Asakura Yoh (
mikanphones) wrote2012-03-23 02:29 pm
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001st Oversoul ♨ Action / Voice
W-Wha? Hey, why is suddenly so dark?
[Yoh blinks as he stares into the darkness for a moment. Just a minute ago he had been talking with Ren and then... Then he finds himself there, in a small space, his body twisting and mostly uncomfortable due the position. Definitively he didn't get himself there on his own. He shifts, trying to get more comfortable, specially his back which is aching like crazy. In the process he kicks the walls of the tight space where he is and brushes against something that seems to feel like clothes.]
What is this, a wardrobe? Oi, Amidamaru?! Can you hear me?!
[He tries calling for his friend, his companion, and there's almost an immediate response. But something is off.]
Huh? Amidamaru? I can't...
[Maybe someone would like to check who is locked in their wardrobe some time soon?]
[Hours later and after getting a crash Luceti course, Yoh decides to play with the journal and get the hang of it. The feed turns on to his carefree laugher, even if he has many reasons to worry and be down, he's not going to let it be shown easily.]
Hehehe, look at this! This is quite handy, it reminds me of the Oracle Bell. I wonder if the bells have this feature too? I should ask Silva when I have the chance- Ah, it's on!
Hey! My name's Yoh Asakura, I arrived here today, nice to meet you! I have been told that there's a smithy in the village and that it's were weapons tend to show up. Does anyone know if there has been a new couple of swords there lately? They are very important to me so I would like to get them back as soon as possible.
And... No, nothing else, never mind that. Just wanted to ask about the swords. Thanks!
[He wanted to ask if there was anyone who recognized him but if his friends are here they will notice him just with what he had said so far anyway. And despite the way Luceti seems to be he's not going to just go and start talking about shamans without knowing a bit more and getting a better feeling of the village. Specially not when he himself isn't sure if he's a shaman anymore, what with how he can't even see or hear Amidamaru. At least he knows his friend is there, he can feel it in his heart and sense his emotions but... That's all. Yes, definitively not going to just go and talk about spirits until he has a better hold of his ground.]
[Anyway even if he has asked through the journals, Yoh's not up to just sit and wait so he will go and check the smithy himself. After all he asked about swords that had recently appeared but who knows, maybe they have been around longer than him with how crazy this place seems to be. And so Yoh will be off to explore the village, if he's going to be stuck here for God knows how long he may as well get used to it and know where everything is.
He will make stops at the clothing store and the item store besides the smithy. Eventually finding his way to spend two hours just staring at the landscape while standing on a bridge. He isn't someone to call attention on himself, just a normal dude, specially after he gets proper clothes. But he will be sure to pay attention all around him, others may have no reason to come and say hi, but he may decide he has reasons to do that to them.]
[Yoh blinks as he stares into the darkness for a moment. Just a minute ago he had been talking with Ren and then... Then he finds himself there, in a small space, his body twisting and mostly uncomfortable due the position. Definitively he didn't get himself there on his own. He shifts, trying to get more comfortable, specially his back which is aching like crazy. In the process he kicks the walls of the tight space where he is and brushes against something that seems to feel like clothes.]
What is this, a wardrobe? Oi, Amidamaru?! Can you hear me?!
[He tries calling for his friend, his companion, and there's almost an immediate response. But something is off.]
Huh? Amidamaru? I can't...
[Maybe someone would like to check who is locked in their wardrobe some time soon?]
[Hours later and after getting a crash Luceti course, Yoh decides to play with the journal and get the hang of it. The feed turns on to his carefree laugher, even if he has many reasons to worry and be down, he's not going to let it be shown easily.]
Hehehe, look at this! This is quite handy, it reminds me of the Oracle Bell. I wonder if the bells have this feature too? I should ask Silva when I have the chance- Ah, it's on!
Hey! My name's Yoh Asakura, I arrived here today, nice to meet you! I have been told that there's a smithy in the village and that it's were weapons tend to show up. Does anyone know if there has been a new couple of swords there lately? They are very important to me so I would like to get them back as soon as possible.
And... No, nothing else, never mind that. Just wanted to ask about the swords. Thanks!
[He wanted to ask if there was anyone who recognized him but if his friends are here they will notice him just with what he had said so far anyway. And despite the way Luceti seems to be he's not going to just go and start talking about shamans without knowing a bit more and getting a better feeling of the village. Specially not when he himself isn't sure if he's a shaman anymore, what with how he can't even see or hear Amidamaru. At least he knows his friend is there, he can feel it in his heart and sense his emotions but... That's all. Yes, definitively not going to just go and talk about spirits until he has a better hold of his ground.]
[Anyway even if he has asked through the journals, Yoh's not up to just sit and wait so he will go and check the smithy himself. After all he asked about swords that had recently appeared but who knows, maybe they have been around longer than him with how crazy this place seems to be. And so Yoh will be off to explore the village, if he's going to be stuck here for God knows how long he may as well get used to it and know where everything is.
He will make stops at the clothing store and the item store besides the smithy. Eventually finding his way to spend two hours just staring at the landscape while standing on a bridge. He isn't someone to call attention on himself, just a normal dude, specially after he gets proper clothes. But he will be sure to pay attention all around him, others may have no reason to come and say hi, but he may decide he has reasons to do that to them.]
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... Um, wait! I mean.. of course it's very nice to meet you as well! Welcome to Luceti, and I hope you're doing okay so far. [ he sounds happy enough to her, at least. ]
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Clearly, the quiet of Luceti was really driving him mad.
The tome was familiar, but nostalgic. He could tell the stories without reference, adding his own flair if he wanted--he set it aside, knowing full well that he pick it up again whenever he wanted.
Gun in hand, he wanders over. He'd shoot if he was truely mad. If not, no more bullets would be wasted in a place where ammo was scarce.]
I'm pretty sure I'm not called 'Amidamaru'. [There's the click of metal on metal as he unlatches the safety on his Walther. A thief himself, he doesn't take kindly to his own abode being broken into.] Care to tell me why you're in my closet?
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