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[He can only keep to himself for so long. Ranulf appears on screen already throwing one of those weird dolls as far as he can before turning is attention back to the screen.]

I'm not sure which God someone pissed off today, but how is everyone faring? Is this happening elsewhere as well?

[Just as the doll landed on his head with a squeaky belly flop. Ranulf yanks it off and throws it again.]

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[A rather large blue cat can be seen in some part of Everglade, a doll pulling on his tail while he uses both front paws to dig a hole.

Once the hole is finished, Ranulf quickly turns and pounces on the doll, grasping it firmly in his teeth. He carries the doll and drops it in the hole. Then, he proceeds to bury it.

All while he's staring at you.

You saw nothing, beorc.]

[Starting from from the 18th of August, Leanne has rarely gone home, usually she been spending the day working and then the majority of the night at the After Life, drinking. It was surprising how easy it was to regress to old habits before being reunited with her mate. Tonight was one of those nights were she spent, drinking away.

Leanne sighs as she finishes a shot and sets it down with a loud thud, idly tapping on the counter to order another shot. She realizing that her communicator was on, she goes to look towards it.]

Does anyone know just how to go home? Even for a little bit?

[The other shot was delivered and she goes to down it, shuddering a little.]

I am worried about my people and being away from them for so long. Plus, around this time is important to us and I miss it....

[Another tap on the counter to order yet another shot before she reaches over to turn off the communicator.]

Somewhere near the Mall

[Giorno is used to his world crashing down around him. It has, multiple times throughout his life. This wasn't any different, and even if he didn't know the streets here like the back of his hand he certainly did at home. Growing up a latchkey kid had its benefits, probably. So after the introduction, getting his phone and necklace and everything, Giorno takes off on his own. He wanders for a bit, money hot in his pocket but he's also looking to make more.]

[It kind of sucked to go through everything he'd just done just to end up back on the streets pick pocketing people, but again. Survival is a trait he gets from his Joestar and his Brando blood. So your character will see a young blond boy, about fifteen years old, with a very specific hairstyle wandering around, his hands shoved in his pockets and exploring. He doesn't seem too bothered by his predicament at all, but he's probably new.]

Scuse me.

[Giorno stops the next person he sees on the street, a soft look on his face. Between neutral and a smile, friendly. He pulls his hands out of his pockets to speak, waving them a little out of habit. You might recognize an Italian accent, if your character is familiar.]

Want to see a magic trick?

[All around the Rose Estate. Or maybe around the city in general. Therr is something large and blue laying in a tree.

Wonderful camouflage there. 10/10.

It was Ranulf in cat form, just trying to be lazy after a hearty meal. But suddenly, a tap. Ranulf's ears twitch.

Tap.

He scans around for what that is.

Boof! A rock hit his hide!]

What the hell?

[Thunk! A rock hits him in the head. There were a couple of kids on the ground throwing rocks. The laguz was not going to have this. He jumps down, startling the kids as he shifts back to humanoid form.]

I wouldn't bother a hungry beast if I were you.

[The kids ran away, clearly not in the mood to be snacks. Ranulf chuckled, but stopped and frowned.

How long has this person been here?]


What? Think I overdid it?

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[Not really a fan of these bright and shiny things, but if the magic projector is truthful, then it may be of use in the long run.

When his image is broadcasted, he is taking a clear risk revealing his cat-eared head and heterochromia eyes to a bunch of strangers. Though his smile easily hides any reservations.]

Right, so I'll cut to the chase. Name's Ranulf, and if this woman in white is truthful, I should be making myself comfy for a long vacation I didn't know I wanted.

[He briefly glances to the sky, wincing and showing catty fangs a moment as he looks back.]

Given how it feels like someone used a Bolganonne tome in the sky, I shouldn't dally.

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[Lucky for Ranulf, he found his ever-so-wonderful disguise of worn cloak and a hood. And that's how he looks as he wanders around the different cities, almost like a giant walking potato. It's not the most comfortable thing in the world, but at the very least it provides shade from this sun.

The beast Laguz merely carries on, acting like he belongs here while listening on for any information about Telius, the Greil Mercenaries, this weird world and...well, anything. He's even careful to avoid being seen sniffing the air for anyone familiar. Ranulf spots a interesting looking individual, however, and approaches with a friendly smile and a wave.]

Hello there! Excuse me if I'm interrupting, but could you tell me a bit about this town?