Who: Genos and Priss
What: The hardsuit melts, and Genos gets his first guitar lesson.
Where: Priss' hotel room.
When: The day after this.
Warnings: Nah.

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Priss stumbled into her hotel room under the burden of several guitar cases, and shut the door. She stayed standing there a while, staring at the change that had happened in her absence. And she was still at the door with guitar cases slung all about her when Genos knocked.

The Knight let him in without even looking away from what had caught her attention. The hardsuit was... a puddle. A big puddle of silvery-white goop that, judging by the smell, had already eaten through the carpet beneath it.

"Well," she said at length, "that's new."

[Smoker's not sure how much he believes any of this, it all could be an elaborate plot by one of the pirate emperors on one of their islands further on the Grand Line, though, he very much doubts any of them would be foolhardy enough to kidnap him, and still leave him a pair of seastone cuffs and his jitte. And if it was Kaidou, there's no way X Drake would leave Smoker running free and unhindered. But any of the Emperors usually felt most secure on their own islands, surrounded by their own people, so it could just be arrogance to sell the illusion. Still, whether fake or not, best to play along for now until he could prove otherwise.]

[And the best way to get information? Was to ask as bluntly as Smoker ever did. You'd be amazed at what pirates would give away if you just asked.]

Three things. [He holds up 3 fingers.] One, where can I get an endless supply of good cigars? [And he means good. And endless. He's smoking two at a time, they'll go quickly.] Secondly, what's the nearest bar? And thirdly, what is there for law enforcement or bounty hunting opportunities around here? [Because if he was kidnapped to play toy hunter for someone....]

[Might as well see what or who they wanted him to hunt, really.]

[And the idea that he might just be announcing to all the criminals that he was coming? Yeah, he knows, he prefers it that way.]

Attleton:

Amberdrake's office is here, listed both as a therapist's office and as a medical clinic.

Genessia City:

The kestra'chern doesn't just work out of his office, he does visit other cities to work as well. He's taking a break at the moment, seated on a bench in a park. Colorful birds flutter and hop over things in his vicinity, chattering away with each other.

Nova City:

Drake is not pleased to be in Nova City, but he's there on a house call. Characters can run into him on his way away from said house call:

xxxxxTaking the stairs down inside a posh skyscraper.

xxxxxEmerging from the building with obvious relief.

xxxxxWalking briskly for the archway back to sanity.

He looks out of place in his colorful garb with beads and feathers.

[ Micaiah can't say that she was used to this. Granted, the person in the projection she saw had turned out to be helpful enough that she had a basic understanding of what just happened. But there were still unanswered questions, namely why this place was abducting people, and why her specifically?

When the video turns on then, anyone looking would see Micaiah's solemn face. It seemed like she was making her mind up about something, before she gave a smile.]

Hello everyone. My name is Micaiah. I may not have come here of my free will, but while I'm here, I represent the Dawn Brigade.

I can't say that I'm not eager to get back home, considering how very recently my country gained its independence. Has anyone here heard the name of Daien? What about Tellius?

Either way, it seems I will be here for a good while. Where is a good place to stay? I am also hoping that I can provide some sort of service, whether that be through helping those in trouble, or gainful employment. I happen to be at least somewhat decent with light magic and healing, though there are other arts of magic that have interested me.

[ When others looked at her, she had to put on a brave face, as she was more or less a guiding light to the people of Daien, as well as the Dawn Brigade themselves. She hoped they were doing all right without her... but out here? She was a fresh face, and didn't know a soul. What would others think of her, she wondered. Having seen someone with hair whiter than hers while being much younger, she may not be among regular people anymore...]

[In front of the Schnee Company Nova Branch]

[Anastasia can be found walking around Nova City, dressed in a black Victorian-era gothic dress, topped with a hood and cape. For a girl of about 13 years of age dressed in such an old-style of dress in a technological marvel like Nova City was sure to turn a few heads. But what she was doing looking like she was on her way to a funeral was anyone's guess.

First, she stopped to look at the Schnee building where she took refuge when the barriers over Genessia and Everglade failed a year ago. This is where it essentially began for her. Those who pass her could see she is deeply upset about something.]

[Streets of Nova City]

[The young 13 year old girl in a black Victorian dress was walking slowly, sometimes staggering and stopping to rest. Those who encounter her walking by might be able to catch the weakness in her steps and perhaps even tears in her eyes. She was going in one direction heading towards a particular destination, towards the Planetarium.]

[Nova City Planetarium]

[Anastasia arrived at her destination, the planetarium where she and Sakura first got to know each other. Choosing not to acknowledge any other patrons at first, she slowly made her way to the night sky room where she picked a seat to settle in. She can't remember the exact seat from a year ago, so she merely picked the closest one she remembers. Or, at least convinced herself of that.

Putting her hood down, she glanced up towards the same glinting points of light she watched with Sakura a year ago. It was that moment when they became friends. A Princess of a desert kingdom and a princess of a snowy kingdom becoming friends. There was something poetic about it. Quietly, she would ask the memory of her departed friend a question.]

"...are you looking at the night sky too, Sakura?"

[Choose a location] -- Attleton or Genessia City

Thanks to Amberdrake, Sanzo is a "reluctant" secondary caretaker of a flock of ten, rainbow colored birds. They're the size of finches and ramble in disjointed sentences. They know how to listen to others if commands are directed at them, but would one know that right off the bat? They love to imitate the speech of others and annoy interesting strangers. Sanzo might have as few as two and as many as ten while he's walking about, being bored.

One of the birds might just take an interest in some stanger and try to play with their hair...

((OOC Warning: Don't be aggressive towards the birds unless you're after a fight.))