It's a surprisingly quiet ride. The passenger cart is nothing more than wood and a bit of cotton to cushion the seats but for some reason, even as the train hurtles along down the track, the cart remains silent. It only starts filling with noise when the passengers begin to stir.
There isn't any indication on how you got here. No grogginess, no injuries -- in fact, those who arrive with injuries might find them healed up completely (of course there are others who won't be so lucky) -- but in one blink and the next, you are here, on this train. Maybe you're even sitting next to a friend. Maybe a stranger.
Won't be any time to talk either, the train suddenly slowing down with enough of a jerk to throw its passengers back into their seats. A few seconds later, it comes to a complete stop and with a whistle, the doors open and a voice calls from outside. It's male, with a slight mechanical twang behind it and anyone who looks out the window towards the station can just about spot the portly man out on the platform.
"You might as well come on out, folks. You won't be getting any answers on the train."
Once everyone is out on the platform, the man stands before them taking an assessing look at each person. There is something very off about him, though he looks human enough -- but his eyes are too white, his skin too dry, and his hair is doesn't shine quite right. He is dressed in a flannel shirt, suspenders, and jeans, a cowboy hat atop his head and a badge pinned to his shirt that reads "Sheriff". After a moment, he gives a gruff nod and speaks again.
"Howdy. Real happy to see all of you. Explanations will come... Sunday morning, yeah. Give y'all a bit of time to meet each other. Settle in. Keys are on the table over there, hat and pistol in your room. Don't, er... Don't shoot each other right away but if you do, my office is over there. Go get some dinner, sun's about to set. Wouldn't want any coyote trouble."
And that seems to be... it. The Sheriff tips his hat and turns to head to the building with the large "Sheriff" sign on the front. There is a table nearby, keys neatly laid out for everyone with nametags attached to each one. An owl hoots in the distance and a breeze passes through the group. It's quiet again.
Welcome to game start! Characters will find their items in their hotel rooms and anyone who goes to visit the Sheriff after he leaves will find the station empty. On top of that, rulebooks will not be available to find until later. The Sheriff might be forcing it a little but it seems like the intent here really is to get everyone to interact with each other. If there are any questions, PM or hit up the plurk at ![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico) robowest! |
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Noctis and Higekiri: 0
1000 years to have an insane amount of chill and doggy paddling, that counts as swimming, right? Logically, if the Saniwa let a bunch of swords on a beach trip, then there is some faith in their ability to not drown.
Still, when he surfaces and gets his "footing" back to tread water, he clings to the dock as something stable. ]
Haa... Hey, are you okay?
[ FFXV has lot of pretty, if not sometimes glitchy water, hopefully Noctis can swim too! ]
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either way, it seems like they both make it back okay.]
A little drenched, but it's not gonna melt me or anything.
[he might be a little irritated about it as he pulls himself up out of the water with some force... before just kind of flopping on the dock and messing with his hair a bit.]
Next time, don't lean in so close like that—that's just asking for trouble.
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I'm sorry.
[ Higekiri does feel pretty bad about this slip up, looking down and trying to wring the water out of his hair. It'll get its poof back with time, not sure if that works for JRPG hair though. ]
...Do you think that little building over there would have something to help us dry off?
[ He points to the fishing shack close to the lake. It might be taunting them in its shabby unobtrusiveness. ]
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but that doesn't really mean noct is all that interested in being drenched. he'd really, really prefer being dry. in any case, he looks over to where higekiri is pointing, giving his shoulders a shrug.]
No idea. Guess we won't know unless we look. It can hurt at this point. [the damage has been done already!]
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In the shed, they find... Fishing rods! Hooks and jigs too, but they're probably not in the mood for that. But there are some old towels, as it's a watering hole for swimming. They smell musty, but it could be worse! ]
Ahaha, I guess these won't do much for our clothes... choice but to head to the tailors?
[ He drapes the towel over his shoulders. ]
We found your fishing rods though! Whenever you want to do that later.
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[there's definitely a difference, because he can't magic this one into his hand, and it's definitely not of the same quality.
but hey, a rod's a rod. at least he'll be able to fish.
when he's dry.]
The clothes'll dry. Not like getting a little wet's gonna kill us. [it could be worse, but maybe too many nights of camping back home have numbed him to the priority of rectifying this immediately.]
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I feel lucky that I found my sword in the hotel... And that I forgot it back in my room.
[ RUST IS SCARY 0/10. As Higekiri tries get a bit more dry after deciding he can live with damp clothes like Noctis, he feels something near his calf and looks down. It is... very fluffy. ]
Is that dog mocking us?
[ In a way, because he was chosen instead of a fishing rod for mysterious purposes. ]
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[considering noct's without not just his fishing rod, but any of his weapons. if things get dicey... he doesn't exactly have a good line of defense outside of the provided pistol.
(which he does have stashed away, of course.)
either way, noct looks down and just:]
Nah, probably not. [too helpful to be mocking, he thinks.]
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[ He bends down to pet Umbra. If Noctis says he's a good dog, Hige will believe him! ]
He looks like a Shiba Inu... how cute.