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I just came from back there, if that's what you mean. [Ollie sets his bag down to roll his shoulder. Whatever they did back at the Hold, they did wonders, but it was still difficult carrying his gear around like this.] Unless you mean if I'm from the future.

Standing there while the customer held his hand next to his head for a little bit might have been a little awkward. She maintained a polite smile, although her cheek turned somewhat to perhaps press an actual response from him. Not that she presumed her body language had effect, but the eventual words were nice.

His attitude as a customer was even nicer. Asami wasn't so experienced in customer service, and never did she imagine she would ever wait tables. Never would she volunteer for the position again, but people like Jake made it worth-while.

"Crazy night, huh? I'll go ahead and get that for you," she said with a lingering nod of her head. This customer became her first priority for both her tardiness and his politeness, and so she left and returned very quickly with his pint of water.

"So, are you ready for the upcoming election?"

[She relaxes too, now that there aren't any arrows pointing at her, though she makes sure to keep her hands where he can see them.]

Twenty. [A lie, but only by a few months.] I was trained by Black Canary.

[She knows for sure that Dinah should be operating back then, and she knows a little bit about her history with Ollie, enough to hope mentioning her name will earn Steph some credibility.]

What are you, my therapist?

[Asuka sniffs indignantly.]

That's exactly what I mean. [ A relief that she didn't have to find ways around the question, either. Inadvertently revealing to a native that she was from a different time probably would have been pretty awkward.

She scoots over enough to be in arm's length so that she can reach out to offer her hand. ]

I'm Asami, a fellow Transport. How's the mission treating you?

She was a little surprised to be called out, but she shrugged off the matter in favor of sympathy. She caught the sleepy body language. After shrugging off his former statement, she pulled out a chair for him at a nearby table.

"Tell me about it. Here, take a seat. I'll go ahead and grab you a hot cider."

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[ Hakuryuu's method may be a little bit different from the normality of getting people's attention. Due to his high uprising and the fact that yes, he was a prince, things were a little more formal.

The moment the couple stopped to hear his words, the boy gracefully ducked his head in a small bow. Hands clenched in a tight fist over one another. He had addressed them firmly; giving a direct reply to his mission here, and also being sure to advise them about their votes.

Which... may or may not have scared them off. However, at least he was able to get his message across!

It wasn't until afterwards that he caught sight of the female beside him. Eyes rising with curiosity. ]

... Excuse me, are you from this land or another?

Her face lit up along with the palm of his hand in genuine excitement for this revelation. She had never seen a head of red in her world, but given certain similarities between the times and universes around here she wouldn't have been surprised if bending was a cross-world skill.

"Wow, so you're actually a firebender! You were right, that is way more helpful than a lantern. You have no idea how grateful I am."

Asami would have elicited the help of Mako or Korra to keep the group warm out in the wilderness, but Mako's arrival wasn't so long ago. She wanted to give them a chance to cope through his arrival and the mission together, and in the meantime independence served her well. Addressing them later wasn't going to be awkward or difficult if there was just enough time of space.

Axel's coming along was nothing short of a gift. Her hands were already raised near the small hint of flame.

If you want to think of me that way, you can, but I'm just asking. [he chuckles. At least she's interesting to talk to.] Are you just avoiding my question?

... What, like your room?

Maybe I just don't want to talk about it!

[She leans back in her chair with a 'hmmph'.]

[Where everyone else is worried about the mission before them, Elrond is focused on one thing, namely feeding the hobbits he knows of that are here.

Seriously it's a full time job.

So chances are he's arranging for food for the hobbits, or attempting to blend in when people give him odd looks. The long hair and ears are something of an oddity among the towns people so he does try his best to hide at least his ears.

When he's not doing that there is a good chance he's looking at horses or otherwise exploring town away from any particularly loud noises. It's dry and hot but nothing he's being particularly worried about throughout the week as he worries about other things.]

[He sighs and leans back in his chair, too.] You aren't telling me because you're ashamed of the answer.

What—? [ His speed is absolutely startling. His sudden disappearance elicits a gasp as the electric bolt strikes a cactus behind him, leaving behind a bright chalky streak where it's fried. She drops her bundle while searching for him, and her attention snaps to him when he lands.

For a moment, she stands speechless, attempting to recount what in the world just happened and how she could've missed. Attempting to strike the same way now could get the man behind Claire electrocuted.

She tries a different approach. Pointing her glove in a random direction at the sky, she instead attempts to draw attention with a series of strikes that create a blue glow. Her grimace is all Claire needs to see to know she isn't going to up and ditch the poor guy anytime soon. ]

( oh dear. Madoka simply stares forward for a moment, trying to find her words before they manage to come out in a small stutter. )

About... about the election!

I'm not ashamed of anything!

[Asuka's on her feet, fingers splayed out over the table, yelling at him and probably drawing a few stares.]

There's an inn over there; it's not far.

[Isaac nods over at one of the better appointed buildings. He's smiling more now, pleased that there won't be resistance. He couldn't do much if there was.]

There's room to rest there, and I'm happy to pay the fee. I doubt I'll be spending much of the Initiative's money otherwise.

[There's another brief pause. His nose would help him make educated guesses for a lot of things, but better to ask straight out.]

How badly are you injured and have you been treated at all?

[ He nods. ]

Kitrites, after all, are diurnal.

[Kaworu looks up at her, looking mildly perplexed by her reaction.]

But it's fine, Soryu-san. I don't really care what the answer is, even if it's something you think you I won't like. It's as I told you, there's nothing wrong with it. I'm just asking.

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It makes me feel fine.

[It makes her feel good. It makes her feel vindicated for a little while.

At least until later. Then the hollow feeling comes back.]

[Her ears are pressed close to her head, but her tail swished back and forth.]

There's some shade over there and I can probably get you something to drink!

[And this is so embarrassing to offer to a stranger, but he was stumbling and she's not sure he can make it to a shaded bench outside one of the saloons. She doesn't want him to fall and get hurt!]

And... Um, you could lean on my back a little if you needed.

[Kaworu looks down at the table thoughtfully. That answer was vague.]

Fine, meaning... good? Normal? Whole again...?

Well, I didn't just talk to someone. I made sure all of my words are carefully crafted to include nicely-worded phrases about this Moony guy.

[A slight pursing of her lips.]

I even had to improvise on the spot through making up stories.

[She's smiling now, though she makes no moves to get back down close enough to pet him. She already almost slipped once.]

I guess that's cat for I had everything under control? You're such a lovely kitty; I wonder if you're somebody's pet.

[She's musing, talking to herself as much as the cat in front of her.]

I get that.

[He snaps that and immediately goes apologetic with a mumbled sorry.]

And I've been trying not to, dammit, but why the hell send us when all these pricks are gonna do is make trouble?

[But he is gathering his things and making to leave while saying that. He's done with trying to do this crap mission for today.]

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