genessia | (no subject)

WHO: Christian Nolan and OPEN
WHEN: 6/9
WHERE: Near the bay area, heading toward the city.
WHAT: His arrival here on Genessia, is it but just a dream?

The feeling of a well rest had been in good measure with all of the patrolling, all of the fighting and everything that could possibly go wrong for his friends. Christian hadn’t expected the sound of water lapping against something metal. He woke with a start, rocking the cocoon, if it hadn’t been against the rocks he would have rolled it over. His teal eyes widen at the sight before him and his lips part slowly to exhale. At first, he believed that it had been just a dream. It didn’t help that a lot of his dreams recently have been realistic. That had been all due to the fact of finding out that he reincarnates and he was re-living every single one of his memories through his dreams. The assassin still didn’t quite believe them or that were even true. He slowly climbs out of the metal cocoon and realizes the weight around his neck. The white box surprised him, this usually didn’t happen in any of his dreams. As he opens it to gather the contents of the box, he realized there would be no waking up from this dream, he was already awake. This was a reality that he would be in. For how long, he didn’t know.

Christian runs a hand through his short crimson hair, surely the longer he stayed the original color would be coming back. He wasn’t even sure if he would be able to dye it again. Not that, that mattered right now. How was he going to get back to Arcova? How was he going to be able to get back to his friends? More importantly, how would he get back to Renza? His lips pressed tightly, eyebrows furrowed in determination. There had to be a way, right? He looked at the red bills as well as the necklace. He slowly ties the necklace around his neck and hides it within his black and teal assassin robes. He stuffs the bills into one of his pouches and for now he leaves down the hood to his robes as he walks along the path to one of the entrances. The white lights around the cave seemed pretty and gave off an earthly glow. It reminded him of something Conor had told him. Conor could see yellow balls of light, which he would explain were spirits. Christian wondered if they glowed similarly to the white light along the cavern. The sound of the water seemed almost relaxing and at first he almost thought about camping out here. However, in order to survive he would need to get into the city mentioned. Maybe, maybe he wasn’t alone and there would be others. Perhaps, he would be able to find information or get it from among whomever was here.

“I want to wake up… but why can’t I? Is this really real? Or am I stuck in some twisted dream sequence.” He muttered softly to himself as he exits one of the twelve entrances. Christian looks around and notices a stand, walking over to it he grabs one of the fliers, reading over it. He would look for this Harry Dresden later. A wizard, though, only meant he would need to be careful. If he’s anything like Dorian, he would need to be prepared for whatever might happen. If he couldn’t find the wizard, he would at least try finding whoever else was stuck living within the city. Christian wouldn’t necessarily trust anyone, even with stuff given for free. There could be something else hidden, something dangerous. Even then, he has been through a lot and he would be able to handle it.

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Christian did know that he would have to find a job eventually. The money in his pocket wouldn't be enough and when he lived in Arcova he was by himself. In a safe house that was small enough for him and Flynn, his trusty Golden Retriever. He knew that he would miss his furry companion but he could try to at least get used to Genessia. The assassin tilts his head a little, staring at the other man. Routines kept people in check at times. He knew way too many people that stuck to routines so well that he could trail them.

"Yeah. That's normal every day to day stuff. It may require a boring job or other people find other means to live." He shrugs a little bit. Christian had done many thievings back then. Stealing pretty items that he in return would sell dressed as a traveling merchant. Sometimes they would sell nicely and other times he wasn't so lucky. However, living two lives wasn't difficult for him. He could try to figure out how to be normal and perhaps still be able to go around as assassin or thief. The man chuckles a little at the fitting in. "Do we actually fit in? What do you do?" He nods finally to the sword on the other man's back. Christian isn't fearful of it but he knows that he's gained experienced with swordsman. There was a time when he didn't do so well against them and there's a scar to prove just that.

"But there are always other ways. Other ways which need not follow such mundane activities. Then again, it's always essential to keep busy. After all, idle hands are the devil's playground, yes?", he said smirking a bit.

Kira noticed the other man stare at his sword and Kira just gave him a big smile in return. "As of the moment, I am aiding an acquaintance in setting up a business.", he said plainly. "Aside from that, I try my best to watch over people and their interest", he said with another smile. There was no need to be specific. Let the other man interpret that as he will.

"I believe you'll need a house to stay in first, yes? I'd also need to learn of your trade skills if you have any", he said amicably. This person in front of Kira was someone special. He knew there was something that made him tick, and he was hell bent on using that to his advantage.

Christian wondered why the man hadn't really asked about his robes. He wasn't really in his merchant garb and he was in his assassin robes. Maybe he could after all pull off the whole travel merchant act with this man. He thought over at he could say to Kira. The truth? Some of the truth mixed with a lie. Christian furrowed his eyebrows a little. He smiled at the other man at the idle hands comment. "I know someone who would say the same thing. He always spends his time reading books or making potions. I guess it's really whatever hobby you pick up to do."

He tilts his head to the left a little as he hears the other's answer. Christian knew all about watching someone else's interest. He worked for a businessman. A club owner in a way. He would be his bodyguard and also work his books as an accountant. That job alone had kept him pretty busy up until his friend, the businessman, portrayed him by almost hurting their friend. Christian went back to the old business of thieving eventually going to assassinating.

"I would need a house to stay in. I'm not quite sure how that works here in Genessia. Back in Arcova I stayed in a small home with two floors." He used it as a safe house. No one really knew that he lived there besides for a few friends. Christian gives a shrug. "I played bodyguard for a businessman as well as accountant."

He didn't need to ask about the robes. Not that many people would walk so openly in robes in this day in time. Nor would people of old preferred such garments. It always went down to whether that person is hiding a bigger weapon or something even more threatening. "Indeed. It's all about what fascinates you", he said nodding at the other man. After all, he did enjoy watching people be fascinated by war, death, and other sacrilegious endeavors for so many centuries.

"If that is the case, I'm sure you'd find employment quickly. There's an employment office with all the new openings available for you to choose from. Aside from this, you have the money from when you woke up. I'm sure finding a house shouldn't be a problem. The question is, what sort of house you'd want to live in and what kind of environment you desire", he said cheekily.