Open Log

[nonmagical]

Who: Mirabel and OPEN
When: Jan 15-16th
Where: B2, the ADI housing complex, around town
Summary: Mirabel explores her new surroundings
Warnings: Fleshy phone cases



[Housing B2]

[Mirabel... certainly has felt out of sorts since her arrival. What is she supposed to do? Her family and Casita were in another world, she was stuck here with no way home. Nothing felt right. Nothing made sense. She's been given the run-down about where she is, where she'll be leaving, but she's definitely been doing a kind of depressed moping about her apartment.

Even all the optimism in the world can't really help her fight off the fear and confusion of being stolen from her home. Even though her uncle was here, so that means she's a little less alone, she's still away from her entire life.

After a lot of not doing anything for a couple of days, she's finally seen putting on her bag. She looks a little more determined now, or maybe she's finally realized that she can't just stay in the apartment forever.]

[ADI Apartment Complex]

[Mirabel's taken to exploring the ADI housing complex first. If anything, to meet the residents who might be stuck in a similar situation and get to know them. If she sees you, she'll give a small wave.]

Hola! Can I ask you a few questions...?

[She's no detective, but she's gotta start somewhere if she's gonna get home, right?]

[Around town]

[Mirabel's exploration started with the ADI housing complex, and is now stretching to the rest of the town. The 15-year-old Colombian girl is found just generally checking out stores and buildings, and being kind of in awe of how different everything looks. While looking around the shop, she sees the fleshy phone cases being sold and people pushing other people out of the way to buy them.

She's only had her own smart phone for a few days, and she doesn't understand the appeal, not having that kind of technology back home. Not to mention... the fleshy look.]

Is it just me or do these things look a little... weird?

Comments

[canofmanji]

I don't have any phone back home. I thought it was suppose to be for protection, but maybe it's more for decoration? [He pulls out his smart phone that already has it's screen smashed to pieces. He may have gotten annoyed by it at one point.] Or maybe it's to muffle these things. They're so loud!

[nonmagical]

I'm not sure what they're for, but I know I don't want one of those - at least. They don't... look right.

[canofmanji]

I also feel like there are much better things out there to spend my money on. Like clothes or needles and hooks. An ugly piece of fabric just to put those phones it? Seems like a waste to me.

[nonmagical]

I think we can both agree on that. Especially those cases that everyone seems to be going crazy for.

[canofmanji]

[He hums a soft agreement before offering up his hand to shake. A custom he was quick to pick up in this new city. It's his right arm as he appears to be missing his left.] 'm Manji, by the way. Nice to meet someone who finally understands how annoying those things are.

[nonmagical]

[Mirabel shakes the offered hand, smiling at him. She won’t look at the missing arm, though she briefly glances. She doesn’t want to be rude.]

I’m Mirabel. Mirabel Madrigal. It’s nice to meet you, Manji.

[canofmanji]

[He nods an agreement about meeting her.] Have you been in this city for very long? I'm sort of new to most everything around here. [Being from the 18th century will do that.]