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fragileghost) wrote2013-03-12 11:20 am
fragileghost) wrote2013-03-12 11:20 am
1 - [Action/Voice]
[Action]
[Here Luceti, have another New Feather. A young man with silver wings, wearing a strange mask and with only the thin pants of the newcomers to protect him from the world is currently just waking up in the forest not too far from the village. If you could see his face you'd see just how groggy and confused he is right now. He flinches a little as he realises there's a couple of new additions to his body upon coming to... wherever he is right now, and he reaches behind him to feel... feathers? Wings?
Thankfully it isn't long before he realises his clothes are piled up beside him, along with a book. Gin knows it's dangerous to be so exposed and doesn't hesitate to put on those clothes, strangely altered to accommodate those small wings on his back. Who did this to him? Where was he? He was certain by now this wasn't the forest of the Mountain God, unless he was trying to play some kind of trick on him.
Now for that book... Gin picks it up, taking a seat on the forest floor where he appeared and taking a moment to flick through the pages. The book was full of messages and pictures, presumably the ones who were trying to communicate. Some of the images moved as well and there were voices... the book was speaking to him.]
[Voice]
[After taking some time to try to get to know this odd journal and how it might work, Gin ends up trying to speak to the book himself.]
Hello? Can anyone hear me?
(OOC: Just a reminder and for those who might have missed it - if your character intends to touch Gin at all like taking his hand or something, please give me a chance to react before they make contact! Thanks~)
[Here Luceti, have another New Feather. A young man with silver wings, wearing a strange mask and with only the thin pants of the newcomers to protect him from the world is currently just waking up in the forest not too far from the village. If you could see his face you'd see just how groggy and confused he is right now. He flinches a little as he realises there's a couple of new additions to his body upon coming to... wherever he is right now, and he reaches behind him to feel... feathers? Wings?
Thankfully it isn't long before he realises his clothes are piled up beside him, along with a book. Gin knows it's dangerous to be so exposed and doesn't hesitate to put on those clothes, strangely altered to accommodate those small wings on his back. Who did this to him? Where was he? He was certain by now this wasn't the forest of the Mountain God, unless he was trying to play some kind of trick on him.
Now for that book... Gin picks it up, taking a seat on the forest floor where he appeared and taking a moment to flick through the pages. The book was full of messages and pictures, presumably the ones who were trying to communicate. Some of the images moved as well and there were voices... the book was speaking to him.]
[Voice]
[After taking some time to try to get to know this odd journal and how it might work, Gin ends up trying to speak to the book himself.]
Hello? Can anyone hear me?
(OOC: Just a reminder and for those who might have missed it - if your character intends to touch Gin at all like taking his hand or something, please give me a chance to react before they make contact! Thanks~)
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[Nobody else he'd spoken to thus far seemed to have any idea about them from what he'd gathered. In that case, perhaps they were even from the same world. Despite his condition that was... somehow reassuring.
He has to ask. He's not moving any closer either, staying riiight where he is, thank you.]
Where are you from?
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Y-yes!! And you're one of them, aren't you!
[Yes, good, stay over there. Tsuna will just stay over here. They can stay in their respective spots and everyone will be happy. And relatively unharmed.]
Huh? Where am I from? Well, Japan...?