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comicallyheroic) wrote2014-02-12 06:48 pm
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.]
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Well isn't that a good thing? I mean, after Cell and all that, I think some quiet time would be good. It doesn't seem all that bad though, y'know, for a prison.
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[After all what does she remember of anything beyond fighting? Absolutely nothing. A penchant for fashion hardly fills the hours and she's restless.]
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[He remembers that much, that they'd basically just fought and then fought more and then the whole mess with Cell...]
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We weren't needed for more.
[And all the downtime now just gives her time to remember how much she doesn't remember.]
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And that's not right. You guys are entitled to have a life too.
[Honestly he figures that's why 17 killed Gero.]
Makes me kinda glad Gero's gone, treating people like that.
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[That raises the one big thing she's curious about when it comes to the man. She holds her tongue on it though as they enter the general clothing store.
No matter how curious she might be, there's one thing she notes when they enter: the racks are full of new things. Any questions on why this or why that must now be diverted for the sake of fashion.]
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[He follows her inside and starts looking around, picking up a few things. First and foremost is his uniform, followed by a jacket, a couple of polo shirts, and a couple of pairs of pants.]
I guess since this is prison, they don't charge us, do they?
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[Brb, gushing silently over this dress.]
At least they have good taste when they do restock.
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[He'll meander off and change, returning in a blue collared shirt with a jacket and some slacks. A bit more normal than the fighting uniform, but then...he's not Goku, he knows how to dress himself like a normal person.]
Do I look alright?
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Then she looks back to her own current selection.]
It's plain but it suits you.
[... That's a compliment? :|]
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[And he's realized that nobody looks good in a fedora.]
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[Come to think of it...]
I'm not really sensing many high power levels, you're right.
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[Not that she's bothered to, y'know, get to know any of them.]
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[By this point she's accepted more than one bag of her own and with both thrown over her shoulder, she's just leading the way out of the store without a second thought.]
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[He follows along, having gotten everything he needs.]
I guess I should go find them. I'll...see you around then? And call you on this journal thing soon?
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Do whatever you want.
[Though before she carries on like she nonchalantly doesn't care, she adds in a more serious tone.]
Be careful.
[And with that she turns and carries on her way. You're dismissed, Krillin.]
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[And he floats off to start exploring.]