exsiliumlogs | (no subject) (part 2)

Ahhhh, I see.

America really is lacking in that respect. What I'd give to be back in Japan~ [Even just for things like onsen. Or his neighborhood.]

Don't feel like that! Anyone would be glad to see a familiar face, wouldn't they? Though maybe not every familiar face... [He offers her a smile that seems sincere, and is certainly calm. The day he saw Phoenix or Medusa skulking around here was the day he quit. Not being able to escape the Phantom menace even here? Not happening.]

[He pats her shoulder as he moves around her, to look at things. Let's see here...

It's not unusual. [There were sometimes long stretches of time between each Angel attack. A peaceful period before the chaotic sorties.] The enemy... they need to prepare as well.

[He pauses as well in response.]

What the fuck do beesth have to do with anything? And no, they wouldn't.

Not that I know of. Kender tell stories of goatsucker birds that drink goat blood, but they're kender, so who knows if there's any truth to it.

[Kender. He grimaces slightly.]

I bet you're one of the few that doesn't mind the dismal weather and lack of sun in Exsilium.

[A: Maya's actually trying to contribute to the mission! By convincing people to vote.

Except, you know, she's a teenage girl. In New Mexico 1884. Who is going to listen to her? OBVIOUSLY SOMEONE DIDN'T THINK THIS CUNNING PLAN THROUGH. Who knows, though, if someone more technology proficient were to show her how to disguise herself with a holograph, then possibly she'd be a little more effective. But hey, feel to run into her, effective or not]

[B: Okay, who cares about the mission, Maya's on a mission on her own. An exploration mission mission! While wearing an oversized cowboy hat. This will end well. Yep.

If you're riding a horse, or wearing a (too big, flipping over her eyes) cowboy hat, or doing anything, don't be surprised if this small teenaged girl approaches you for no reason. Possibly getting excited if you're on horseback. Possibly bugging you with bad Western slang.

Good luck]

Well met, Collette. Do you do this often, polymorphing into a horse?

[There's no one else around, so he figures it's safe to talk, though he still keeps his voice fairly low just in case.]

[ things she will be 100% displeased about.

She rolls her eyes and looks up at him. ] I mentioned the 'not caring' part, right? [ Which is - well, it's total bullshit. If she didn't care, she wouldn't have crossed the street, she definitely wouldn't have risked using empathy, and she wouldn't be dragging him to the hotel she's in so that she could hydrate him and send him on his way. ] I'm not your real mom or your pretend mom.

I wasn't here for that. Was he the spy?

[ Caesar has a vague idea of what's gone on before his arrival, but that's it. Vague.

He sighs and stands up again, going over to rustle through their supplies and find their plates and tin forks and spoons or whatever they picked up from the store to eat with. Once he had those, it was another minute or two to divide dinner up between them. Miss Busy Coyote gets more on her plate, partly because of the effort with that log, but mostly because Caesar doesn't think he can stomach more beans than absolutely necessary...

Collette with find herself nudges in the side with a boot to get her up from tucking her face away, a plate held out for her. ]

Beans again. Enjoy.

That sounds like some kind of Mexican legend I've heard. A couple of the mainlanders were scared they would show up during the dry season.

Not the kender thing, but the goat thing.

[ He wasn't sure what a kender was but he was going to let the subject go for the moment. ]

It get boring but at least I can go outside during the daytime. I'm more use to sun and heat though.

[Nick will ride a horse for you. And he'll ride it backwards. He and his horse are mostly standing still when Maya approaches, though, so it's not that cool. They just got done with Nick clinging on for dear life while the horse galloped around, and now he's trying to keep himself sitting on the saddle while his horse drinks water.

But he pretends that's not true. He totally rode this horse backwards and he was Super Cool while it happened. He waves his stupid looking cowboy hat at Maya.]

Hey!

*Then she leaves.*

[Yosuke has never actually seen a horse up close until just now, but he's discovered quickly that they are fond of eating bits of bread and plants and apple and such. And that they slobber quite a bit, but they have noses like velvet and they make pleasant fond sounds when you give them something they like.

If you try to mount them, however, they aren't nearly as pleasant. And if you manage that first step, they're more likely to stand around farting defiantly at you and then buck you off when they get tired of that than they are to perform those ring dances or cool jumps that horses on TV always do.

It's a toss up on whether horses are on his shit list or his wish list, and it's distinctly possible that he fractured a vertebrate or something unpleasant already. He definitely has a black eye and a bruise the size of a house on his flank, and one of his toenails was nearly ripped off when he tried to free his trapped foot which a horse decided to stamp on earlier. Worse yet, no one on TV had ever thought to warn him that men were the likely inventors of saddles. And how.

But as soon as he spots a girl who must be around his own age or within a few years of it, he quickly lets go of where he's been cupping himself tenderly and tries out a flourishing tip of his hat for her.]

Howdy, miss.

[And Natsu raises a questioning eyebrow. Though the four hosrsemen bit does go a bit over his head. While Death aka the Reaper is mentioned in his world, there's nothing about four Horesemen]

Shouldn't you know that already? Being Death and all.

You just...remind me of a friend of mine. When he was upset, or just to relax, he used to like watching bees at work in their hives. I thought maybe you'd enjoy that too.

Show me?

[ She says, half-wary and half-curious. ]

Laurana is... more of a nickname; it is easier for humans to utter. My true, elven name is Lauralanthalasa.

[ She shakes her head. ]

I do not. I imagine your elven is very different from mine. I come from the land of Krynn, born and raised in the elf kingdom of Qualinesti. I am the daughter of the Speaker of the Suns and the princess of the Qualinesti elves. [ Well... technically. ]

[ Laurana takes a quiet step forward, righting Kang's stance. ]

You will get used to it.

[That makes two for "visibily confused"]

Starling...? [what] You're from Star City, last I checked. [She's not going to mention the current state of Star City. One thing at a time.] And there really aren't any other heroes? Not even Superman?

[She can't comprehend a lack of Clark.]

What actions would those be? [ She asks, genuinely curious. It sounds like a lot of things has happened; she wonders, idly, where she is when all of this happened. ]

[ His smile makes her chuckle, tucking a lock of hair behind a pointed ear. ]

I suppose it was. I distinctly remember being exhausted and inebriated for most of it, however.

[ Not that her exhaustion has lessened. The things that have plagued her then still do today; it's worse that she's never offered resolution or closure to any of them -- Sturm's death, Tanis and Kitiara, the War, all of it left unfinished. ]

Seventy years... that's quite a lot of time. Did the alliance ever work out? I have promised him aid as well, should we ever return to Krynn.

[Erza notes the height difference but assumes the girl is standing on a box or something. Her expression immediately becomes concerned; she was all to familiar with false cheer.]

Are you sleeping out here?

[Can't read it? Too bad Erza already was, didn't you notice her standing beside the bed Lucy?]

Natsu got into a fight?

Robin, the Teen Wonder. [ Delivered with a straight face and everything. But he takes the queue and stays back in the shadows. ]

Did you get here when everybody else did?

[Sorry Natsu, she can't hear you over the screams. She was in the process of repeatedly slapping one of her attackers when she did notice her pink haired friend.]

Natsu!

[Why are you just standing there?]

[Depite the chaos of the fight Erza was trying her best to avoid breaking anything beside human bones; Fairy Tail didn't need to rack up a bigger debt after all.

Erza kicked one of her attackers near the area where the king was sitting. Gilgamesh wouldn't have to worry about any cheap alcohol being spilled because one of the brawlers was in the process of stealing his expensive bottle of wine to use as a weapon.]

[Snaps a salute since angry erza is supreme commander of all life when not drunk.]

Aye sir!

[And there goes his image or more like up goes Erza's if she can put the fear in the town's newest trouble maker.]

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girl power

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Sorry this is late!

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Ahaha and so they meet :D

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