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[ it smells like dirt.

barnaby isn't particularly fond of dirt. or grass. or nature. oh sure, it can be nice to take a stroll in the park, or even maybe, i dunno, have a picnic out in a meadow or something, but other than that he's not much of an outdoor guy. trees and forests, what do. he is not okay with this.

but more importantly, this ache at his back. what the f- oh. what. wait what. wings? violently pink wings, at that? and they function? what is going on, and where are his clothe-- oh, they're right there, folded nearly in the grass beside him, augh if there are grass stains on his good leather jacket he might cut a bitch. also this book, that looks like a journal. this is all pretty bizarre and very suspicious, and immediately barnaby's mind is filled with thoughts of kidnapping and NEXT and conspiracy theories, but it just doesn't seem right. the last thing he remembers is sternbild, maverick, the androids .. well, not that barnaby's memory is really anything to rely on, but it just doesn't feel right.

but since barnaby doesn't function on feelings he needs to figure something out. this book will probably help. it doesn't take him long to figure out just how this thing works; it's a network, of sorts, only written by hand, which is really strange and raises even more questions, but it's all he has to go on. but first he's going to .. put his actual pants and belt and boots back on, and frown around at all these trees, and he doesn't mind tearing holes in his black tee shirt to accommodate the wings but no way is he maiming his precious jacket. so he just slings it over his arm and talks at this journal thing while walking toward wherever the trees seem thinnest. ]

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Excuse me, but could someone direct me to a tailor?

[ or a town. PRIORITIES. ]

[ ooc; he's actually right on the edge of town somewhere nearish/behind the grocery store so IF YOU WANT TO FIND HIM WANDERING THAT IS COOL and hello luceti be gentle with me. o7 ]

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[ do you seriously think he'd. try and rip the wings off. when they are obviously attached to him now.

honestly. ]

I'm heading into town to meet up with Dragon Kid.

[I DON'T KNOW, I'm just trying to be helpful here.]

Oh, that's good. We can find you an apartment, too; they have a few buildings with 'em. They all share kitchens, though.

[It's so uncool.]

... But at least all the food's free...?

[ jeez this is a lot to take in at once. ]

Free? How is that possible?

I'm not sure how it works, but the stores sort of... self-stock themselves...

[Dude, it's true. They were out of his favorite cereal the first night and then the second night POW, delicious sugary goodness all lined up like it'd never been touched.

CRAZY STUFF.]

This whole place is pretty weird. I'm still not sure of a lot of things.

Stock themselves? [ you are such a gullible old man. ] Impossible. Someone has to be stocking them, even if you never see them.

[ HE DOESN'T BELIEVE IT, barnaby is much too logical for that. ]

This .. Malnosso. What do you know about them?

[ OUROBOROS?? ]

[oh my gosh get over the ouroboros thing

it's not always ouroboros]

Mmm... [He itches the back of his head, a clear sign that troubled words are a-brewin'.] They don't seem to be connected to anything in Sternbild. In fact—we're not even on earth anymore.

[Yeah. Try figuring that out.]

We're sort of in a different universe.

[ how about he just punches you in the face. what if ouroboros killed your wife and kid how would you feel then huh. ]

What? How is that possible? Are you sure you aren't mistaken, Kotetsu?

[ not because he doesn't trust you, but because that just seems so outlandish. ]

[HEY, hey, now you're just making it personal.]

I'd like to be, but everyone here's been telling me that's the gist of it. It's like some crazy sci-fi movie, or something. This place is surrounded by this big barrier, and anyone trying to get out can't break it. Even people with powers.

So we're kinda' prisoners.

[He, uh, won't mention how they kidnap people to experiment on them, or the draft, yet. It's a little much, ain't it?]

[ that's the point. B| CHANGES YOUR PERSPECTIVE, HUH. ]

.. I see.

[ he's just gonna. fall silent and try to absorb all of this. it's a lot to think about. ]

Edited 2011-11-06 03:55 (UTC)

Yeah... [OH! Right!] How about we talk about this over lunch, huh? They have a restaurant here; I can show you how this weird journal thing works?

That's fine. I'll meet you after I'm finished with Dragon Kid.

[ not that he .. knows where anything is. ]

At the fountain, I suppose. [ SINCE THAT'S THE ONLY PLACE HE KNOWS. ]

Works with me! We've been using that as a pretty good meeting place lately.

That isn't surprising; it's a recognizable landmark.

Give me an hour, then. I'll see you soon.

One hour! Got it!

[RIGHT! An hour. Do you realize what happens when you give Kotetsu a time limit here? He spends his time flopped over the couch, or looking at a clock, or wanting more than anything to not have a time frame of waiting. This feeling has a long-ass word in some other language. He totally read that once.

BUT AN HOUR FINALLY PASSES.

... And he still manages to be late by a little bit.

But he has to admit, seeing Barnaby at the fountain was pretty relieving, even if he felt guilty for it. Being kidnapped isn't exactly good. :|]

Oii, Bunny!

[WAVE, WAVE :D

And he even looks the same as usual. Hat, bracelet, the whole shebang. The item shop was awesome like that. ~~Even if he's still missing his ring ;;~~]

[ barnaby's been sitting on the edge of the fountain for several minutes now, waiting patiently and tapping his foot. he'd be more irritated at kotetsu's lateness were he not completely lost in thought.

but oh hey, that's a familiar voice, and barnaby's head snaps up. he sets the journal down on his folded blanket and stands, one hand on his hip. ]

I'll never forget that you wasted four minutes of my life.

[ but he's smiling, despite himself. it's good to see him like this. ]

[Pffft. He grins. It's not like it's been long since he last saw you. Considering the last night he did he was punching old men in the jaws and getting laser'd. Good times? GOOD TIMES. He oyaji-swaggers toward him in typical fashion with them lanky legs, hands in pockets.]

For a rabbit you're not very cute.

[And he gives his hat a good lift.]

Welcome to another weird day in Sternbild, naa?

Minus the Sternbild.

[ it's not really the time frame that makes this so nice, so much as the state he last saw you in. he never thought he'd be so afraid of losing this old man, but hey, time changes things.

he tosses his head, a smirk twisting the corner of his mouth. ]

Seems that way. But I'm sure it's nothing we can't handle.

[ your wings. are s violently green. not that he .. has any room to talk. ]

Nothing at all! Considering our line of work, anyway.

[He gives a friendly pat on the shoulder; this way, this way, brosef, we have some food to order. I am growing faint with hunger in my old age.]

So, did you get the low-down from Dragon Kid?

[ wait wait he has to grab his jacket!! okay good he has it now we can go, and he's just trailing along beside kotetsu because he has nofuckingclue where anything is. ]

.. Yes. She was very .. informative.

[ >:( ]

[.... ooooh. Awkward. He can tell she told him about the things he avoided. S-so he'll just look forward now.]

R-right. And she showed you where that guide is in the journal?

Yes, she did.

[ TENSE SILENCE. ]

I havent read through it very thoroughly yet, but it doesn't sound good.

Mm... It's got a few unsavory parts to it. I'm on my guard, until something happens.

[He was about to tell Barnaby he quit, back in his world. All of them, actually. But now... with him here, where people are in danger...]

I guess I'll have to hold off quitting, for a little while.

What are you talking about?

[ BROW ARCH. ]

W-well, in a place where people are prisoners, you can't just retire from hero-ing... you know? It'd be too hard to, with these sort of circumstances...

[You k-know—I mean. Shit. I'm not good at words.]

It's not like this is a vacation, right?

[ barnaby just shrugs. ]

I'd imagine that in a situation like this, our contracts are suspended. We aren't employed by Hero TV at all at the moment. So any heroics you choose to pull off will be your personal choice, on your personal time.

[ semantics, barnaby. ]

Honestly, I think we have bigger things to worry about.

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