosses Makie's mind.

Instead, after she gets over her first view of the shop, she shakes her head slightly and begins moving through the store looking for her shamisen. If she gets distracted by the unfamiliar, she'll be here all day.

...there. Resting on top of a cardboard box. Nobody's had time to put it on display yet. She moves for it.]

[Eventually once she picks the instrument up Vash catches on that she's holding something and puts the snow globe into his pocket.] Is that the, uh, thing you were looking for? A Sham-i...sen?

[Wow so assumptive DID THAT TAG SAY SHE PICKED IT UP GOSH

bnr because of course she's picked it up the moment she's reached it. Vash is perceptive enough no doubt to pick the subtle change that comes over her expression, and her gaze flicked back to him as he speaks is more calculating.]

A shamisen. Yes.

[If he notices he doesn't say anything about the look.] Yeah? It looks kinda like a guitar. With less strings.

[She assumes a guitar is just a similar instrument (and she'd be right) but her mind is on other things.]

Is this the only store where people's belongings are brought?

Well, there's this, the clothing store, and the smith shop. But mostly just weapons show up there.

[Ah. Well, that makes sense. She did see a sign for a forge out front; she'll try there later.

...when she's ditched Vash.]

Thank you for your help again, Mr Vash.

Anything for you! Is that really all the stuff you need from home? Not missing anything else! I'd be happy to search this place all night for you if I had to!

I was under the impression we only came here with the things we were carrying. [Her tone is faintly teasing.] I have everything. Though I do appreciate your enthusiasm.

Yeah, but sometimes things we weren't carrying will show up too. So you never really know what you'll find in this place sometimes.

Really? What kind of things?

Hm, well, just about anything really. I found my music player in here once. There's snow globes, silverware, packs of cards, toys, and just about anything you can think of.

So it's worth coming back occasionally to see.

Yeah, never know what weird items will show up. Doesn't always have to be yours either. Sometimes just really strange things will show up from time to time.

I'll have to keep that in mind.

...but none of my things are here now, so I think I will be all right now, Mr Vash.

Do you have a place to stay yet? You can stay with me if you want!

[....uh.

That's. Really kind of forward. She just blinks at him.]

Heh! Or not! I'm sure this place has a lot of empty places in it! Like my apartment building! I know there's some empty rooms there!

[...heh.]

I see. Thank you for the suggestion. Which building is yours?

I'm on the fourth floor of community building four! The only one on that floor at the moment in fact! So lots, and lots of space if you need someone to live near!

That's very thoughtful of you. Thank you, Mr Vash.

{Can she leave yet :|a]

[Psh. No.] You're most very, very welcome! I could lead the way to my place if you wanted to see it for yourself!

Ah... no, that won't be necessary. You've done enough already.

Oh, don't worry about that! A true gentleman's work is never done!

[A true gentleman would know when to take a hint, you big jerk ;_; Makie's really at a loss for something to say, now. So she sort of looks a bit lost and glances around the street as if in search of distraction.]

Hey! Are you hungry! I know of a great restaurant around here! Well, actually, it's the only restaurant! AHAHAHA! But the food is still good!

...you mean that one? [She reaches a hand up to point in Seventh Heaven's direction.]

Yeah! That's it exactly! So! Are you hungry?

...no. I'm not. [She is, but really she's now at the point she wants to ditch this guy. He's too pushy. Makie's just bad at telling people to get lost.]

Well, if you do get hungry, that's the place to go! That, or the grocery shop over there. [He points in it's general direction.] If you like to cook for yourself instead. They have all kinds of food from different places in there!

All right. Thank you for the advice.

[She starts walking that way. Quickly. 8D Are you getting the hint?]

[NOPE! Following right along behind her. She's totally just a really fast walker of course!] So where are we going now?

[Makie doens't answer, you creep. :| But she's clearly heading for the grocery store.]

[Following behind once again! Only running forward to open the door again for Makie.]

...I can open doors on my own, you know. Don't you have anyone else that needs your help more?

I know! I'm just trying to be friendly to a new face in town, you know? So I can't think of anyone else who needs my help more!

I've been told many new people arrive at the same time.

Yeah, but I haven't seen anyone else new just yet!

I ... I appreciate your friendliness. [The amusing thing is if he'd been either more suave or more of a bully, Makie could deal with him better. But Vash is the kind of person she's not really had the ...pleasure... of meeting before.] But Mr Vash... I think I need some time to get used to the idea of this place.

Oh yeah! Of course you do! Luceti is a lot to take in all at once! Take your time getting use to this place! Everyone does!

It is, and I...find it easier to deal with such things in solitude.

Eh!? You do? But that's so- lonely?

It's not that. I'm just not... very good at thinking in... noisy environments. That's all.

[Yes, that's as close as Makie comes to calling him obnoxious.]

Oh! Then maybe you should hang out in the library! I bet it would be really quiet there!

I may do that later. But for now, I'll just... be on my way. [She bows.] I still need to find a place to live, after all.

Oh! You should go to the community center then! They'll have a list of empty places you can call home!

[And then Vash lowers his voice to be something he'd consider to be more "sexy".] Then again, I happen to know that all the rooms on the floor of my community building are empty! As well as a spare bedroom in my own place if it's needed.

[...

...hah.]

You're very forward.

I just find there's less confusion involved if people are open and honest with their feelings rather than keeping it hidden. Especially, when it comes to matters of the heart!

And...if those feelings are not returned?

Matters of the heart usually work back when things are just winged anyway. I guess it all depends how things work out.

Ah! Oh crap! I forgot to feed my cats this morning! Oh man, if I don't go back home and feed them soon they'll start destroying the furniture! I gotta run. [Or could it just be he's thinking up some excuse because he's finding he's making Makie uncomfortable rather than annoyed.] The welcome center is that way if you want to see what's open. Otherwise, you could follow me home if you want to meet my cats.

They're very cute. You know, when they're not destroying things.

[Makie relaxes a touch. Seems he got the hint, then. He's not so bad, just... overeager. And she can't deal with that right now.]

Maybe another time. But thank you for your help today, Mr Vash.

You're welcome. Just head on in that direction. You'll find the welcome center in no time! Sorry to run off like this! I'll see you around!

And just call me Vash!

[Makie doesn't respond, but gives him a small bow of farewell before she turns and heads in the direction of the welcome centre.

...possibly a little faster than usual, just in case he changes his mind. >_>]

[ Don't worry, Makie, you're not the only dazed one here. Kotomi is just as dazed, but that's her natural state of being. In fact, while she's making her way over to the library as usually, she's daydreaming so she doesn't really see where she's going..

.. and that's how she ends up bumping right into the woman on the path. ]

W.. wah...

[Taken by surprise enough to stumble. Makie shifts her grip on the shamisen in one hand and puts her other out to steady Kotomi.

...you're Japanese. She thinks.] Are you all right?

[ That's good, at least, it keeps Kotomi from tumbling right over since she's not aware enough to steady herself. ]

.. Ah. Yes, I'm alright.. I just think I walked into something. [ .. she doesn't even realise. ]

[There's genuine amusement in Makie's smile when she responds, faintly teasing.] You did. You walked into me.

.. Ah. Then that was it. [ Belated realisation, but she nods, as if she's willing to believe it.

Then she slowly starts making a bow right after. ]

In that case.. I apologize. I didn't mean to bump into you..

That's all right. No harm done.

[The bow cinches it.] You're Japanese, aren't you?

That's right.

[ She realises this should be the time for a formal introduction, so she makes sure to stand straight and all that. Her words are sort of mechanic, like she's spoken them many times before - or just practiced them a lot. It almost makes her sound like some robot. ]

My name is Kotomi Ichinose, a senior from class A back home. My hobby is reading. When refering to me, please call me "Kotomi-chan".

[...wow, she's familiar with this mechanical mode of address. It's like looking into a mirror. Makie bows back.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Kotomi-chan. My name is Makie Otono-Tachibana. You may call me what you feel comfortable with.

Makie-chan, then..

[ Despite the other girl being older.. but Kotomi likes putting it that way, okay. Especially if they're going to be friends. .. Ah, wait, at least she's realising now that she's just assuming it, isn't she? ]

.. Since.. I'd like it if we could become friends.. maybe.

[Heh... you're not quite as old as Omatsu. Makie is amused, but she only smiles.]

I think we could become friends. It's good to see other people here from my own country.

There's more Japanese people here, it's not just us. [ In fact, she's met a lot of Japanese people, hasn't she? But then again, she's met a lot of non-Japanese people too, it's all the same to her in the end.. the only way she divides the world is into bullies and non-bullies. ]

I guess the Malnosso like Japan.

I see. [That's... actually good to know. It makes her feel far less out of place.] It's true I've only seen a few people today. Perhaps I will meet more another time.

What part of Japan are you from, Kotomi-chan?

I'm from Hikarizaka City. Ah, I've heard there might be differences in time though for people who are pulled here, so maybe that town is only founded in your future, or it's too far into your past to know of it.. [ .. ] But.. it's a nice town. I like it there.

It's possible. I've never heard of Hikarizaka City, but I haven't travelled much.

I'm from Edo... of... no particular district. [Not anymore, anyway.]

.. I haven't travelled much either.. [ Heck, she's hardly even left her house, how could she be expected to leave the city. ]

Maybe we just lived near each other all this time and never realised. Wouldn't that be weird..?

Perhaps we might have met each other one day, then. [It's an amusing thought.] But in the meantime, I suppose we both now hail from Luceti. How long have you been here?

.. Hmm.. how long, I wonder.. [ Since she's always so out of it she actually has to think about this for a while.. she has no clue how long it's been since all the days are the same to her, but if she puts a little thought into it she can figure it out. ]

Maybe.. one and a half years..? Something like that.

...that's quite a long time. Is your family here?

[ Ah. Awkward topic. Her blank expression actually changes a little because of it as she shakes her head. ]

They're.. dead.

[Ah. Good one, Makie. She glances down.]

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked.

N.. no, it's okay. [ She still looks a little sad, but at least she's not freaking out about it.. the time here has helped her at least a little bit. .. A really tiny bit. ]

They've been gone for a really, really long time already.

[...]

Do you have friends here?

Ah.. I do. [ At least she can say that. And the thought of it cheers her up a little. ]

I have a lot of precious friends here. I'm really, really grateful for all of them. And I'm even Ikki-kun's precious treasure.

That's good. As long as you have others who can look out for you.

.. Uh-huh. I think it's much better than being alone.. after all, being alone is very, very sad.

Mm. [She's not sure what to say to that. Makie thinks she's right, but all the same it's not something she worries about herself.]

I wonder if others from my... well. Others that I know. I wonder if they might arrive.

Probably..

[ Maybe she's trying to reassure the other person a little, but.. well, it's true there's a chance. Kotomi's not the type to lie. ]

I mean.. people from my world have been here a lot before too. So I'm sure people from Makie-chan's world will be here too.

Well... I think I'd be fine if many of them didn't come. But there's one or two I'll most definitely miss.

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.. Were those two your friends and the rest weren't.. something like that..?

No, I just didn't know anyone very well. But there was a woman I worked with who...

...well, she'd like it here. [...it's more free.]

[ Didn't know anyone well? .. Huh, Kotomi can't help but think that just sounds really, really sad.. ]

Then I'll hope for her to turn up here along with you. If both Makie-chan and I are hoping, there's already more hope for it. So the chance is bigger.

...that's right. [She doesn't really believe it, but it's still a nice thought.] Her name is Omatsu, so... if you ever meet a woman by that name, you can tell her I'm here.

Omatsu.. [ She's memorizing it already! This task is now really important to her, since one of her friends asked her, so she'll definitely try her best..! ]

I'll tell her. And then maybe when the three of us are all here, we can do something fun.. like have a tea party. Isn't that what people do to have fun?

[What is this fun concept you speak of :|a

--no seriously, she looks a little taken aback by that. For a moment. A tea...party? Is that like a tea ceremony or--

--well, she can grasp the general concept.]

I think that would be lovely, Kotomi-chan.

[ Don't worry, Kotomi only learned recently too. And tea parties are fun to her since that's what she did with her parents.. she hardly knows about actual friend activities. ]

.. Really..? [ Her face lights up. Quite a bit - it's a blank smile, but still pretty big.. ] I'm so glad..! I've never had a tea party before here..

Neither have I. It'll be quite an interesting experiment.

Then let's make sure to learn very carefully together, Makie-chan. So we can make sure to have the best tea party ever. [ You could sound more enthusiastic instead of blank, Kotomi.. ]

[It's enough that Makie wonders about the blankness. But given what the girl said about her family...]

The best one we've ever had. [That's possibly a joke.]

[Out for one of her walks, doing nothing more than laps around the village for exercise, Saori only vaguely remembers that it's New Feather season. At least until she sees an unfamiliar woman walking out of the forge with, of all things, a shamisen. Upon closer inspection, the woman's garb marked her as either someone from roughly the time of Saori's birth or a reinactor. Either one was enough to keep her normally flighty interest beyond simply helping a newcomer.

Smiling cheerfully, the goddess approaches, dipping her head slightly in greeting. Not so far as to be deferential, but enough to be polite. Her own clothes might be familiar enough to Makie as well, a blue-green kimono decorated in the elaborate styles of the Muromachi courts, complete with embroidery in a fine gold thread. She aims to dress to impress after all!]

Good afternoon, miss.

[There's probably no mistaking the relief that flits across Makie's expression when she catches sight of Saori. At least, someone here who doesn't automatically make her feel out of place-- though at second glance, the kimono is far finer to anything she wears.

Her return bow is deep enough to mark respect for a woman of higher station, because manners. But Makie really is very happy to find you.]

Good afternoon. [Encouraged by that smile, she adds more candidly:] It's... quite a relief to see you.

[Well the bow is noted and deeply appreciated. Though the relief and words are slightly perplexing. Does this woman know her? Was her memory slipping again? Oh she hopes not...]

It's...nice to see you as well. Though I fear I do not remember you, if we have met previously.

[Silently, she hopes she's not slipping again.]

We haven't met. [Makie smiles ruefully.] Perhaps I should say it's a relief to meet another that... lets me know I'm not the only one from my... region. [World. Whatever Alexei said-- she's still having difficulty wrapping her mind around it.]

My name is Makie Otono-Tachibana.

[Oh. Good. Saori relaxes visibly, now that the worry of memory loss is gone. But that name...Tachibana. A name she knew from her childhood. Otono she didn't know, but there was no way this woman could have been part of that family. Not in those clothes.

Shaking her head, she smiles warmly]

A pleasure to meet you. I am Saori Kimura. The Daughter of Wind and Rain.

[She includes her title, like all gods should when greeting countrymen. If there's recognition, all the better. If not? No loss.]

I assume you are from Japan, or some variation thereof as well, then? May I ask what part?

[She isn't familiar with the title, though Makie assumes it means the woman is highly respected.]

Edo. Although when I found myself here, I was on my way to Shirakawa. I stayed the night in an inn and woke up somewhere decidedly different.

Edo.

[That draws an even bigger smile. The old name, the proper name. So she wasn't a reinactor. She was someone from an earlier time. Well that was lovely.]

Yes, this is very different than Shirakawa. Quite a lot. I was in my home on Shikoku, in Takamatsu, when I woke up here. [She cants her head to one side] What year was it for you?

The second year of Tenmei. [Until she was asked, Makie hadn't given any thought to the idea that they were still from different time periods, despite the familiarity. Now, the elaborate decoration of Saori's kimono makes her wonder.] May I ask the same?

[Saori does a bit of quick thinking in her head. She'd grown used to thinking in terms of the Western calender, thanks to the end of Sakoku and the Westernization of Japan. She nods once, remembering finally]

A time well after yours, presently. A little over two-hundred years, though I suspect the 24th year of Heisei will mean little. My apologies for that.

[Smiling softly, she bows once again]

Are you feeling well, Makie? I know sometimes the transition here can be a little...difficult.

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[Two hundred...

That's a stunning figure, and Makie raises fingers to her lips as she tries to grapple with it. Different places, different times...]

It's... a lot to take in. I feel a little overwhelmed, to be honest.

I was too. Don't fret.

[Saori gives her a (hopefully) reassuring smile and bobs her head in understanding.]

Would you...like to sit and talk over tea? It might go easier, that way.

Tea. [Something familiar.] Yes. I would like that very much, Lady Saori.

Just Saori, please. I am no Lady.

[Turning, she heads toward the tea house.]

[She smiles.]

Saori, then.

[And she follows in Saori's wake.]

[Saori will lead the way to the tea house, up a flight of stairs and hold open the door politely.]

Please enter. Welcome to my favorite place in Luceti.

[She heads straight to a booth set up in a traditional Japanese style. Comfort for the newcomer was the aim after all.]

[Makie darts a faint smile of thanks at Saori for opening the door, and heads on through. She takes a moment to soak it in-- much of it decorated in styles so unfamiliar, but when she sees the lower tables that she's more accustomed to, she relaxes slightly.]

I'm glad to see a place I recognise. [Still following, she folds gracefully down onto a cushion, shamisen still cradled in her arms.]

[Saori took a seat across from the younger woman, significantly younger by her estimation, and folded her hands in her lap.]

As was I when I arrived. It's comforting, in a way, to have places like this. A proper style, instead of the Western one. Though, most of the population here are Westerners. [Or more outlandish sorts, she muses as a waiter comes up. Saori orders a simple green tea for herself, and after takes Makie's order, she looks down at the shamisen]

Are you a musician, then? Or is shamisen a hobby?

[Makie will follow suit, having a green tea. At Saori's question, she glances down at the instrument herself.] Would that I were good enough to be worthy of being called such. A hobby is closer to the mark, I suppose. I learned it from my mother.

[That draws a wider smile from Saori]

I am the same. I learned from my mother. I must confess, I've met no-one else here who can play since I arrived. It truly brightens my day to see another.

[She's made efforts to teach, to be sure. But Adele, Obi-Wan, and Derek just...do not have a grasp of the music.]

[Makie's smile is warm, the brightest one so far.]

You have an instrument here? Perhaps we could play together one day.

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I do.

[Saori brightens even further]

I have that, a koto, and my shakuhachi as well. I'd love to play with you, and perhaps we can share a few songs.

It would be my honour. [If nothing else, being able to share music on familiar ground feels steadying, in this chaotic place.]

May I ask how long you've been here?

Wonderful!

[She pauses, tapping her chin]

It's been almost a year, but not quite.

So long...? [She doesn't sound particular dismayed, though. In truth, Makie is still too rattled to decide whether that's a bad thing or a relief.] But I am told that no time passed at home while we were here. Is that so?

That is so. To my knowledge. Some of my friends have left and returned, and had no recollection of this place.

[She shrugs, not really concerned with that.] It really isn't so bad here, once you make some friends. Things become more tolerable.

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People here do seem very friendly. Everyone has tried to help me on my way into the village. [It's not a climate she's used to. It's also one she suspects it would be wise not to get used to.] But of course, there is so much here to learn.

Well, allow me to offer you something more friendly. I've several spare rooms in my house. Why don't you stay with me until you've gotten your feet under you more firmly. [A few spare rooms is a bit of an understatement. Thanks to a mission point request on her part and Helios' House 44 is now a four story castle tower with a great many empty rooms.]

When I first arrived, a friend let me stay with her. It's the least I can do, paying kindness forward. Especially for someone from home.

[The offer takes her by surprise, and for a moment Makie just stares.]

I-- [Torn. It would be more self-sufficient and less needy to take one of those strange apartments on her own, yet Saori is familiar, and friendly, and someone who knows what she's going through.]

Paying kindness forward...

[...she did say it was temporary. Perhaps that's all right.]

I accept. Thank you. I greatly appreciate your offer.

[Saori remembers feeling the same way, and she can completely understand. Valvalis had taken her in, and Neliel had been very, very kind. Of course, when the duo departed, Helios had been equally kind. This was the same sort of situation]

I'm glad. You can stay as long as you like. I just, I know it's hard to comprehend all of this. It took me by surprise as well, and having people around helped me adjust. I hope it will do the same for you.

[She gives a lighthearted little laugh]

What sorts of food do you like? Helios and I do most of the cooking.

I enjoy a great variety of things... although I suppose I've yet to try foreign food. [She rather suspects there's a lot of that here. The tea house seems to serve the kind of thing she's used to, at least. Briefly she considers offering to help wih the cooking, and decides against it; she'll ask later, once she's more used to how things work here.]

Who is Helios? Is he... family?

Well, then I'm sure we'll think of something. Food is no real trouble.

[At the other question, Saori smiles brightly, tapping her chin thoughtfully. How best to phrase the answer. What was her relationship with Helios. Family sounded right.]

Helios is family, yes. He's a very, very good friend of mine. As are the other people staying there. Though, Sabriel and Lirael keep to themselves. I'm sure you'll like them, they're all even friendlier than I am.

[Except Adele...really, but she was moving out it seemed.]

[All distinctly not Japanese names. It doesn't trouble her, though it does make her curious.] There are the four of you, then? Are you all from the same place?

[Saori shakes her head, smiling ruefully]

There are four besides me, yes. Five for the moment, but one is leaving soon. She's decided to go live on the shore for a time. [No need to mention why, the grief over losing Obi-Wan was clearly getting to Adele] As for home. No, none of us are. Sabriel and Lirael are from the same world, though Adele and Helios and I are from different versions of the same world. [She pauses] Our world, Earth. Though they are all from lands outside Japan, and from a time after Sakoku ended.

[Really? That's ...quite impressive. Sakoku had been in place for well over a century, by Makie's knowledge. But there's a new concept Saori just brought up, and she frowns a bit in confusion.]

Different versions of our world?

Yes. I gather you understand this world is a sort of...nexus of worlds? A meetingplace?

[She smiles and takes out her sketchpad, doodling a bit, starting with a line.]

I believe the idea is that every decision changes the world. So for every possibility...things change. Different versions. [She draws a fork in the line] Like this. If you went left down the fork, different things would happen than if you went right. These other worlds are sort of like that. Maybe one or two things are different, maybe many. Perhaps in one world, a battle was won by the other side, or Sakoku never happened, or many other possibilities.

Do you understand the idea?

I do. [Though it's fascinating and a little daunting to think about. Endless possibilities. She wonders how life may have gone in so many different worlds.] So there's also the possibility that you and I aren't... quite from the same place.

[But close enough. They clearly share the same history, at least.]

Most likely not exactly the same, no. But close. [She pauses, a questioning look on her face]

Does the name Daughter of Wind and Rain mean anything to you?

I'm afraid not. [Though she had assumed it was a title of much reverence, but she doesn't say as much.]

[Saori nods slowly, still smiling. Another world where she didn't exist in the same capacity. How odd. But, then, Makie did deserve an explanation before anything weird happened at home. As she'd seen with Spencer, holding that back had made it more difficult for a friendship to grow.]

Well, as I do not know your world, I suppose it's best to tell you as plainly as I can so as to avoid surprising you later. That title is mine. I am a Myojin. One of the greater kami, and charged with maintaining the weather of Kyushu.

I...hope that does not put you off.

[Makie's eyes widen.

You're a god.

Daughter of Wind and Rain--

At the very least, claiming to be a god--

--it's so hard to tell in this place. She doesn't know what to think-- it's such a surreal concept, the idea of sitting down and sipping tea with a powerful kami spirit and making plans to live together. If she were another woman, perhaps she'd have laughed. As it is, Makis averts her eyes before her stare becomes downright rude, still visibly working through the knowledge and trying to slot it into all the rest of the news today in a way that makes it make sense.

She's failing. Like so many other things today, Makie sidelines it for further thought later before she becomes overwhelmed.

A Myojin? Really?]

I...

...it won't put me off. [She sounds a little distracted, but eventually raises her eyes to meet Saori's gaze directly.] I may take some time getting used to the idea.

[Saori remains silent while Makie processes the information. Unlike most others, she seems to be taking it better and with less incredulity than so many newcomers. That was nice, a refreshing change from the likes of many people she's met here. Makie doesn't seem insulted, she doesn't seem to want proof, and she just seems to take it in stride with all the other odd things that've happened to her today.

The goddess does know it's a lot to take in, she can't fault the woman for that.]

Of course, that's normal. I know it's a lot to absorb and accept, but it's the truth. Don't worry about it though, I prefer being treated like anyone else. But if something happens, it's better you know now rather than be surprised in a dangerous situation.

[Really, before this she could have said she'd rarely be surprised by a dangerous situation. Luceti is making her rethink everything.]

Thank you for the warning.

Is Luceti... prone to such situations?

Yes...and no.

[Saori's smile is slightly bitter, but honest]

Every so often our...keepers...conscript us to fight in a war for them. And sometimes things happen that are dangerous, experiments that you may have heard about, and evil residents lashing out.

[War... She's heard about the experiments, and Makie has known many twisted men, so the idea of residents being troublesome isn't surprising. In fact, she's more surprised everyone she's met has been so pleasant.

Which makes that news sit all the more uncomfortably.]

Everyone? Even the children?

At times, yes. A young boy in my charge has been on two separate drafts.

[She fidgets herself, clearly not liking this any more than her new friend.]

The Malnosso don't seem to care one way or another how...wrong it is. But children are the ones most carefully watched by allies, though that's a small comfort I suppose.

...I see. That's unfortunate. [Not as idyllic as it looks, by far.]

How many children are in this village? I've met some girls in their late teens, but no one younger.

A handful, no more than ten or twelve. The majority of the village is in their late teens or early twenties, though there are a fair number of immortal beings as well.

[Immortal beings. This place is going to take some getting used to.]

...

...are they alone? Do their families come with them?

Most of them come like you and I. Alone.

[She gives a small, bitter smile.]

Sometimes friends show up. Sometimes not. Is...there someone special you hope to have come?

[Everyone has one...]

[Makie's smile turns wistful and her gaze drops to the tabletop. She's not sure how to answer that question-- Anotsu is special, but their last meeting wasn't...really a meeting at all. A letter left and a swift goodbye...

Still. Her feelings haven't changed, regardless of her choices in life.]

There is. But I think I would rather... he never came here. This would be far more of a prison to a man of his ambition than it is to a woman like me.

[The admission draws a gentle smile from Saori. She can understand that. The idea of Yuuna coming here, selfish as it was, she would not mind. But her uncle? For Bishamonten to arrive in Luceti would be a nightmare for him even if he would make life that much more bearable.]

You are a very...selfless woman, Makie. Even I sometimes pine for my friends, despite knowing how much of a cage this can be.

I...

[Well, it's easy enough. I have no friends. Briefly she thinks of Omatsu... even Rin, but Rin is just as deserving of her ambitions as Anotsu is. Her mother is dead. It's...not something that matters, is it?]

I think I will miss him. And I would certainly be happy to see him again, but he wouldn't take well to this place at all. I don't want to see him caged.

That is fair, and very good of you.

[She...is still not sure she could say the same]

[Makie decides it might be better for both of them if she changes the subject.]

So how do you spend the hours here? If you don't mind my asking.

I don't mind.

[She's grateful for that, Makie.]

I play music, train at martial arts with friends, cook, and generally try to help people where I can. Sometimes I just explore, and I read a lot. And I teach shamisen to some friends as well.

What do you do, in your spare time?

[...should have known that question was going to bounce back.]

Up until recently, I didn't really have much. I was very busy... working.

But I do enjoy playing the shamisen. And walking. And...

[She trails off.]

And...what?

[She sounds slightly concerned, hoping things are alright]

...

...I was just trying to think of other things. I must seem rather dull.

[But really, she was tossing up whether to tell Saori the truth about her shamisen. Some things are too much on the first meeting. Maybe another time. She makes a silent apology.]

No, not dull.

[Still shaking her head, she waves a finger to show she doesn't mind.]

Busy, perhaps. But aren't most people?

[Those without an eternity, anyway]

True. Many of the working class often have little time to call their own.

I shall have to think of ways to keep myself busy.

Well, I'm sure we'll find something to occupy your time.

[Saori's smile is bright and warm, and hopefully steadying.]

Shall I show you to your new home, then?

[Makie's answering smile is genuine, far more comfortable with the woman over the course of their chat now. A place to retire to after all this walking--] Please. I'd like that very much.

[Somewhere between Welcome Center and the tea shop, Katara pauses as she sees Makie walking around with that good old New Feather look on her face.]

Hello.

[Gosh, you'd think all New Feathers walked around looking dazed and confused. :|a Makie blinks uncertainly for a moment at Katara, but she can register the warmth there. It's like the boy inside said. Friendly people everywhere. She inclines her head, arms now full of shamisen and one folded note held between her fingers.]

Hello.

My name's Katara. What's yours?

[Pretty name. Makie smiles.]

Makie Otono-Tachibana. It's nice to meet you.

[Katara smiles back, noticing the other woman's burden.]

It's nice to meet you too. Are you new here?

Very. I arrived just this morning. Oh, but... I've had the town explained to me.

Good, I'm glad. Then you know all about how to find a place to stay? And they explained about electricity and everything?

Ah... they did suggest the Welcome Centre. [But she frowns at that last part.] Elec...tricity? No. [What a difficult word.]

[Katara gives a small smile.] A lot of people forget about that, because it's natural to a lot of worlds. It scared me when it first showed up in Luceti, but really it's just a tool like anything else. Electricity is a source of power. It can help run all kinds of things that help around the house, including light and heat that doesn't need fire.

Interesting. [She can't really comprehend such a thing, though it sounds incredibly convenient.] What does it look like?

Oh. Well. We don't really see it because it's like... lighting trapped in metal wires built into the walls of the houses. But we turn it on and off using switches. I know, it sounds really dangerous, but as long as I've been here the only time it's caused anyone any problems is if they stick something metal in what conducts the electricity.

[The visual is at least...descriptive in a way she can understand. She's had no close calls with lighting, really; odd to think of it in the walls of a house. But still.]

I'll make sure not to do that, then. Thank you for the warning.

No problem. You should have seen me when it first came - there was so much to learn. But the people here were really helpful.

So I've seen. I suppose it's a good attitude to have when so many are... caught in the same... prison together. [She's not so sure 'prison' is the right word, but in absence of anything else to call it...] How long have you been here?

[A shadow briefly crosses Katara's face.]

I've been here for three years. But don't let that bother you too much! There aren't many people in Luceti who have been here as long as I have. Usually people are only here for about a year or so, at the most.

[That's a very long time. Even a year is a while-- she was travelling for a reason. But if it's only a year, then surely it can wait. She's kept him waiting long enough as it is. And--]

Time... doesn't pass at home. Is that right?

[Katara nods, a look of set reassurance on her face.]

That's right. I've known lots of people who have gone home and come back, and time stands still for them completely.

Then I suppose I can look at this as an unexpected detour. [She smiles faintly.] It's certainly quite friendly. Although I understand the Malnosso are...less so.

No. They're not particularly friendly. But it's more than that - we're just a means to an end to them. They just honestly don't care about us. They care about their war and their experiments. We're a means to an end.

...war...?

[It's been so long since Japan has seen any real skirmishes. Makie blinks, then narrows her eyes, looking thoughtful.] Against each other?

[Katara nods.]

Basically. It's a little complicated, and no one out there is interested in telling us the full story, so I can only tell you what I've guessed and what I've experienced.

Please, if you wouldn't mind. What do you mean, using us to their own ends? Are we...hostages?

Not... exactly. [She took a breath.] A lot of the Malnosso have been here for a really long time. Hundreds and hundreds of years. But the longest anyone has been here in Luceti has been for about five years. And people come and go here very quickly. What the Malnosso claim is that our... loose attachment to this world makes us ideal to experiment on in order to figure out the right kind of 'Shift' that could send everyone home. And when they're not experimenting on us, they often draft us to fight in their wars.

[Makie gives a slow blink. She understands that well enough.]

All of us? Including those who can't fight?

They can't make you fight once you go out there. But there isn't really any area that's... safe. Those of us who can fight usually set up a place where the people who are drafted can stay and be protected, while they work on things like setting up camp and other important parts of the draft. But... no. The Malnosso don't care if people can fight or not. They send out anyone who can leave the barrier safely, even children.

...

[That's terrible. Not only that, it's poor strategy. Unless the non-combatants are there to function as bait.]

How many casualties?

Well... death doesn't exactly work the same way here. Usually, though, the civilian casualties are very small. We do what we can.

Death is death. Even if we are resurrected...

{What happens in between?

She supposes it doesn't matter.]

I'll endeavour to do the same, if one of these drafts occurs and I'm still here. If there are children...

[She gives the other woman a smile.]

Thanks, Makie. It's a horrible thought to think that they would be out there without anyone watching over them, but fortunately most of the people in Luceti wouldn't let that happen.

Yes. This village is a very friendly one. [She's still not sure what she thinks about that. Not that it's bad, just ... disconcerting.]

...may I ask what you do, Katara?

What I do? I guess... I do a little bit of a lot of things. I spend a lot of time working in the Med Lab now, although I used to go to school here.

Med lab...? [It's an unfamiliar term, by the slow way she says it.]

It's like a clinic, but there's a lot of special medical equipment from different worlds there.

Oh, I see. [That's something she hadn't considered before.] I suppose there must be all kinds of beliefs about medicine that clash in such a place.

Different beliefs about medicine? I suppose so, but... really, we all try to learn from each other.

How many doctors are there?

In the whole village? All in all, I guess there's about [she thinks for a moment] fifteen of us? We all take different shifts at the two clinics. There's one in town and there's one in the Battle Dome.

That's a large amount for such a small area. [She's quite surprised. But then--] Of course... I suppose it's not exactly as if this village has come about naturally.

[When the woman finally makes her way to the tea shop, she'll be greeted by a cheerful blond carrying a tray of dishes back towards the kitchen. She doesn't seem familiar to him, but hey, new customers are always good!]

Hello there! Welcome to Celsius Tear. Would you like to sit down at a table?

[That's the strangest teahouse name she's ever heard, gosh.]

...yes, please. [She sees there are at least some tables with a seating arrangement she recognises. Familiarity is kind of welcome, right about now. AND BECAUSE SHE'S HAVING TROUBLE WITH THIS CONCEPT, Makie asks again:] Is there a cost?

[Emil shakes his head with a smile.]

Not at all! Everything here is free, so you don't need to worry about that.

[He turns to start leading her towards a table; then, thinking better of it, turns back to her to double-check.]

Which kind of table would you like?

One of these, if it would be all right. [She indicates the Japanese-style seating. She's not entirely comfortable with the idea that everything's free, but pragmatically some things come first.] And green tea, please. Do you have... [Searching for something reasonably common.] ...rice cakes? Some other kind of food?

Sure, that's just fine.

[He'll just lead the way over to one of them and place a menu on the table for her to look over if she'd like.]

We can do rice cakes-- we pretty much only have traditional food here, but given your outfit, something tells me that won't be a problem.

I'm Emil, by the way... what's your name?

[Traditional, huh. If he recognises what she's wearing, though... Makie feels a small curl of relief.]

I am Makie Otono-Tachibana. [She bows slightly.] Two rice cakes and some green tea, then. Thank you.

[Little does she know that when he says "traditional," what he actually means is "traditional for Mizuho." But hey, it should be similar enough to make her feel more at home, at least.]

It's nice to meet you, Makie. I'll be right out with those in just a few minutes.

[And off he goes to the kitchen!]

[It's close enough!

She nods as he leaves, and then takes a seat with some relief on a cushion, still cradling her shamisen, and takes a moment to glance over the tea house. Not quite what she's used to, but...yes. Close enough.]

[Emil returns several minutes later bearing a tray with a small pot of green tea, a cup, and a plate with her requested rice crackers, which he sets down on the table in front of her and then takes the teapot to pour her some of the tea.]

So are you new here? I don't think I've seen you around town before.

I arrived just this morning. [It's amazing how many people have asked her this. Luceti seems so friendly. Makie smiles at him.] I've heard a lot about the village, though.

[And Emil smiles back, because these days it's rare that he ISN'T smiling.]

That's good. That means I don't have to try to explain things to you. I've been here for nearly five years and I'm still not very good at explaining this place and not ending up making things even more confusing in the process.

Five years...?

People really stay here that long?

[That's...a very long time. Maybe too long, even with all her patience.]

Not most of the time! I mean, there are a few people who have been here as long as I have, but most people end up being sent back home a lot sooner than that.

[A little more reassuring. She shifts focus] Still, that's a very long time. Do you miss home?

Sometimes I do. I miss my friends more than I miss my home itself. I... didn't exactly like where I lived that much.

[...]

Homes can be... difficult, sometimes.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up any awkward memories.

[Emil immediately shakes his head with a soft little smile.]

No, it's okay. Even if I didn't like my town, I got to travel to all sorts of great places there. I'm glad I got the chance to do that.

I suppose that's a good way of looking at it. [Though her answering smile is warm. It's a good attitude, though she still feels a little bad.] So has the tea shop been here all this time?

[He brightens up instantly at the subject change.]

Actually, it's only about two years old. The whole thing was Sheena's idea-- I guess they have places like this in Mizuho. That's the village she comes from.

Mizuho? [Almost sounds like it comes from Japan. She should find out, later. ~~In another thread.~~] It's the most familiar thing I've seen here. Well... [Her eyes drift to the less traditional side of the teahouse.] ...a little.

So... you aren't from Aselia, then?

[You know, just checking to be sure.]

[She shakes her head.] I'm from Japan.

Well... one of them. [Unsure.]

Oh, then you're from Earth.

[See, he knows things!]

I've read a lot about it in books, although I guess they're all kind of different, huh?

So I've been told... [She smiles wanly.] The Japanese that I've met so far have barely been recognisable.

Now that you mention it, there do seem to be a lot of people here from different versions of Earth. I wonder why that is? I haven't met anyone here from a different version of my world yet.

Aselia, is it...?

That's right. Have you heard of it before?

No, I'm afraid not. But... perhaps Aselia is a special place, for some reason.

Actually, now that I think of it, I think Earth is the only world I've heard of that has so many different versions. I can't think of any other world like that here.

That's rather strange. [It's far above and beyond Makie's thinking.] Are people sure that they're different?

Yeah. People talk about different things that happened in their Earth's history. One person will say one thing happened, and someone else will say something completely different.

So things could have happened entirely different in history, in these different... earths.

That's right. It's like... what's the word they used? Oh yeah, alternate universes.

Hmm. I wonder if that means there's alternate versions of me or my family.

Actually, I've talked about that with someone before-- about what if there really are alternate versions of ourselves out there. I think I'd kind of like to meet them, just to see what's different.

It might be interesting. How would you feel if you were better off in another world?

[Now Emil looks a bit... taken aback, almost.]

... I don't know. Jealous, I guess. But I think I'd be happy for that me too.

I think I would be the same. It'd be... sort of comforting, I think.

Comforting?

Ah... to know I could be that... successful, I suppose. In a different place. [Or happy. But as she doesn't want to make him feel uncomfortable, successful is a lighter word to use.]

When you put it that way... it does sound like it would be comforting. You know, just knowing that the other you that's out there is doing okay.

That's right. [Her smile turns amused.] Then perhaps you could ask them what they had done differently.

So that you could try doing the same thing when you got back to your own world?

That's right. If it were possible. It might be interesting to try.

... but you don't think it is possible.

Oh... well. It might be. I'm just not much of an optimist, I suppose.

[And Emil smiles, understanding.]

I know the feeling... I used to be the same way myself before I arrived here. Maybe things will change for you too.

[Makie smiles back after a moment, more warmly.]

Maybe. It's a very different place.

Yeah. But that's what makes it so great.

[Well, as she peruses the item store, she may find this cartoonish looking equine carrying a surfboard with her two front legs. Also hovering.

When Dash spots Makie, she can't help but snort. She knows that confused look anywhere.]

I was starting to wonder when the newbies would start popping up.

[Makie glances up at the voice.

And stares

And then stares some more

....possibly her brain just shorted out. DEAR GOD WHAT IS SHE LOOKING AT]

[You know what? Rainbow Dash is so used to it at this point that, rather than complain, she's gonna do something else. Something fun...

Like grinning and hovering real close before...]

Boo.

[That should do the trick.]

[Makie flinches back immediately, hand raised to ward off the ... whatever it is.]

What are you?

I'm a horrible, mutant zombieee and I'm going to eat your braaaain...

[She does a mock evil laugh before bursting into more genuine laughter.]

Chill! I'm just a pegasus pony. Awesome, but generally harmless.

[WHAT IS A PEGASUS for that matter what is a zombie :|a This confusion is probably better than the outright terror mind you, but all in all Makie rationalises it in her mind to 'a pegasus is a kind of pony', just...not one from her world. Which hey, is close enough.

Doesn't quite stop her looking like she's trying to merge with the wall, though. Give her a minute.]

...I've never known a pony who could fly.

[It seemed like a reasonably harmless thing to say.]

You wouldn't be the first to say that.

[She shrugs.]

But trust me when I say that pegasi are a dime a dozen where I'm from, just like any other pony. It's just one of those things that makes my world unique, I guess.

[Okay, her heart rate has slowed back to acceptable levels. And really, you seem harmless. :|a Nevertheless, uneasiness and curiosity are kind of mingling here.]

It's certainly quite unique-- everyone else I've met here is human. [...she thinks.] Is everyone from your world a pony?

Not everyone, but the majority? Pretty much. 'Course, you've got your Griffins, dragons, and zebras hanging around, plus a side of buffalo and diamond dogs.

But again, they're pretty much a minority, especially around Ponyville.

[Because, well, it's called Ponyville for a reason.]

[The only thing she recognises there is dragons, and though they're mythical at home, at the point Makie finds herself talking to a floating pony she's really not going to question it.]

You sound like you come from a fascinating place. Or rather... well, I suppose it's just home to you.

Yeah, most of it is second nature, but we still get hit with curve balls every now and then.

[But then, everybody probably finds their homes pretty routine on some level.]

'Course, I'm guessing your world's more like most of the others' here with hue-mans being the only ones that talk. You got any magic or anything?

No magic that I know of. We have many legends, of course-- I've heard of dragons before, but nobody has ever seen one.

...I'm Makie Otono-Tachibana.

[She just introduced herself to a pony. Well. That's...not something she could ever see herself doing before this.]

[ Well, Makie, you can enjoy your arrival at Luceti and think it's totally not threatening because there is some girl singing stereotypical teenage songs about crushes while... washing a bunch of weapons. Maybe she should stop washing things whenever new feathers arrive, but it's her thing and she'll continue to scrub the hell out of these.

Enjoy swords, knives, metal fans, staffs, flails, (if you can think of it, it's probably in this kitchen) in boxes that are overflowing with suds. It's a wonder she hasn't cut herself yet. However, she does seem rather comfortable in this environment so this might be a good place to get some well deserved answers! ]

[Makie makes her way down through this strange building floor by floor. The kitchens she's passed thus far have been empty (but huge!), so the fact that she can hear singing from this next one means she almost misses Tenten; the kitchen is occupied, she shouldn't intrude, just keep going until she's out of this weird place and investigate Luceti for herself...

...well, she would have passed. If she hadn't passed right at the moment Tenten lifts a flail from one of those boxes, and recognition stops her in her tracks, turning to get a closer look.

It's a girl. Washing weapons. Which...isn't unheard of; daughters and sisters are often sent on the errand to polish the family's weapons. But it still feels so out of place that she can't help but stare. Not to mention take inventory. Wow. That's...more weapons than Manji ever had. Pretty impressive.

She doesn't say anything, but she is kind of standing in the doorway watching with avid curiosity, still in her New Feather dress.]

[ Tenten's done with the huge amount of scrubbing. She places the flail to the side and turns to get another weapon when something catches her eye from its corner.

She turns, and, sure enough, it's someone dressed in the classic New Feather attire. She isn't sure what to say about this, but it did happen before with a castmate. Either way, her appearance indicates to Tenten that she's either new, or she really likes basic cotton (?). Her more fashion forward thoughts pace towards the former, but, you know, she doesn't look like she'd be concerned with appearances. Tenten turns off the faucet without looking back before beginning. ]

Hello? Do you need any help?

[Makie shakes her head a little.] Ah... no. I was just passing by. I've...just arrived.

[Well, she's yet to realise that would be utterly obvious. Makie smiles.]

You have a lot of blades here. It took me by surprise.

So you're new here? [ She isn't sure if she should explain where she is or not, but she figures it would be helpful. ] You're in Luceti. Various people from different worlds, like myself, are kidnapped and placed in this enclosure. We're essentially glorified lab rats. Sometimes we all have to deal with a massive change that's either good, like a sudden carnival or bad, like the moon crashing into the world and killing us all. [ Whatever. She'll explain that later. ] Some of us are also kidnapped for individual testing, the likes of which I haven't experienced yet.

[ She figures that's enough info to satisfy Makie or give her things to think up. Either way is fine. She cracks a smile at the mention of the blades. ]

I'm a Weapon's specialist back home. Most of this is my own collection from home, but, I'll admit, I sometimes horde items from the weapon's shop too whenever they're available. [ Not her problem. ] I make sure to polish them everyday, but, after I rotate through them in training, I also wash them.

[Whoa, holy wall of information. *_* Some of this is familiar and some makes no sense, and... some of it is seriously WTF. The moon?

She finds her voice after a moment. Maybe that was some kind of joke. Yes. She fixates on the more familiar thing, becuase that's genuinely intriguing.] You know how to use all of these? [She has her fair share of knowledge, but Makie is an anomaly at home. Another woman that fights...?] That's quite impressive.

[ She notices Makie's lack of response to Tenten's statements. Well, I guess she satisfied her curiosity. Still, the lack of any type of reaction worries her. Maybe the reaction just sneaks up on her. If that's the case, she'll wait for a while. ]

Yep! I've mastered pretty much all of these. I mean, I'm better with some weapons more than others. For example, I doubt Luceti has a better marksperson with how accurate I am with projectiles, but I'm also able to fight very well with a sword and staff and the like. [ Tenten would love to hear how Makie is The Only One, but that's because she believes more women should be out there fighting. ]

That's quite impressive. You practice these things openly at home?

[It's not so much she's the only one-- samurai wives are often trained in defense of their home and children, after all. The basics. One weapon. To meet someone with such a knowledge base is definitely an eye opener. Especially how openly proud Tenten seems to be.]

Yep! I'm known as Konoha's very own weapon's master! I have the largest and greatest arsenal in the Hidden Leaf.

[ She's glad she can breathe life in Makie's perceptions, after she learns about how women warriors aren't remotely common in her place. Tenten's very big on proving a woman's worth. ]

[...she even has a reputation. That she speaks of with pride.

That aches, on some level.]

...

Are there many like you from Konoha?

What do you mean? There's many ninjas in Konoha, yes. But ninjas are a worldly thing where I'm from. [ And, her reputation isn't really anything but her own ego and the fact that no one picks up weapons when you can have fire balls out of your mouth. ]

[Ah. Ninja. That makes more sense to her; women can be shinobi, certainly. They're just...usually not open about it. Makie smiles a little.]

There are not many female fighters amongst the samurai caste.

Hmm... we have samurai's where I'm from, but the country is relatively unknown and ignored by shinobi villages. On the other hand, I don't think I've ever seen a female samurai before... [ She frowns. ] That's kinda messed up.

The wives and daughters don't tend to venture far from home unless in the company of their husband. [It's been a very long time since she's lived that life. Makie is glancing over the weapons, cataloguing the different kinds herself.] They are trained in defence; often the naginata. But they do not ride to battle.

[Not that...there's much cause for battle anymore.]

I hate that type of bullshit! A woman shouldn't be subservient to a man just because she's a woman. She's not weaker and she can be just as powerfulf as a man. [ Tenten takes a breath out after that outburst. ] At least they're trained in defense, some places don't even grant that luxury. [ She'd apologize for this but she's actually quite fired up. ]

[Makie isn't sure whether she should be shocked or... wistful that such a place exists. It's nice to see a woman like Tenten, that's for sure.]

Women have strength in their own ways. [...] At home. [She doesn't mean to imply they shouldn't be able to fight.] My father let me learn swordplay as a child, but the heir to the dojo is the eldest son. I had other duties expected of me.

...I didn't mind.

[She won't speak poorly of them. How she feels about it, on the other hand, is much more complicated.]

Many women are fighters from your world, then.

A woman shouldn't be obligated to keep up the household. She should be free enough to learn and make her own decisions. [ She sighs. ] Was the son older than you?

Yeah. Two of the village leaders are women, and they're incredibly powerful.

[...]

He was. Five years older.

Your village sounds like a place it might be nice to visit.

I guess that makes sense. First come, first serve, after all. Hopefully you two remain close and there's no hard feelings between you two. [ yay. ]

Well, our village is ruled by Lady Tsunade. They say no one can stand shoulder to shoulder to her in combat, and that she's truly the strongest villager in the Leaf! They say a single hit from her kills, she doesn't even need ninjutsu to attack. I think the Leaf is the best out of all the villages. [ bias? what bias? ]

[...

Makie's gaze slides away to the floor.] 'Remaining close'... wasn't possible.

I'm glad you have such a strong leader.

[ Tenten's brow furrows in a mixture of confusion and pity. ]

Why not? Is there some family conflict?

He...

...my brother passed away, many years ago. I was still a child.

[The most neutral way she can put it.]

So...? Did you inherit the dojo then? [ uh huh... ninja are kinda desensitized to death so Tenten's kinda honey badgering it out. Let's focus on WOMEN IN POWER! ]

[Hahhh... well, delicacy doesn't seem to be required. After a moment, Makie's eyes settle back on the rows of weapons again, her voice soft and flat.]

No.

My brother committed seppuku to preserve his honour. I, as the cause of his shame, was cast out.

[ What does Tenten even say to something like this? Well, whatever direction she goes in, it's not going to be one that's not awkward. ]

Family members make each other shameful? What type of weird place are you living in? [ Well, she went with the most awkward direction, obviously. ]

[To her, it's perfectly normal. And yet Makie's eyes narrow at that, because she's never once forgiven her father for casting her mother out.

This isn't a subject she should go into. Wouldn't have, if she weren't so thrown by facing a woman so comfortable surrounded by so many weapons. Who asked these questions.

...she hesitates. But.]

...I was born into a family that is renowned for producing skilled swordsmen for generations. The samurai bloodline is something my father, and his line before him, took pride in. Unbroken in so long... my brother was meant to shoulder that honour and prestige and take on the dojo, continuing on the proud traditions of our name.

Samurai women... don't fight. Though they might play at it as a child. I... even my play-fighting, when my brother drunkenly challenged me in front of his friends as a joke... I could not be beaten.

For the heir to a proud samurai bloodline, the heir to the dojo, not to even be able to beat his own sister... is a terrible disgrace to the family name.

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Wait, so let me get this straight. You were punished because you're a stronger samurai than him? And you didn't get jack shit from your family? That's bull. You should've rightfully inherit the dojo and everything else if he died. It's not your fault you're stronger than him and you shouldn't have to be punished for that. What else were you supposed to do? Lose on purpose? [ Tenten's actually pretty incensed by this treatment. It's just wrong, from every angle ever. Except for the part where the brother died because she ain't got time for that. ]

[Makie really doesn't know what to say. She knows telling Tenten that she's wrong, that that's just the way things are, that a woman's place is not as a warrior-- these things will not be understood. Why should they? The other girl clearly comes from a place where such things are widely accepted and encouraged.

...which makes her a little sad, no two ways about it. If things had been different at home...

...she doesn't fault society for shaming her. But what happened to her mother was something she was more than willing to hold a grudge for. And Manji is right; there's a reason she never gave up the sword, despite her feelings. And...

...]

Women are...

Women are valuable in their own way. Strong. Some things are just...

[She trails off. Then continues quietly.] Not everybody believes the same thing as the samurai caste.

[ Tenten remains tactless at Makie's struggles and thoughts. A woman can be a strong warrior no matter what and no one should get in the way of that. ]

Yeah, women are strong in every way, not just their own way. Just like how men are strong in everyw way. The Samurai caste seems to be filled with a bunch of idiots, if you ask me.

[That gets a ghost of a smile.]

That seems to be a common viewpoint with the people I talk to.

I'm glad! There are some people who still think that killing people and fighting is a man's job, but if that happens, I'll be sure to call you so we can go teach him something. In the mean time, [ Tenten tosses Makie a sword. It lands itself right into the wall next to her. You know, she wouldn't want to toss a sword at an actual person. ] I believe that's yours now.

[Er.

That was unexpected.]

[But. After a moment she reaches up to pluck the sword down carefully.]

I...have my own, actually.

Already?! How fast do you work here?! [ seriously she's brand new to luceti!! tenten's so jealous of her ability to just find a sword! ]

Oh... well, I meant there should be one here, with my belongings, wherever they ... [She looks uncertain.] That is right, isn't it? The gentleman upstairs told me I could find my things in town.

Pretty much, yes. But, there might be a chance that your weapon hasn't actually arrived. You'll find it in the Smithy if it has. It took me three days of living here before I finally found one of my scrolls. Just take it anyways, in case Luceti hasn't given you back your stuff yet.

...

[Not quite sure what to do with a gift of a sword from another woman. Life doesn't prepare you for this kind of weirdness. :|a

After a moment, though, she just smiles.]

All right. I'll do that... thank you.

No problem. Good luck, Makie. Lemme know if you need anything.

[ At the sound of the smithy door, Hiccup hobbles his way up front. Did Sokka really have to go on a mission during New Feather season? Sheesh.

Even still, he manages a friendly smile for the woman he can only assume is a New Feather. ]

Uh, hey. Welcome to Slash 'n' Crash. Are you looking for something?

[Makie smiles at him a little nervously, shamisen clutched in her arms, and gives a small bow.]

I am. I'm told this is where I might find weapons that come to Luceti. Is that so?

[This place is bizarre and strange, and she's already run into another woman who owned a plethora of weapons. Her request is just an ordinary one, she hopes.]

[ He nods, not thinking anything of it. ]

It is. What are you looking for?

[She's encouraged by that straightforward attitude. So after a moment's hesitation, Makie rests the shamisen gently on the counter.]

It's a double bladed chain staff, split into three sections. About eight shaku in length.

[ He isn't sure what a shaku is, but they don't exactly have many double-bladed chain staffs in stock. He waves her over towards the shelves of New Feather weapons, one crutch under his left arm. She might notice his metal left leg as he makes his way around the counter. ]

Here's where we keep our new arrivals. Anything look familiar?

[She does notice. There's a small twinge of sympathy at the sight, but Makie keeps her opinions to herself. Commenting on such an affliction is just plain rude.

She follows him to the rack he points out, scanning it before breaking into a soft smile of relief, pointing to the weapon in question. Haru-no-okina.]

That one. May I take it down?

[More so he doesn't have to. It's an unwieldy weapon for a boy on a crutch.]

[ He nods, grinning apologetically. Really, he's more relieved that he doesn't have to get it down himself. ]

Yeah, of course. That's...quite the weapon.

It's been with me a long time, now. [There's no point trying to hide what she is given the circumstances. Especially given what she'll need to do before she leaves the forge. Better one boy than the entirety of this strange village. She lifts the weapon from the rack with care.] May I use your counter for a moment?

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[ He looks at her curiously. ]

Oh, yeah, sure, go ahead. [ Watching intently to see what she does. ]

[Horribly nefarious things! ...or not. Makie bows her head in thanks, and then folds the weapon in on itself in a zigzag, before putting it down on the counter and delicately removing the top casing of her shamisen. Then she places the weapon inside for perfect concealment.

Kind of like this.]

[ Ah. Well, that was convenient, wasn't it? ]

Travel size. Nice.

[Makie smiles briefly at him, before fixing the top casing in place and curling her arms back around the shamisen.] There are less questions.

Is there a fee? I understand there is no money, but...

[ He shakes his head. ] Nope, not at all. It's yours, and if you ever need any other weapons commissioned, just talk to me.

[ Nnnnnnot Sokka. ]

[Oh, well that's good to know. Makie's look turns more appraising.]

I'll do that. What's your name?

It's Hiccup. Hiccup Haddock. And yours?

[Oh, she's way too polite to comment on that, but her eyebrows do lift. Hiccup? His parents named him Hiccup?]

Makie Otono-Tachibana. [And because she's run into a few people who can't pronounce that:] Just Makie will be fine.

Makie? Alright. It's nice to meet you. And, uh, welcome to Luceti.

[ It's only friendly to say, right? ]

Thank you, Hiccup.

[She smiles at him more warmly, before exiting the smithy.]

Are they kidding? What blend is this supposed to be?! [Siuan wearing a very prim and probably out-dated looking blue dress and shawl stomps a clog impatiently as she peers at various tea blends.] Who adds honey and dries it to blends? Tsk! I've never --

[She cuts off as she realizes she's throwing a public tantrum and there's a person right there looking confused.] Hello. [Great first impression.]

[Makie wouldn't be able to tell if it was outdated or not. It's all new clothing styles to her. *_* But she's definitely not used to women throwing tantrums in tea shops.

Children, maybe. This woman is no child.]

Hello. [She's courteous, but outbursts tend to make Makie quiet. She is trying to work out what the woman's problem is, though.]

[Right. This was a pickled herring, really. What was the correct course of action? The last time Siuan actually interacted with people like this was twenty years ago. Seriously, she's a bit at a loss.]

[Which is why she holds up the honey blend of tea to the new woman.]

Can you believe this? They put the honey in the tea already, and dried. This is absurd. [She folds her arms and huffs.] Age of Legends, my foot. Why would anyone dry honey?

[You agree with her that's stupid, right? Right?]

Well, I'm not sure. [She smiles faintly.] It's certainly not a practice I'm accustomed to. Perhaps it's common in their culture.

Why?! [Siuan for her part looks disgusted.] Not everyone likes honey in their tea, and by adding it like this you can't decide how much is the right amount! Fishguts!

[NOPE. She's done with the honey tainted tea. And totally looking for something else, okay okay.] It's so hard to find anything in these places... [Not really, but she comes from a time/place where you don't find things, you ask for what you want or you let the shopowners get it for you. None of this actually looking for things. She hasn't decided if that is convenient or terrible yet.]

Perhaps you could try another sort of tea? I'm sure they don't all have honey.

[Herself, well. This place is uncomfortably much easier to deal with than home.]

They better not. [Scowls as if about to set lightning all over the place. She won't really though, her temper's not that bad.]

What kind of tea do you prefer?

I have no strong preference. Green tea...? [She looks at the different brands on display.] Most of these are unfamiliar to me.

Green? [Blink. Blink. Shakes head.] I've never heard of such a thing! How strange. What's it like?

[Searches about for green tea because unlike honey, that sounds fascinating.]

[Er... like... green tea...8|a]

Slightly bitter. But it's light.

[Best she can come up with, yup.]

Bitter but light? That sounds excellent! I'll have to try it!

You don't have to add honey to it, right? [... She really doesn't like honey.]

No. There's no need to add honey.

[Sounds altogether too sweet to her, she can agree on that.]

Excellent. I'm Siuan Sanche. [Siuan fiddles with the blue stole on her shoulders for a bit. She feels like she should add something else. What do normal people do in circumstances like this? Yeah.... she has no clue.]

Are you new here?

[You foreigners and your weird names. Makie bows.]

Makie Otono-Tachibana. I arrived a few hours ago.

Very new. [Uncertainly bows back. Bows? Shouldn't they curtsy? Che. Whatever.]

I've only been here a couple of months... it takes a lot of getting used to. [AKA: she totally isn't used to it yet.]

So I'm beginning to see. And so many clashes between the residents, I'd imagine.

Really? I hadn't noticed any.

[Says the woman who used to live in a pit of vipers and even then had trouble navigating the personality clashes and politics despite being the leader.]

I was thinking in terms of culture. I can't be the only person here who finds this place so very strange.

[After she picks up her instrument, someone else in the shop takes notice and flashes her a smirk.]

That's a nice banjo you got there, babe. I've been known to make a little music myself.

[Hilariously, Jack? You get totally snubbed.

Largely because Makie is still standing there with her hand wrapped around the neck of the shamisen and a look that's carefully blank as she stares a hole through the wall. She's thinking someone stole her weapon, scenarios running through her mind, and as such his words go entirely unheard.

Try again?]

[Well then. That didn't work. Usually his looks are enough to make up for any lame pickup lines.]

Mandolin?

[Makie starts, glancing around to see him finally. Oh.] I'm so sorry. I didn't hear you. [And here's a customary bow, though she's a bit distracted. Mandolin? Is he talking about...?]

You're asking about my instrument? It's a shamisen.

See, that was going to be my third guess. Hey, you must be new.

[She seems a bit distracted, sure, but maybe she's just a bit of an airhead. He can live with that.]

[You've always been such a stellar example of manhood, Jack.]

I just arrived today. I'm still in the process of picking up all my belongings.

My name is Makie Otono-Tachibana.

[Well that name's a mouthful. But hey. Progress!]

It's a pleasure, Makie. But if you're trying to acquaint yourself with the place, I'm just the man to see.

I see. [She's reserved but polite, glancing up to meet his eyes.] And you would be?

Jack Horner. It's a pleasure. [He extends a friendly hand in greeting. If he was Prince Charming, he'd be planning to plant a kiss on her knuckle. But he won't. Because he has class.]

[After a moment of glancing at his hand, Makie ... sort of gives him her hand rather than shaking it. She's aware it's a custom, not so sure on what the correct response is yet, but Alexei took her hand before. It's close enough, right?]

Likewise. [Distractions over shamisen aside, Makie's still automatically polite.] You are...just the man to see?

[Yup. Innocent hand shake. No big deal.]

That I am. That I am. In fact, now that you've got your little guitar here, how about I get you a drink. Nothing like a little- what's it you drink in Japan, sake? Yeah, nothing like a little sake to calm the nerves.

[Sake too, huh? Not that she's much of a drinker, but it's from home...

...maybe.] I should like that.

Tell me, Mr Horner... is this shop the only place a woman's belongings might arrive in?

[Jack considered what she might mean by that. Was the 'woman' in 'woman's belongings' significant? He decided to err on the side of idiot.]

Uh, maybe over there? Is it that time of the month?

[O-oh dear. You kind of remind her of Manji. Makie's lips twitch.]

Not quite. If I owned... if I owned a knife for self-defence, perhaps. Would it arrive here?

Oh. A knife. [He relaxes a little. A knife is no big deal. It means his chances are still good.] You're in the wrong place for that. But rest assured, I know exactly where you need to be.

[So he begins to lead the way.]

[Er. She isn't sure whether to follow him or not... Makie hardly wants to pick up her weapon if an unknown man is with her. (Particularly one she suspects of hitting on her.) But in the end, it's pretty rude to just let him go off when he's trying to help, so after a moment of indecision she catches up to him just as he leaves the store.]

Thank you. You're most kind.

That's what I keep hearing. But hey, enough about how cool I am. How about you? What kind of stuff do you get up to when you're not strumming your banjo?

[Someday he might just remember the name of that instrument. But it will not be this day.]

[Makie has noted this. She won't bother to correct him.]

I work. [She also doesn't want to get into this subject, actually. Ahah.] But I was travelling to see my father before I came here, so I suppose... I wan't doing much of anything.

No shame in that. Before I was here, I spent ten years on my ass.

[He's not so proud of that, really. But to be fair, there's not much a dragon can do in the mundy world.]

[She smiles at that.] And now that you're here? You help young ladies find their belongings?

It's true. I've gone and become all noble-like. A real knight in shining armor.

Then I suppose it's lucky for me that you're here, sir knight.

Well what knight can resist a pretty face? It's our kryptonite.

[haha, that cinches it. But she smiles anyway. It's not really a problem so far.]

You'd first have to explain what kryptonite is.

[A pause as he considers trying to remember the Superman movies to even go into this...]

It's a saying. My 'special weakness', basically.

I see.

That's a terrible weakness to have. You could exploit it any number of ways.

Many have. It's a heavy burden, let me tell you.

But you manage somehow, correct?

I manage. You won't take advantage of me, will you?

I wouldn't dream of it, sir. Your weaknesses are safe with me.

Gad to hear it. Incidentally, welcome to the worst named joint in town. The "Slash and Crash".

[Jack opens the door to said establishment to usher her in.]

Slash and Crash...?

[Really? She enters with a nod of thanks and then stops still, staring over the racks of weapons inside. Huh. There's quite a few things in here.]

Do I need to speak to someone?

[Racks of weapons that are locked behind bars, as it turns out. The owner has been doing some renovations.]

Nah. You just gotta find what belongs to you and take it with you. [Though he's eyeing the bars. He doesn't remember those being there.]

It seems rather difficult to take it away. [She lifts a hand as if to touch the bars, then drops it before she makes contact.] Perhaps it's so people don't take what isn't theirs.

I gotta say, this setup is new. Someone's paranoid.

[But as he looks around, he sees the section where new weapons are kept and heads there. It seems these aren't locked up.]

Perhaps someone new has taken over? [Her gaze follows his movement, and Makie stills a moment, clearly recognising the bladed staff on the end of that rack.]

That rack ... those weapons belong to new arrivals, don't they? None of them are made by the smiths here?

That's where I found my own little bladed killer. So I think you're right. Anything look familiar?

[...that makes it difficult. She can't very well lift a knife off the rack and pretend it's her own if it belongs to someone else. On the other hand... her gaze flicks to his curiously.]

...bladed killer?

Sword. A little fancy weapon that I've seen the wrong business end of before. So I keep it nice and secure these days. [He'd show her, but he left the briefcase locked at home.] I prefer something more practical.

[He holds out his jacket where he's got a pistol tucked away. Since half the town is packing, it seemed a good idea for him to do the same.]

[Makie is vaguely familiar with the concept of guns-- though the pistol he shows her looks nothing like a matchlock, it's at least the same concept. She tilts her head as she glances at it.] It's much smaller than I'd have expected. I thought it would be longer.

[~~This can't be taken terribly in any way.~~]

[The innuendo was not lost on him. He frowned.]

... my other one is bigger.

[The innuendo is almost lost on Makie-- she's still too deep in culture shock-- but she does come from a place where sword jokes are made on a semi-regular basis. One corner of her mouth twitches up.]

Regardless, I'm sure it's not the size of your weapon that counts, Mr Horner.

Right. Right. It's how you use it.

[And I'm an expert. His thought was accompanied by raised eyebrows and a knowing smirk.

Then he remembered why they were there.]

Do you see your knife?

No. [...and no choice. Unless she wants to leave it here for later. Which might be a problem on its own.]

But my other weapon is here.

[She lifts the three-section pike off the rack.]

And that was the moment Jack Horner was surprised, because he had entirely read the woman wrong. She wasn't just a banjo player.

"That's yours?"

"Yes, I'm afraid so."

Though it's true she doesn't look much like she can wield it. Less flattering men have described her arms as frail in the past. She folds it in on itself in a Z-shape and crosses back to the nearest available flat surface, resting her shamisen on it gently, and avoiding Jack's gaze.

It took all of two seconds to reconcile the idea that his woman was some kind of tiny badass. Once he had, here was no longer any issue.

"I hope you know how to use it, babe. There's a war on in this world, so knowing a little ass kicking will come in handy."

Makie glances up at that, startled, then flicks a glance toward the door and the world outside. "A war? This village looks so peaceful."

"Well not in the village, obviously. Outside the barrier. Big and brutal, with buzzard men for us to kill."

"...I see." That's not a comforting thought. She takes the top casing off her shamisen gently, folding the pike inside it. "So people are taken... outside the barrier to fight, I assume."

"That's right." However, Jack found himself intrigued by what she was doing. "So do you actually play that thing or do you just really dig the secret weapon thing?"

She smiles at that. "I play the shamisen." Digging the secret weapon, indeed. "It... raises too many questions of the wrong kind for a woman to travel openly with a weapon, where I come from. This is easier. And... it was a gift."

"Well, babe. Here? It ain't gonna be a problem. Men and women alike partake in the shared cultural expression of kicking asses. You won't need to keep that secret long."

She can't help but be amused at the way he puts that. Not to mention... a little relieved. Guardedly so, but: "I'm beginning to see that. I suppose it's to be expected when we're all from such different places."

"It all averages out to be more modern in these parts. Women are actually treated like people most of the time. Crazy, isn't it?"

There's a marked stillness in response, a faint breath caught and held.

And released. "Crazy," she agrees softly, collecting her shamisen from the counter, and she wraps her shawl around it for protection. It's too warm here to wear it anyway. "What an interesting place this is."

"Give it a month, babe. You'll be bored out of your skull. So, anywhere else you fancy seeing? I could show you the Dome."

"What's the Dome?" She eyes him curiously.

"It's a place to vacation or to fight until you fall down. Depends on the person. I prefer the former, personally."

"An...arena of sorts?" Still, she looks baffled. How can such a place be used for both?

He tutted at her and shook his head. "We'll just have to go take a look together. Describing ti won't cut it."

She smiles at that. "I would be happy to see it." Largely because the description is so bizarre, but the word 'fight' was definitely used in there. Colour her intrigued. "But perhaps today is not the best time. I've only just arrived." She still has to find a place to live... though given her conversation with others about it, she's reluctant enough to say as much in case she gets a repeat performance.

"Suit yourself. Get yourself settled in. I'll show you the Dome another time."

"I look forward to it."

She shifts a little, and offers him a smile. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr Horner."

"Likewise." He gave her a nod before he moved on to do his own thing.

[Tea shop, did you say? It's late enough in the day that Sheena is sick of playing in the kitchen and is taking orders too.]

Hey. Anything special you want? [No idea who this is, but that rarely stops her.] We have pretty much everything.

[Makie smiles faintly, hands wrapped around the shamisen.] Sencha. Have you heard of it?

[Has she heard of it.

Has she heard of it.]

Yeah. Yeah, I think I have. Coming right up, ma'am.

[While she struggles not to let her laughter escape as a snort. Sencha.]

Y'know, where I'm from we call that "tea".

[Makie lifts her eyebrows at that, so slightly. She's not the kind to be embarrassed easily, though she supposes maybe she does sound like a fool. In a place where she can have a conversation with a floating pony, the idea that normal everyday tea would be in existence...]

This is a teahouse. You have many types on display, I see. Sencha is but one.

I would very much like one, thank you.

[That is so not what she meant. Sheena turns a little red.]

No, I mean...that's just normal for me. It's these other places that come up with the really weird stuff.

[Oh. Oh. Makie'd assumed the woman was making fun of her. Her smile is a little apologetic.]

Then I'm glad to meet someone who is familiar with it. There's so much about this place that is strange. You are from Japan?

Nope, sorry. I'm from a village called Mizuho. There're a few other people here from a place called Japan, though - it just might not be the same one as yours. I know that doesn't make any sense. [Sheena shakes her head.] Lemme get your tea first.

[It makes...as much sense as everything else here. Yes. Still, the confusion plain on her face, Makie just nods to that.] Thank you.

[And she'll find a seat in the more traditional section.]

[Which makes Sheena smile, just once. She likes it when people sit there. Once the tea is ready, she brings it out and pours it into the matching traditional cup.]

[Different place, maybe, but the tea certainly looks (and smells) the same. Makie smiles gratefully.]

What sort of place is Mizuho?

It's a pretty quiet village, most of the time. We're deep in a monster-filled forest, so it's also kinda cut off from the rest of the world. Most people can't ever find it.

[And they like it that way.]

You have monsters? [Really, after everything she's heard today, she doesn't doubt it. But she's curious.] What kind of monsters?

In the forest where I live? They're pretty strong. Some of them look like plants until you get up close and they go after you.

So they don't even look like animals...

...our monsters only exist in stories. [Or are the human kind. But everyone has those.]

I'm Makie Otono-Tachibana. [And she tries the tea. It's a taste of home, and her eyes close thankfully.]

Some monsters look like animals, yeah. A whole bunch are like really huge bugs. [The human kind are called humans. Most of the time.]

Sheena. Fujibayashi. [The pause is noticeable and Sheena looks surprised that she introduced herself with her full name.]

[Makie's eyes open curiously at that pause, but she's no going to pry. Instead she grimaces.] Gigantic bugs sounds very unpleasant.

[It's a long and cumbersome name to most people.]

You're being way too nice. Those things were nasty.

[They can join each other in the long and cumbersome name club! And Makie smiles. It's nearly a grin.]

I was always raised to be polite. I find smaller bugs nasty enough as it is-- you have my sympathy.

The bugs didn't bother me as much as some other monsters we ended up running into, but a lot of people go into that forest unprepared and don't come back.

Are monsters a common thing in your world, or just in that forest?

Nope, they're pretty much everywhere. They don't always attack, but it'd be pretty stupid to travel without some kinda protection with you in most of the rural areas.

It sounds like a very dangerous place to live.

It can be, and not just because of the monsters. But isn't anywhere gonna be dangerous at least some of the time? Even here, no matter how peaceful it looks.

I suppose so. At home, the worst we deal with on the road are bandits and wild animals, but... there's certainly no short supply of those.

[She'll spare Makie the giant sewer rats.]

I guess that's one thing Luceti has going for it - not much of that stuff walking around waiting to get you.

[We thank you for this.]

What about the drafts and experiments? Does it get more dangerous then?

Yeah. Not all the experiments are dangerous, but the drafts definitely are. It's...well, it's a war out there. Even if it's a weird one and even if we don't like it.

Several people have mentioned this war. Not so much about the people we have to fight, however.

Usually the Malnosso call them the Third Party or "cultists". They're...really, they look like us except they have big wings instead of small ones, and they get kinda crazy about fighting and killing people.

Do they have a reason?

For fighting? I'm really not the best person to explain that. It's something like...like the cultists wanna destroy the place, maybe? They can definitely kill us and stop us from coming back.

But their reason for making us fight just sounds to me like they're cowards about doing it themselves most of the time.

[...if that's true, then it's in their own best interests to fight back anyway. But Makie knows better than to assume that's the plain and simple story. She frowns.]

It seems so... peaceful. For a village at war.

That's because it's totally not our war! And it isn't always peaceful, either. We just all take advantage of it when it is.

[...heh.] I suppose that's the best way of looking at it.

How often is there trouble?

They show up with drafts every few months. Experiments happen way more often than that, more than once a month sometimes.

Is there anything we can do to prepare for either one?

Sometimes they warn us about experiments. They used to warn us all the time in a really stupid way, but things've changed a lot since then.

What do you mean, 'a really stupid way'?

Way before we knew what they might want, or their names or anything, they'd just leave us a message in our journals that was, I guess, kind of a hint? And awful and mean-spirited and...uh, like they had fun "playing" with us.

...and yet these people still expect you to fight for them?

Yeah. That's what happens when you're someone else's experiment.

What happens if you refuse to fight?

[She doesn't encourage rebellion. Makie's pretty sure that won't help-- but there is curiosity as to whether that's been tried before.]

If you refuse and you're on the list? They come and get you and make you go anyway.

[She thinks they stopped it from happening to one person one time, but that is not her story to tell.]

I see.

No matter if you're a woman or a child. That's rather different from my... world.

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