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logsinthenight2020-01-18 05:15 pm
arsarcanum) wrote in logsinthenight2020-01-18 05:15 pm
we jumpin! we poppin! we joppin!
characters: Sora, Mewtwo, Link, Carmilla, and you!
location: Various locations around Beacon and the Landmark hotel!
date/time: January 10, then 13-20-ish! Activity for the end of the blizzard, the yarn bomb, and a tiiiny bit through the Lights Off event (Sora will NOT be affected by the lantern effects in this post unless specifically requested! It's going to be one day of the illusion of normalcy :))
content: Sora continues to make friends! Get his hands dirty! Settle in at the Landmark! Stay busy so he doesn't think about things! (Will match tag format!)
warnings: Moderately low self-esteem and identity stuff, but nothing above a pg-13 rating!
[ A ]: Armory; Closed to Mewtwo
The soldier told him to leave the giant psychic cat alone, so he's going to! Seriously! He doesn't want to infringe on their space, especially if it's been through the same kind of life that the soldier has, so he's been dutifully going to the armory, going right down the steps, moving through the knife forms that the soldier had taught him followed by some unaided magic practice (because there's no telling if his cybernetics will always be there to help him aim), then leaving again without searching too much of the area. The routine has been good for him, helped him keep his mind off things.
But. He does hang back every so often to see if a giant fluffy tail suddenly whisks out of view. Or if an ear pops out from behind a display. Okay, so he doesn't want to disturb the cat, but he does still want to see if it would be open to being friends. He and the soldier started clicking pretty quickly, after all. He doesn't see why or how being a cat in a similar situation would make much of a difference.
So there he is, in the basement of the armory, going through the motions of the knife forms slowly, then quickly. He keeps messing it up, having to go back to the beginning of the drill. It's a bit annoying how he can't pick up things as easily as... others can, but he's doing his best. He's also not paying much attention to whoever might be around him, large cat or otherwise.
[ B ]: Miner's Castle #3, Bathroom; Closed to Link
After the meal on the 10th, he excuses himself to go use the bathroom. (Seriously, the soldier gets the bathroom all to themselves? To be honest, he has half a mind to make them share with him if only so their karma balances itself out.)
He opens up the bathroom door, all ready to go, when he stops dead. Uh. Those are certainly a lot of blankets in the tub. Did they adopt a pet? Wait, there aren't any animals in Beacon, are there? Is there someone else camping out here, besides Duster on the couch? Man, they really have a thing for strays, don't they?
Sora will furtively move forward, not wanting to disturb what's in the tub. Or who's in the tub. His bladder is forgotten by now; he just wants to know who this is.
[ C ]: Moving between Beacon's public library and the Landmark; Open
The walk between Beacon and the Landmark takes a few hours, but he figures that he's gotta walk it sometime if he's going to get moved into his new digs. So that's what he's doing! This is one of two trips he's taking between the two locations; on one, he's carrying a cot over his shoulder and a backpack, and during the second he's carrying just a backpack. Not much to carry if he's only been here a couple of weeks or so.
He already thinks he might regret the distance from so many of his new friends - the separation from Hana, the Librarian, and the inhabitants of Miner's Castle #3 is going to be the worst, he can already tell - but the promise of being able to become neighbors with some new friends, Rhys and Carmilla included, isn't a terrible exchange. You can't be too far from your friends if they're always in your heart, after all.
One will notice that he's not taking a bike during either of his trips. This is because he does not know that they exist. Oops.
It's a pretty long walk. It might be better with some company? Or at the very least, if there are two people on the road at the same time, it's kind of awkward to not at least say hello. Sora, at least, is very good at saying hello.
[ D ]: The Landmark; Closed to Carmilla, somewhat open
He wasn't sure who is living in the penthouse suite, but they went gone ahead and ordered chintzy decorations for their door - little balloons twisted into bats hovering over the copious lack of a welcome mat. He isn't really sure if they're supposed to like, have an aesthetic? But after he figures out that Carmilla's living there, he's decided that they're cute, no matter what their intended aesthetic was supposed to be.
So. He can fly, and he can jump up really high and float where he's hovering, and the concierge very kindly let him borrow a permanent marker as long as he promises to give it back (he will!). So there he is, hovering by the door of the penthouse suite, drawing a little fangy smile onto each and every balloon. Is this sabotage? Vandalism? Defacement of private property? Yes. Sora is living life on the edge.
[ E ]: The Invincible's Tavern; Open
Sora's got two things lined up in front of him as he sits at the bar at the tavern, ocarina up to his mouth as he busts out those spirit-communication blues; one is a line of orange slices on a plate with a few whole oranges sitting next to them for good measure, and the other is his tablet, open to the spirit communication guide Daylight posted a week ago.
He seems to be wanting to communicate something specific, in the spirits' language, to them, but every time he tries he gets the equivalent of sniffed at and ignored. After a moment, he puts down the ocarina and puts his chin down on the counter. He sighs deeply. He is SO put out.
"C'mon. It was one glass." Ignored. The spirits go on doing what they do; mixing drinks for other people. Mixing drinks for the people around him, actually. He turns to the nearest person in the room, looking distraught. "Am I doing something wrong? I don't know if it's the ocarina or if it's me."
[ F ]: The Invincible's kitchen; Open
This one's a pretty simple task, but there are a looot of moving parts to cabbage rolls, apparently, and Sora would like to get all of them right. He might be taking up an appreciable amount of kitchen space as he boils heads of cabbage and combines the filling. (The recipe is kosher! Always thinking of you, Midge Maisel.)
He either needs to get past you for something in the pantry - that is a whole seven or eight spices on this recipe, he's forgotten one for sure - or he is very, very obviously struggling with the "rolling up the rolls" step of the instructions. He's made twice as many leaves as the recipe requires because he knew that this step would be, hm, difficult! But he's bombed three of them so far and he's starting to look a bit frustrated. He thought he knew his own strength, but apparently not!
"Hey, are you any good at like..." He scrunches up his nose and makes a rolling gesture with his hands. "Rolling? Things? Can you help me?" Please tell him you have sushi roll experience or something. He is bamboozled.
[ G ]: Yarn Bombed locations; Open
Sora's been out all day, dashing around here and there to look for something extremely specific! He's been up trees and on top of buildings, basically a cartoon as he crawls all over the yarnbombed place to look for something, uh, extremely specific? He's already got a couple of things under his elbows - a few scarves, a hat, and a sweater - but there is one last thing that he needs. One last thing!
If you're here just to spectate, spectate away, If it's the end of the day, though, apparently you have it. Whatever it is is pink and blue, and Sora needs it. Sora will come up, full of hope, and say, without any preamble, "Hi! So, is there any way I could trade you for that?"
location: Various locations around Beacon and the Landmark hotel!
date/time: January 10, then 13-20-ish! Activity for the end of the blizzard, the yarn bomb, and a tiiiny bit through the Lights Off event (Sora will NOT be affected by the lantern effects in this post unless specifically requested! It's going to be one day of the illusion of normalcy :))
content: Sora continues to make friends! Get his hands dirty! Settle in at the Landmark! Stay busy so he doesn't think about things! (Will match tag format!)
warnings: Moderately low self-esteem and identity stuff, but nothing above a pg-13 rating!
[ A ]: Armory; Closed to Mewtwo
The soldier told him to leave the giant psychic cat alone, so he's going to! Seriously! He doesn't want to infringe on their space, especially if it's been through the same kind of life that the soldier has, so he's been dutifully going to the armory, going right down the steps, moving through the knife forms that the soldier had taught him followed by some unaided magic practice (because there's no telling if his cybernetics will always be there to help him aim), then leaving again without searching too much of the area. The routine has been good for him, helped him keep his mind off things.
But. He does hang back every so often to see if a giant fluffy tail suddenly whisks out of view. Or if an ear pops out from behind a display. Okay, so he doesn't want to disturb the cat, but he does still want to see if it would be open to being friends. He and the soldier started clicking pretty quickly, after all. He doesn't see why or how being a cat in a similar situation would make much of a difference.
So there he is, in the basement of the armory, going through the motions of the knife forms slowly, then quickly. He keeps messing it up, having to go back to the beginning of the drill. It's a bit annoying how he can't pick up things as easily as... others can, but he's doing his best. He's also not paying much attention to whoever might be around him, large cat or otherwise.
[ B ]: Miner's Castle #3, Bathroom; Closed to Link
After the meal on the 10th, he excuses himself to go use the bathroom. (Seriously, the soldier gets the bathroom all to themselves? To be honest, he has half a mind to make them share with him if only so their karma balances itself out.)
He opens up the bathroom door, all ready to go, when he stops dead. Uh. Those are certainly a lot of blankets in the tub. Did they adopt a pet? Wait, there aren't any animals in Beacon, are there? Is there someone else camping out here, besides Duster on the couch? Man, they really have a thing for strays, don't they?
Sora will furtively move forward, not wanting to disturb what's in the tub. Or who's in the tub. His bladder is forgotten by now; he just wants to know who this is.
[ C ]: Moving between Beacon's public library and the Landmark; Open
The walk between Beacon and the Landmark takes a few hours, but he figures that he's gotta walk it sometime if he's going to get moved into his new digs. So that's what he's doing! This is one of two trips he's taking between the two locations; on one, he's carrying a cot over his shoulder and a backpack, and during the second he's carrying just a backpack. Not much to carry if he's only been here a couple of weeks or so.
He already thinks he might regret the distance from so many of his new friends - the separation from Hana, the Librarian, and the inhabitants of Miner's Castle #3 is going to be the worst, he can already tell - but the promise of being able to become neighbors with some new friends, Rhys and Carmilla included, isn't a terrible exchange. You can't be too far from your friends if they're always in your heart, after all.
One will notice that he's not taking a bike during either of his trips. This is because he does not know that they exist. Oops.
It's a pretty long walk. It might be better with some company? Or at the very least, if there are two people on the road at the same time, it's kind of awkward to not at least say hello. Sora, at least, is very good at saying hello.
[ D ]: The Landmark; Closed to Carmilla, somewhat open
He wasn't sure who is living in the penthouse suite, but they went gone ahead and ordered chintzy decorations for their door - little balloons twisted into bats hovering over the copious lack of a welcome mat. He isn't really sure if they're supposed to like, have an aesthetic? But after he figures out that Carmilla's living there, he's decided that they're cute, no matter what their intended aesthetic was supposed to be.
So. He can fly, and he can jump up really high and float where he's hovering, and the concierge very kindly let him borrow a permanent marker as long as he promises to give it back (he will!). So there he is, hovering by the door of the penthouse suite, drawing a little fangy smile onto each and every balloon. Is this sabotage? Vandalism? Defacement of private property? Yes. Sora is living life on the edge.
[ E ]: The Invincible's Tavern; Open
Sora's got two things lined up in front of him as he sits at the bar at the tavern, ocarina up to his mouth as he busts out those spirit-communication blues; one is a line of orange slices on a plate with a few whole oranges sitting next to them for good measure, and the other is his tablet, open to the spirit communication guide Daylight posted a week ago.
He seems to be wanting to communicate something specific, in the spirits' language, to them, but every time he tries he gets the equivalent of sniffed at and ignored. After a moment, he puts down the ocarina and puts his chin down on the counter. He sighs deeply. He is SO put out.
"C'mon. It was one glass." Ignored. The spirits go on doing what they do; mixing drinks for other people. Mixing drinks for the people around him, actually. He turns to the nearest person in the room, looking distraught. "Am I doing something wrong? I don't know if it's the ocarina or if it's me."
[ F ]: The Invincible's kitchen; Open
This one's a pretty simple task, but there are a looot of moving parts to cabbage rolls, apparently, and Sora would like to get all of them right. He might be taking up an appreciable amount of kitchen space as he boils heads of cabbage and combines the filling. (The recipe is kosher! Always thinking of you, Midge Maisel.)
He either needs to get past you for something in the pantry - that is a whole seven or eight spices on this recipe, he's forgotten one for sure - or he is very, very obviously struggling with the "rolling up the rolls" step of the instructions. He's made twice as many leaves as the recipe requires because he knew that this step would be, hm, difficult! But he's bombed three of them so far and he's starting to look a bit frustrated. He thought he knew his own strength, but apparently not!
"Hey, are you any good at like..." He scrunches up his nose and makes a rolling gesture with his hands. "Rolling? Things? Can you help me?" Please tell him you have sushi roll experience or something. He is bamboozled.
[ G ]: Yarn Bombed locations; Open
Sora's been out all day, dashing around here and there to look for something extremely specific! He's been up trees and on top of buildings, basically a cartoon as he crawls all over the yarnbombed place to look for something, uh, extremely specific? He's already got a couple of things under his elbows - a few scarves, a hat, and a sweater - but there is one last thing that he needs. One last thing!
If you're here just to spectate, spectate away, If it's the end of the day, though, apparently you have it. Whatever it is is pink and blue, and Sora needs it. Sora will come up, full of hope, and say, without any preamble, "Hi! So, is there any way I could trade you for that?"
A. Arrives a month late with starbucks oh god i'm so sorry
So, of course, it realized too little, too late that it's a place for training as well as for holding weapons. Pride keeps it from leaving. It just finds places to hide and avoid anyone who comes in... But it observes.
And it's been observing this boy long enough that it eventually, hidden among the displays, speaks into Sora's mind. "Your stances are off."
It spent several months being a Pokemon trainer. Perhaps that's not comparable to human knife fighting, but it would like to think strategy is universal. "Your opponent would easily unbalance you if you used those moves."
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At that second intrusion, he, uh, does drop the knife in surprise. Hey, the soldier may have taught him to keep his cool, but it's not like he's quick on the uptakes.
It clatters to the floor, and Sora slaps both hands against his face. "Augh." He then looks into the darkness, not picking up his lantern just yet. (Did that voice come from outside his head or inside?)
"Hello? Hi!" He scrunches up his face. "Where are you? Also, hey! I'm trying!" For all that's doing. He's determined to get there, though!
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It helps when it doesn't speak from the shadows, so it steps out, tail twitching slightly as its lantern creaks in time with the movement due to being gingerly tied to the tip.
"Here. You should be better aware of your surroundings, as well."
That actually is followed up by a psychic chuckle.
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Pause. A gray psychic cat. Sora's very first encounter with a gray psychic cat.
His eyes, keyhole pupils blown large in the dark, will suddenly blank into the middle distance, fallen knife and sudden guest temporarily whisked away as his mind empties to receive the memory of... well, a smaller, but still very gray and psychic cat. Oh. That's who that voice belonged to!
This may be a very awkward pause, but if Mewtwo doesn't recognize the face of someone whose mind just adjusted to fit more memories, it could probably be just chalked up to shock. Either way, Sora will shake himself out of it after a few seconds, then look at this cat down and up. The soldier was not kidding about the giant part.
"Hi," he says, almost shy. He didn't actually expect for this to happen. "The soldier always tells me that, uh, I need to practice that. Paying attention."
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"So you know the Soldier as well." Mewtwo drops down onto the floor, less cautious now. It never believed this child could be a threat, but knowing the Soldier vouches for it is... comforting. "He is correct. A lack of caution can mean certain defeat."
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"The soldier said that you were in the same position they were a long time ago." Sora pauses. "Does that mean you don't have a name either? I mean, that's okay! I don't think I have one either. I just want to know how to talk to you."
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Why explain this simply when you can be psychically long-winded. Maybe if it spoke instead of literally thought out loud, it would learn to be concise.
"For what reason were you not given a name?" Mewtwo tilts its head. "You appear human, but so does the soldier. It is perhaps your circumstances that differ."
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Sora gets about this far in his understanding (literally, fingers out, trying to keep track of all of the points Mewtwo just threw out there, it's not great) when he registers that Mewtwo asked him a question. He shakes himself! "Wha-? Oh, um, my name? I, uh." Sora shakes his head. "Stuff happened. So you are a Mewtwo, and want to be called Mewtwo? Sorry, I'm gonna circle back, I'm just kinda stuck on your name right now."
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"Do humans usually enjoy complicating something so simple?"
That's not an answer, but good news, Sora! You amused it.
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"Do you think I'm making it complicated?" Sora looks at his fingers, both outstretched and curled, then furrows his brow. "Uh, so, how do I uncomplicate it? I mean, I could just call you Mewtwo and that'd be okay, but then I'd feel bad that I didn't understand try to understand why, especially when you just told me why! I wanna get things right the first time around."
Which is kind of rich when it's taking him third and fourth and fifth passes to get it all straight, but he's trying his best to be good and listen well.
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In the five minutes it's been standing here watching Sora trip over himself, it has considered wondering if allowing him to just call him whatever name he chooses would make it easier, but the idea is perplexing and uncomfortable.
"It is odd. You remind me of someone."
That's because shounens shop at the same GAP, Mewtwo.
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"Really? You think?" Sora thinks about this for a moment. He'd say that he's only Sora he knows, but he knows better than that by now. There are always more Soras. "Maybe I just got one of those faces. Who were you thinking about?"
... And if this is looking like a discussion, Sora may sidle over to grab one of the folding chairs at the back of the gallery. He will gesture toward them, looking over at Mewtwo questioningly. "Hey, you wanna sit too?" He'll grab them both a chair if they're so willing!