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- !mission eight,
- 47 [ou],
- alice liddell (am) [ou],
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- cassie cage [ou],
- clef [crau],
- emporio alniño [ou],
- inigo [ou],
- katsuya jonouchi [au-crau],
- kitty pryde [ou],
- lea [crau],
- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- masumi sera [ou],
- najaran [ou],
- persephone [ou],
- piccolo [ou],
- ple two [ou],
- rapunzel [ou],
- reno [ou],
- romeo [crau],
- s'reee [crau],
- seto kaiba [ou],
- silvia leafe [au],
- sonya blade [ou],
- spark [crau],
- taiki [ou],
- tidus [ou],
- trunks brief (future) [ou],
- xion [crau],
- xue yang [ou],
- yugi mutou [ou],
- ~x~10 vigilant gaze purges the horizon,
- ~x~a-qing [ou],
- ~x~adora [ou],
- ~x~ai haibara [ou],
- ~x~alfredo martini [ou],
- ~x~brynhilde pendragon [ou],
- ~x~chie satonaka [ou],
- ~x~cloud strife [ou],
- ~x~colden rollins [ou],
- ~x~conan edogawa [ou],
- ~x~curufin [crau],
- ~x~dairine callahan [crau],
- ~x~della duck [ou],
- ~x~dyme graydon [ou],
- ~x~elfnein,
- ~x~enna alchiba [ou],
- ~x~gen asagiri [ou],
- ~x~gladiolus amicitia [ou],
- ~x~glorfindel [ou],
- ~x~hikaru aosora [ou],
- ~x~itsuki myoudouin [ou],
- ~x~kumoko [ou],
- ~x~kurosaki ichigo [ou],
- ~x~minako aino [ou],
- ~x~natsuno yuuki [ou],
- ~x~nerdanel mathaniel [ou],
- ~x~nita callahan [crau],
- ~x~noctis lucis caelum [au-crau],
- ~x~ran mouri [ou],
- ~x~roland crane [ou],
- ~x~saku gyousou [ou],
- ~x~sakura [ou],
- ~x~satou kuroneko [crau],
- ~x~senku ishigami [ou],
- ~x~takato matsuda [ou],
- ~x~tangle the lemur [ou],
- ~x~thorne.tcai [ou],
- ~x~tohru mutou [ou],
- ~x~trowa barton [ou],
- ~x~tsubomi hanasaki [ou],
- ~x~wei wuxian [ou],
- ~x~wen qing [ou],
- ~x~wester mazaki [au],
- ~x~yuri tsukikage [ou],
- ~x~zidane tribal [ou]
Adventure On!
"Good Morning passengers. Today is day six of the month of Horseshoe." The voice echoes through the train as passengers wake up in their beds. Not long afterwards their SCA’s glow with the colour of the void and a holographic image will appear.
Preparation
The dressing room is indeed open as promised. The dressers and wardrobes are full of many different clothes. Shirts, tunics, skirts, dresses, robes, cloaks, leggings and even an array of fancy hats.
The cloaks are notable in that they look like standard fantasy cloaks but are completely waterproof, much like a modern jacket and they will keep them warm and dry. There are also a good selection of furs for those travelling into the tundra as well as some leather armour, both for protection against monsters and fire.
There are an array of tents- in more neutral colours, a lot simpler than the tents they have used before as well as some basic pots and pans for cooking. There are a range of bags and pouches for carrying any essentials!
They are a few hours before arrival and so there is plenty of time to prepare before the announcement. "Shortly arriving on world 5382110341. All passengers get ready to disembark. Next stop world 5382110341. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."
Arrival: Royal Lake Hill
The train jolts and shudders as it leaves the void. It descends quickly and lands with a small bump. The doors open, it is a bit of a jump from the train to the ground but they land on soft grass. Anyone looking back at the train will find it almost not there… Unless they focus very hard it will seem just like a shimmer in the air, passengers jumping from nowhere.
They are a short walk from what seems like a small town, surrounded by walls. The gates are manned but the large group of people only get a quick glance before they are nodded in.
They get a few curious glances as they enter the town proper. It is not exceptionally busy, indeed everyone out and about are older or small children, who dart around unafraid of the strangers, staring openly at times.
A market place spans the square, predominately selling food, stalls are actually small huts, the front part open to the street for custom and a back room that is presumably used for sleeping. Some, like the blacksmiths are more solid with multiple rooms.
Each voidtrecker will have a dot on the map on their SCA showing them to the inn that their team should head towards. If they ask around they will learn that there is indeed a call to for adventurers at three of the town’s inns and they are to report there in early evening. As it is still early morning they have almost the whole day to explore, enjoy being in a town full of people and, for those who are keen, earn some spending money.
Whatever they end up doing with their day it is obvious when evening is approaching by the stalls beginning to be packed up, the streets quieting as people went home for their dinners. The inns are easy enough to find, even for those that didn’t find them earlier in the day.
Orange
Recruitment
Ducks in a Bucket is at the western gate. It is quiet, usually a tavern used by adventurers, the custom has dried up with all the adventurers protecting the kingdom. It is filled with large wooden tables and sturdy stools, not a fine dining establishment in any way but it has a friendly air to it.
Not long after they arrive a woman in a long cloak arrives. "I am here to hire adventurers. You will be aware, I am sure, of the blight storm that hit the kingdom. Many people across the land have been effected. Many areas are out of the crystals needed to restore those who have been blighted and there are rumours the army is in short supply as well. We require you to travel to the Singing Woodlands to harvest the crystals from the calla lilies that grow there. I have an image if it is needed."
Here she takes out a small scroll and passes it around, it is a painting of a simple, dark purple calla lilie.
"The huma have agreed to transport the collected crystals to the areas that need it. Unfortunately the land itself has been blighted and has become unstable, floating into the air. We can provide you each with two flight potions to help you travel up into the woodlands."
She holds out a bag to pass around, there are exactly enough potions for each person to take two despite the face she couldn’t possibly have known who was going to turn up to head the call.
"Please be warned that transportation magics have not been working in blighted areas and so you will be taken to the ground below. If you accept this quest please get ready to gate."
A moment later there is a flash of light and any who want to will vanish from the tavern.
Arrival
They will arrive on a grassy verge, in front of them is a canyon of dirt. If they look up they will see the land that should be filling it. In chunks the forest is floating on a series of islands stretching high up into the clouds.
Many of the islands feel too high to reach in ten minutes but there are a couple of lower ones that might be good places to aim for.
The potion works swiftly, making those who drink it feel lighter, all they need to do is jump and they are floating, moving in the air is easy, they can walk up as if on a ramp or swim through the air currents if they are feeling a bit more adventurous.
The islands themselves are teeming with life, plants of all kinds grow there and as they reach the lower islands they will see the huma birds and hopefully spot some of those calla lilies.
Purple
Recruitment
The Lion's Mane is the largest tavern in town. It has some customers, sitting in groups and drinking. There is a musician in the corner playing a lively tune and sat on a central table is an official looking man with a scroll case and a worried expression.
"Anyone." He cleared his throat, "Anyone who has come to be hired… As an adventurer please gather around. Now. Now. Can everybody hear me? Yes? Right. Well I am sure as you know the blight… Yes? Yes! Well there are some clusters of villages up near the dusty rivers, I can show you on this map..."
He unfurls a scroll, which shows a large expansive land mass. He points to an area in the far west. "They have a golem problem, their own golems that is. Turned on them." He shook his head, "Crystal magic, very susceptible to blight. They need some help, clear the area, purify the crystals. That sort of thing. You’ll probably be there a few days."
He rolled up the scroll. "I can’t gate you into the villages, earths all blighted. But I can get you close."
He did a quick head count. "If you don’t accept the mission please step back. Ready?"
He opens a gate, a few gates, and everyone who accepts vanishes from the tavern.
Arrival
They arrive in a small clearing in a wood. It is quiet, with not even the sound of birdsong. Trees are all around them though anyone checking their SCA will see that the village is indeed close.
A moment later there are footsteps, a young boy, no older than ten bursts into the clearing. He reels backwards at the figures, surprised to see them but then seems to realise that they are, for the most part, human.
"Quick! Come quick! The village!"
He turned on his heal and heading no call ran back the way he came. For those that follow the route leads them through thick overgrowth, there is clearly an easier way, to a small village.
A small village with a large golem and a large troll stomping through it. People are cowering in houses or behind walls as the troll swings its club back and forth, smashing things in its wake.
Red and Blue
Recruitment
The final tavern is The Thrice Struck Tree. It is small, dark and has a heavy air to it. There are a couple of customers, sat silently with mugs of ale in front of them. They give the voidtreckers suspicious glances.
They may wonder if they are in the wrong place but after a few moments a young woman in a smart looking uniform, dark blue tunic, shiny boots, enters. "Adventurers? I am captain Sienna of Irivar’s third guard. We have reports coming from the southern lands. The blight has depowered the crystals separating the frozen tundra from the fire lands. A disaster could occur if the are not recharged. They must be taken into the central fire mountains heart. It is a fair journey and the crystals must be carried. Please, for those that known the secrets of it do not attempt to place the crystals into the spaces between for easier transportation, it would be disastrous." She gave them a serious look before continuing.
"Furthermore the creatures of the area are reporting that the Glacial Sovereign has not been seen since the blight hit." She shook her head, looking worried. "You must find their guardians, the crystal wolves and attempt to regain contact with the sovereign." She paused again.
"Both the sprites of ice and fire have been corrupted by the blight and the area is very dangerous. I can gate you to the border and from there you must split, please decide amongst yourselves who is best to journey into fire and who is suited to the cold. I will give you a moment to be ready."
It is indeed only a moment before she opens the gate. Any who choose to travel will vanish from the tavern.
Arrival
They arrive in a strange place indeed. To the east there is black rock, lava streams and mountains billowing with smoke. To the west is white, icy bridges connecting land and glaciers. Far in the distance there is what seems to be a swirling mass of snow.
And right where they are is… a mess. Melted ice and frozen ash mixed together into a slippery sludge that sticks to their shoes and makes movement interesting.
But movement may be necessary as it seems their gate has taken them to a place surrounded by two packs of fire dogs and a few regular wolves. All look surprised at the sudden influx of people but it doesn’t take them long before the blighted creatures move in to attack.
Splitting
Once they are safe from wolves and dogs the teams can split. The crystals red need to collect are obvious, set out at even distances from each other. Red team are to head east, into the volcano range, Blue are to head west into the tundra.
Good luck void warriors!
Preparation
The dressing room is indeed open as promised. The dressers and wardrobes are full of many different clothes. Shirts, tunics, skirts, dresses, robes, cloaks, leggings and even an array of fancy hats.
The cloaks are notable in that they look like standard fantasy cloaks but are completely waterproof, much like a modern jacket and they will keep them warm and dry. There are also a good selection of furs for those travelling into the tundra as well as some leather armour, both for protection against monsters and fire.
There are an array of tents- in more neutral colours, a lot simpler than the tents they have used before as well as some basic pots and pans for cooking. There are a range of bags and pouches for carrying any essentials!
They are a few hours before arrival and so there is plenty of time to prepare before the announcement. "Shortly arriving on world 5382110341. All passengers get ready to disembark. Next stop world 5382110341. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."
Arrival: Royal Lake Hill
The train jolts and shudders as it leaves the void. It descends quickly and lands with a small bump. The doors open, it is a bit of a jump from the train to the ground but they land on soft grass. Anyone looking back at the train will find it almost not there… Unless they focus very hard it will seem just like a shimmer in the air, passengers jumping from nowhere.
They are a short walk from what seems like a small town, surrounded by walls. The gates are manned but the large group of people only get a quick glance before they are nodded in.
They get a few curious glances as they enter the town proper. It is not exceptionally busy, indeed everyone out and about are older or small children, who dart around unafraid of the strangers, staring openly at times.
A market place spans the square, predominately selling food, stalls are actually small huts, the front part open to the street for custom and a back room that is presumably used for sleeping. Some, like the blacksmiths are more solid with multiple rooms.
Each voidtrecker will have a dot on the map on their SCA showing them to the inn that their team should head towards. If they ask around they will learn that there is indeed a call to for adventurers at three of the town’s inns and they are to report there in early evening. As it is still early morning they have almost the whole day to explore, enjoy being in a town full of people and, for those who are keen, earn some spending money.
Whatever they end up doing with their day it is obvious when evening is approaching by the stalls beginning to be packed up, the streets quieting as people went home for their dinners. The inns are easy enough to find, even for those that didn’t find them earlier in the day.
Orange
Recruitment
Ducks in a Bucket is at the western gate. It is quiet, usually a tavern used by adventurers, the custom has dried up with all the adventurers protecting the kingdom. It is filled with large wooden tables and sturdy stools, not a fine dining establishment in any way but it has a friendly air to it.
Not long after they arrive a woman in a long cloak arrives. "I am here to hire adventurers. You will be aware, I am sure, of the blight storm that hit the kingdom. Many people across the land have been effected. Many areas are out of the crystals needed to restore those who have been blighted and there are rumours the army is in short supply as well. We require you to travel to the Singing Woodlands to harvest the crystals from the calla lilies that grow there. I have an image if it is needed."
Here she takes out a small scroll and passes it around, it is a painting of a simple, dark purple calla lilie.
"The huma have agreed to transport the collected crystals to the areas that need it. Unfortunately the land itself has been blighted and has become unstable, floating into the air. We can provide you each with two flight potions to help you travel up into the woodlands."
She holds out a bag to pass around, there are exactly enough potions for each person to take two despite the face she couldn’t possibly have known who was going to turn up to head the call.
"Please be warned that transportation magics have not been working in blighted areas and so you will be taken to the ground below. If you accept this quest please get ready to gate."
A moment later there is a flash of light and any who want to will vanish from the tavern.
Arrival
They will arrive on a grassy verge, in front of them is a canyon of dirt. If they look up they will see the land that should be filling it. In chunks the forest is floating on a series of islands stretching high up into the clouds.
Many of the islands feel too high to reach in ten minutes but there are a couple of lower ones that might be good places to aim for.
The potion works swiftly, making those who drink it feel lighter, all they need to do is jump and they are floating, moving in the air is easy, they can walk up as if on a ramp or swim through the air currents if they are feeling a bit more adventurous.
The islands themselves are teeming with life, plants of all kinds grow there and as they reach the lower islands they will see the huma birds and hopefully spot some of those calla lilies.
Purple
Recruitment
The Lion's Mane is the largest tavern in town. It has some customers, sitting in groups and drinking. There is a musician in the corner playing a lively tune and sat on a central table is an official looking man with a scroll case and a worried expression.
"Anyone." He cleared his throat, "Anyone who has come to be hired… As an adventurer please gather around. Now. Now. Can everybody hear me? Yes? Right. Well I am sure as you know the blight… Yes? Yes! Well there are some clusters of villages up near the dusty rivers, I can show you on this map..."
He unfurls a scroll, which shows a large expansive land mass. He points to an area in the far west. "They have a golem problem, their own golems that is. Turned on them." He shook his head, "Crystal magic, very susceptible to blight. They need some help, clear the area, purify the crystals. That sort of thing. You’ll probably be there a few days."
He rolled up the scroll. "I can’t gate you into the villages, earths all blighted. But I can get you close."
He did a quick head count. "If you don’t accept the mission please step back. Ready?"
He opens a gate, a few gates, and everyone who accepts vanishes from the tavern.
Arrival
They arrive in a small clearing in a wood. It is quiet, with not even the sound of birdsong. Trees are all around them though anyone checking their SCA will see that the village is indeed close.
A moment later there are footsteps, a young boy, no older than ten bursts into the clearing. He reels backwards at the figures, surprised to see them but then seems to realise that they are, for the most part, human.
"Quick! Come quick! The village!"
He turned on his heal and heading no call ran back the way he came. For those that follow the route leads them through thick overgrowth, there is clearly an easier way, to a small village.
A small village with a large golem and a large troll stomping through it. People are cowering in houses or behind walls as the troll swings its club back and forth, smashing things in its wake.
Red and Blue
Recruitment
The final tavern is The Thrice Struck Tree. It is small, dark and has a heavy air to it. There are a couple of customers, sat silently with mugs of ale in front of them. They give the voidtreckers suspicious glances.
They may wonder if they are in the wrong place but after a few moments a young woman in a smart looking uniform, dark blue tunic, shiny boots, enters. "Adventurers? I am captain Sienna of Irivar’s third guard. We have reports coming from the southern lands. The blight has depowered the crystals separating the frozen tundra from the fire lands. A disaster could occur if the are not recharged. They must be taken into the central fire mountains heart. It is a fair journey and the crystals must be carried. Please, for those that known the secrets of it do not attempt to place the crystals into the spaces between for easier transportation, it would be disastrous." She gave them a serious look before continuing.
"Furthermore the creatures of the area are reporting that the Glacial Sovereign has not been seen since the blight hit." She shook her head, looking worried. "You must find their guardians, the crystal wolves and attempt to regain contact with the sovereign." She paused again.
"Both the sprites of ice and fire have been corrupted by the blight and the area is very dangerous. I can gate you to the border and from there you must split, please decide amongst yourselves who is best to journey into fire and who is suited to the cold. I will give you a moment to be ready."
It is indeed only a moment before she opens the gate. Any who choose to travel will vanish from the tavern.
Arrival
They arrive in a strange place indeed. To the east there is black rock, lava streams and mountains billowing with smoke. To the west is white, icy bridges connecting land and glaciers. Far in the distance there is what seems to be a swirling mass of snow.
And right where they are is… a mess. Melted ice and frozen ash mixed together into a slippery sludge that sticks to their shoes and makes movement interesting.
But movement may be necessary as it seems their gate has taken them to a place surrounded by two packs of fire dogs and a few regular wolves. All look surprised at the sudden influx of people but it doesn’t take them long before the blighted creatures move in to attack.
Splitting
Once they are safe from wolves and dogs the teams can split. The crystals red need to collect are obvious, set out at even distances from each other. Red team are to head east, into the volcano range, Blue are to head west into the tundra.
Good luck void warriors!
Recruitment - (Someone is clearly lost, but it wasn't marked closed so here goes)
She strode into the room as if she belonged there. Honestly, at first she would have never recognized the boy on the bar stool, not the way he looked now with his longer hair darker complexion, among other physical variations. If he just hadn't spoken, she would have found someone to interrogate that looked like a local, played it cool and left before the meeting could commence in earnest... but he did speak, and it made her break her concentration.
at least I got a peek - was what did it. Instinctively she froze midway past the bar, reaching down to throw the loose fabric around her legs to cover up her shorts as if she suddenly found a need to be modest. Then she whipped her face towards whom she identified as Joey Wheeler to sputter out a reply," All you saw were my shorts, and I hate to give you the bad news I'm still wearing a pair!" It was probably the worst first impression she could give to an alternate dimensional version of someone she had never met. Probably reallllly confusing too. Maybe she should have been paying closer attention to the rest of what was said.
OH MY GOD....
YOU DON'T EVEN GO HERE!!!"...." Katsuya looks up from his pokemon. His Pokemon also turn and stare. It's possible a few patrons are staring now too.
Eventually, he speaks. ".........nyh...........th' hell are y' talkin' about..?"
Amar gives a bleat of agreement.
Regrets, she'll have them!
THEN SOMEONE SHOULD HAVE BARRED THE DOORYeah, if she didn't want to draw unwarranted attention, she was going about it the wrong way, but something about that phrase had set her off. Somehow for once it didn't matter if others stared, it was important to set the record straight right here with this one.
Silvia huffed when he finally replied, color having already flooded her cheeks. "... that just figures! It's such a habit for you that you don't even remember everyone you did it to." At least that's how she interpreted it. "Well I remember, and I might not have a textbook to throw at you this time, but try anything and I'll improvise."
The animals he had with him were kind of adorable, but she didn't allow them to distract her ire.
-sad trombone-
"D...do I know y', or..." He hasn't done that shit since first year! Which admittedly might not mean much since he barely would've finished first term for third year were he back home, but still! "Did you jus' uh..." Can't say train, don't say train, "...Y' jus' join th' group in th' las' week..?"
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"Apparently not, but I know you."
Silvia you really have no idea what you're talking about.At least she'd given him enough clues to know what he was being accused of, though part of her wanted to spell it out so everyone in the tavern would be clear on that point. It would serve him right.What kind of a segue was this? Did she sound like she was in the mood for small talk, huffing and drawing her arms up to fold them over her chest, she jutted out a hip and humored him. "It was two weeks ago, but what does that have to do with this?" Assuming group meant becoming a passenger and not literally the group meeting here because.. yeah... this ain't her group.
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This is. Very odd. Extremely odd! And no, he's not going to respond to those accusations Silvia, because he's been doing great to not even come near those, thanks!! But-
"...Were you uh...were y' s'pposed t' be comin' w Red 'n Blue then..?" He coughs, adding- "I mean, not tha' y' can't come w' us anyway I guess, jus'. Might be dangerous giv'n what..." Wait.
"...Wai', you know ME? ...when th' hell did we meet!?"
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As he rambled on about groups she just kind of stared. Although she was trying for intimidating it probably fell short of her aims by a lot. She needed more practice. "No, I'm in orange- but again you're still missing the point." So is this what happened when you really challenged someone like him? Did they just back down and try to evade the issue?
"Of course I do, or why would I have started shouting at you in the first place?" Ugh boys. Can she please move back to an all girl's school? "A little while before I showed up..... you know." On the train platform. "At Domino."
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"...D...did y' get th' whole uh...hm." He looks around, scratching his head. They've kind of attracted attention- he can't really just say...they're from different timelines in their earshot. Bugger.
"...Y' talk t' any of th' others maybe?" he adds, grimacing a bit at the weak offer.
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Her inexperience with world hopping was evident. "... Did I get what?" Finally relaxing her more rigid stance a little because although it looked sufficiently haughty to her, it was actually more difficult to hold for long periods of time.
"I talked to Yugi and Kaiba." What was he driving at? She had have a mind to grab him by the wrist and drag him outside but she didn't exactly trust him to follow her.
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He leans forward. "Th' whole...differen' uh. 'Homes', if y' catch my drift?"
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It takes a little while for the words to sink in, and even then she still feels unsure. "..." Growing unusually silent for an extended period of time, she slowly bites her lip and finally breaks eye contact as she looks sheepishly to the floor. If that means what she thinks it does.....
... then she just made a colossal fool out of herself! It's also about at this point where the rest of the room starts coming into focus. She can almost feel all the eyes on her, and if she could just sink into the floor and disappear then she would. The heat prickling her skin makes her feel as if she might really catch on fire.
Then with no warning, she places her hands on her hips and laughs, awkwardly and loudly. "Ha ha ha ha!!! I- uh.. I really had you going there didn't I?!" Shooting a look between him and the crowd, as the only indication that this was for their benefit and not his. "You should have just seen the look on your face! It was worth it." Someone just kill her now?
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....Geeze what is even happening... "...c'n we start over 'r somethin'..?" He groans, wanting very much to stop feeling lost.
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Then to answer the blond she said, much softer,"Ok.'. Calming her antics she robotically took up a stool near his to make this seem more normal, but she couldn't really face him.
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"So uh. Jonouchi Katsuya- guess I'd be...third year righ' now?
...Nice t'...nice t' meet y'?"
....
"....I get visions sometimes."
Ah yes. The. Peek he mentioned.
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Several uneasy moments past- where she doesn't even so much as shift. When he speaks she looks up. "Jounouchi? Not.... Joey?" Okay, she could throw the name onto the ever growing pile of differences. ".. but you look- er... maybe not entirely.. you sound.... you're very similar.... ish." Not making much sense at all.
"Nice to.... meet... you... too." The hesitation was because she suddenly seized upon some small hope. She was in costume now, if she didn't introduce herself properly, there was the SLIGHT possibility he wouldn't recognize her later.
But... that was kind of stupid. She didn't do anything to conceal her eyes, and how many people were from Domino, really?
"... like you can see the future?" Look, she was still on the fence about the not providing her name thing.
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"....eugh. Def'nitely not 'Joey'." Stupid Keith and his stupid-
"Jus' Jonouchi. Blue team. And uh...yeah but like. Not on d'mand 'r anythin', y'know..?"
"...You?" Name? Please?
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"... Weird. Huh?" A much quieter nervous chuckle followed. "Jonouchi, then. Well- I wouldn't think you were like a fortune teller with a crystal ball.... but.. I guess you could have been." brushing her fingers against her forehead and into her hair. " In most works of fiction the sighted character doesn't get to choose when it happens... wait, but you're serious?"
You could practically hear the crickets chirping for a few minutes. dropping her hands into her lap, her shoulders drooped. It was now or never- make a beeline for the door or fess up.
Hanging her head in defeat, she sighed,"Silvia Leafe, Orange team."
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And eventually he blinks it off. "Wait Orange?" He blinks rapidly, sitting up. "O-oi we were sendin' th' oranges t' tha' floatin island mess weren't we? Yer in th' wrong tavern..!"
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"Yeah.. orange." Silvia just sat there without moving again like someone had removed her batteries.
"How many taverns could their be in one location?"
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Well anyway. "Jus' look f'r Yugi an' Kaiba- they said they were stickin' with th' pack for th's run, so they'll be at th' righ' recruitin' spot..." Good thing they pass roughly as some kind of traveling guild...
"Unless y' wanted t' come along f'r ice an' fire anyway..."
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"They should both be fairly easy to spot." Yet she made no motion to move, as if her legs were now formed of lead. The open air would be beneficial if only she could get there.
"... That doesn't exactly.... " sound good. Realizing she had forgotten the very thing she had been mad at him for not saying earlier, she finally looked back his way and rambled out some form of an apology," Look- I.... I'm sorry for what happened before. You know... with all the... accusations and all.. and it was a pretty serious one.. and.. I'm sorry." Can she please pet your floofy looking pony or does it not like strangers?
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"Righ'!" Uhhh.
...Well, good news for Silvia is that the pony very much Loves strangers, and more than that has a calming effect on people. So she's already nudging against Silvia to try calming her down. Katsuya, for his part, just shrugs. "Eh, 's all good. Like I said, I figure I've seen a bit of it already, may 's well see how th' rest plays out righ'? I'm covered f'r it," he adds with a grin, patting the pack of furs beside him. "Gonna toss these on once I'm over there."
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Between the spiky star-shaped quaff and Kaiba's tree-like proportions they would stand out in a crowd.
For that, Silvia was grateful, reaching out with one hand first to stroke the pony's mane, then adding the second. Kaiba had mentioned that Jonouchi was gathering his own menagerie but she'd never seen any creatures like this outside of video games. She wondered briefly if it might have come from one of these other worlds. "Thank you- you're..... you're nothing like I expected." Did this mean she could have been wrong about her world's version of him as well? Looking briefly to the furs. "What exactly did you see?"
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But, hey- there's still a bit of time before they all leave, and Katsuya's tugged from his thoughts as Silvia takes advantage of it to ask about the vision. Quiet for a moment, he ultimately shrugs.
"...Not much. ...But I'm bettin' it was th' same dragon we're s'pposed t' be checkin' on. ...Wasn' doin' th' worst, but she wasn' doin' great either..."
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Totally normal teenage girl here- nothing supernatural had ever crossed her path before ever. Cough.
"Are you... worried about what this quest is going to entail?"
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