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🌙 first moon | [video/action]
Such an odd realm.
[A sound of distaste leaves Tsukihito one he glances down to the strange device he found when he first awoke. It looked something like a black stone to him. The surface was smooth and shiny much like jade but dark as opal. He held onto this awkward contraption after meeting with the woman by the pier.
The woman in white explained meticulously how to work this alleged communicator but Tsukihito has yet to try.
That is until now.]
Ah? [In a sudden flash, there's a pair of crimson eyes peeking into the screen.] It seems to be...working.
[There's an awkward pause as the boy (wait, is it a boy? Such a child-like face) shifts the camera a little. Besides his face and the tall fox-like ears upon his head, there's not much to see here. However, an acute onlooker might be able to spot the Guardian Pagoda in the distance.
The youth is clearly in Fayren.]
Leaves blowing in the wind, a traveler lost in a city made of wood.
[A quiet sigh leaves him as he carelessly tosses the communicator away in a fit of silent rage. The device thankfully doesn't break from the fall but the screen is a tad scuffed up now.
It keeps recording but there's nothing else to see other than the darkening sky.]
[A sound of distaste leaves Tsukihito one he glances down to the strange device he found when he first awoke. It looked something like a black stone to him. The surface was smooth and shiny much like jade but dark as opal. He held onto this awkward contraption after meeting with the woman by the pier.
The woman in white explained meticulously how to work this alleged communicator but Tsukihito has yet to try.
That is until now.]
Ah? [In a sudden flash, there's a pair of crimson eyes peeking into the screen.] It seems to be...working.
[There's an awkward pause as the boy (wait, is it a boy? Such a child-like face) shifts the camera a little. Besides his face and the tall fox-like ears upon his head, there's not much to see here. However, an acute onlooker might be able to spot the Guardian Pagoda in the distance.
The youth is clearly in Fayren.]
Leaves blowing in the wind, a traveler lost in a city made of wood.
[A quiet sigh leaves him as he carelessly tosses the communicator away in a fit of silent rage. The device thankfully doesn't break from the fall but the screen is a tad scuffed up now.
It keeps recording but there's nothing else to see other than the darkening sky.]
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[And anyway being 976 years old, Abel doesn't think much of the divine powers. Praying helps, dealing his suppose limbo on the Earthly realm.
Better to lie, as Abel lives a lie too, but of a different nature. Better be polite, as for now, Abel has been polite and helpful to him, but pretty much a worthless human in the long run.]
Oh no need to apologize! Shinto...that's Japan, isn't? Ah, well, you're going find yourself in good company here, if you know where to look
[Abel never been to Japan, and he's recalling lost knowledge of his world's history from 900 years ago.]
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[Such an unusual man. Tsukihito is at a loss for words. This one here claims to be a priest but he seems not be completely devoted to the Gods. No, he seems more devoted to his own creed than to the Celestial Father.
A quiet sigh leaves the kitsune. He feels oddly obsolete now.]
To think that man can look to the stars and not seek out the heavens--[He thinks aloud in a quiet mumble.] I suppose I should know humility in a world so foreign.
[He closes his eyes briefly before opening them again.]
Nippon. [The kitsune quickly corrects. He doesn't know what this 'Japan' stuff is but he knows of Nippon.] Good company? What do you mean by that?
Is there others here hailing from my realm?
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Nippon...? [Okay, must been another name for Japan. The more you know!] All right. I admit, I forgot my history lessons. I came from the land of the west called England, though where I'm from, it's called Albion.
[There are plenty of mortals who don't believe in the higher forces of the celestial realm. Abel is devoted to the Father, but probably not the same definition of the Celestial Father in Tsukihito's perspective.]
I'm not sure. I wanted to ask, but most of them kept to themselves. A lot of them...don't like humans much.
And um, anyway, there's enough money in your box which is more than enough to spend a month in a nearby inn with a nice room. The key you have, it's for Genessia Commonspace where room is free for rent for one month, but the room is much smaller and quite cramp.
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[The kistune hails from a time period where entire known world was just Japan itself. He's ignorant of other cultures and the people hailing from these far off lands.]
I cannot say I'm particularly fond of humans either.
[
Ugh, the arrogance...]I find 'man' to be the most destructive beast in nature. Quite boorish and brutish with only a sliver of good in their hearts but I digress.
[He scrunches up his nose at the thought of living within a common space with others.]
The forest shall be my domain.