Krillin (
comicallyheroic) wrote2014-02-12 06:48 pm
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1st Chestnut: Arrival [Action/Voice]
Action/Voice
[People who happen to be making use of the Hot Springs might take note that there's a stranger in their midst. A short, bald man with six little dots on his forehead is laying down and sleeping on one of the deck-chairs near the edge of the tub. He's dressed, at least, but that doesn't change the fact that he's just there, dozing away with a journal for a pillow. Occasionally he lets out a little sigh of contentment, mumbling to himself in his sleep and seemingly oblivious to the world around him.
After a while, he does wake up though, and looks around, completely lost. In his flailing he notices the journal he's been laying on and grabs it up.]
Huh? What...? Well how the heck did I end up in a hot spring? And...what's with this thing? Oh man I hope that blinking light doesn't mean it's gonna explode or something. That'd be just my luck...
[There's the sound of random buttons being pressed and the picture flickers a few times before Krillin realizes that the blinking light means that it is, in fact, recording. He sounds immediately apologetic, and just starts speaking normally, if somewhat formally.]
Uh...sorry about that. My name's Krillin and ah-hehehe I don't know who's Capsulepad this is, but I found it and I wanna return it. The book model is really cool, I didn't even know they made them, but I'm not a thief. If you can hear this, then let me know where you are and I'll return it right away. Only, I guess it'd be great if you could give me some directions too.
[Later, after he's finally departed and begun to poke around his new surroundings, Krillin makes a beeline for town, whizzing along through the chilly air and cursing his luck. It's cold, and his clothes are freaking gone, and he of course missed the teleporter. Once he finds and swipes some clothes, he'll start poking his head around trying to find out where he can get some food and more information. So, expect him to turn up in the Item Shop, Bakery, and Welcome Center.]
[OOC: Please feel free to break time on the action portions of the thread! It's more fun that way.]
[People who happen to be making use of the Hot Springs might take note that there's a stranger in their midst. A short, bald man with six little dots on his forehead is laying down and sleeping on one of the deck-chairs near the edge of the tub. He's dressed, at least, but that doesn't change the fact that he's just there, dozing away with a journal for a pillow. Occasionally he lets out a little sigh of contentment, mumbling to himself in his sleep and seemingly oblivious to the world around him.
After a while, he does wake up though, and looks around, completely lost. In his flailing he notices the journal he's been laying on and grabs it up.]
Huh? What...? Well how the heck did I end up in a hot spring? And...what's with this thing? Oh man I hope that blinking light doesn't mean it's gonna explode or something. That'd be just my luck...
[There's the sound of random buttons being pressed and the picture flickers a few times before Krillin realizes that the blinking light means that it is, in fact, recording. He sounds immediately apologetic, and just starts speaking normally, if somewhat formally.]
Uh...sorry about that. My name's Krillin and ah-hehehe I don't know who's Capsulepad this is, but I found it and I wanna return it. The book model is really cool, I didn't even know they made them, but I'm not a thief. If you can hear this, then let me know where you are and I'll return it right away. Only, I guess it'd be great if you could give me some directions too.
[Later, after he's finally departed and begun to poke around his new surroundings, Krillin makes a beeline for town, whizzing along through the chilly air and cursing his luck. It's cold, and his clothes are freaking gone, and he of course missed the teleporter. Once he finds and swipes some clothes, he'll start poking his head around trying to find out where he can get some food and more information. So, expect him to turn up in the Item Shop, Bakery, and Welcome Center.]
[OOC: Please feel free to break time on the action portions of the thread! It's more fun that way.]
More account misfire sob....
[Surprise surprise. Forget Trunks
she's not too fond of him anywaybut he knows the prince? Huh...Wait, he said something else - about worrying about their enemies. She frowns, shaking her head - not that Krillin can see it.]
I am not so worried. I can hold my own, and I have no intent to abandon my work for the missions outside the walls - there would be no one to forge new weaponry should I leave it.
s'ok
[He laughs nervously]
He's not the nicest guy, but yeah, I've known him a long time too. We've fought together against Frieza and Cell and a few other really bad guys.
[Android 19 and 20 spring to mind.]
And you're the blacksmith huh? That sounds like it must be hard work. What sorta stuff do you make? Swords and knives and stuff?
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[Big sigh, because that reminds her that she still has to work on a new sword...]
I can also do repairs and general works however, such as horseshoes or bolts to hold together carts.
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[Because if it's not...]
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[She splashes at the water, glancing down at it rather than the partition. That just seems so foreign to her...]
I have been at work since I was quite young, but I suppose it is not that way for everyone.
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[Times may have changed, but she at least knows to recognize a 'temple' as a kind of church, it only made sense that the man would be a monk...]
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[So he doesn't even know why? That seems off... Even soldiers were given a reason, and she hasn't even gotten something as simple as enjoyment out of him... Hm.]
For what reason do you train and fight?
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I am glad to hear it.
[A beat, and she looks up at the wall - curious, more than anything.]
Is flying something a lot of people can do in your world?
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Yeah, actually. Well...most of my friends can. Anyone who learns to manipulate their ki can fly, really.
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[And suddenly she's a bit more invested in the conversation. In fact, it's just a little too obvious that she's hanging on his every word right now.]
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