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wewillwewill ([personal profile] wewillwewill) wrote in [community profile] apocalypsehowcomm2023-02-14 03:28 pm

[LOG] February Arrivals

Who: Elidibus and OTA
When: Early February
Where: ADI Offices (Canteen), Gloucester
Summary: Elidibus arrives in the breakroom, later shops for clothing and anything else a newcomer can hope to experience.
Warnings: None expected.

A. Now Arriving - Canteen

A figure in a plain white robe appears suddenly in the canteen.

Hooded and masked, most of his features are unclear. But like all the sudden arrivals from unknown worlds, Elidibus shows some signs of disorientation. A gloved hand rises near his face as if to steady uncertain vision. Though he keeps a solid stance, it takes him a moment to realize there is more to his surroundings than what he should have expected.

A gentle, flowing descent has been arrested, wrenching him unceremoniously back into reality. And one that is entirely new, not that he is entirely aware of that.

The sudden, absolute lack of senses which came as naturally to him as breathing itself is another layer of shock to his predicament. Indeed it's almost as if he had been robbed of breath for a moment; not even the weakest mortal host he'd ever claimed had caused this. Awareness of his surroundings is now coming into focus. There are people here. Most seem to be collected as though his sudden appearance in their midst is a common occurence. Their words... It isn't quite modern Eorzean, but it's close enough to have a limited understanding.

"Arrival... new... call for..."

That too, the innate gift of understanding spoken word regardless of language, is gone. And so too is all magic, for even an attempt of something as simple as teleportation to find a quieter location amounts to nothing. Not even a trace.

Elidibus collects himself. If he cannot escape, he should not cause further alarm. Not until he understands what's happening.

"What is this place?" It shouldn't be difficult to understand him; at least those who can speak English.



B. Shopping - Town, Clothing Store

It was important to fit in. And to do that, without any ability to call on so much as a whisper of aether, Elidibus was all too willing to be submitted to the agency's ushering around to various shops for the purpose of clothing, toiletries and an initial round of food staples. Of these three, the clothing was more urgent and critical; a tour of the agency was enough to tell that robes and masks were not even a trend, much less the norm. And that they requested he change into what amounts to loaner sweats (ADI logo and all) before going out into public simply cemented that he would have stood out in stark contrast.

So Elidibus had acceded their wishes and can be found currently sorting through options at a local clothing store, a basic pair of sunglasses used to cover the odd luminescence to his eyes from unsuspecting locals. He looks the part of a young adult with white (dyed?) hair who is probably being helped back on his feet after some sort of unfortunate incident. An agent or two are nearby, watchful but willing to let him go about the business of selecting his own pieces. Given his cooperation thus far and ease of grasping the basics, they're willing to give Elidibus that much room. One is even holding the backpack with his original clothes so he doesn't get suspected of shoplifting.

His choices thus far have all been neat business-casual. White or dark purple button-down shirts and black or khaki slacks. There are a couple of shoe boxes in the cart - one for simple black dress shoes and another for white sneakers - and the staples of undergarments and socks, but a dramatic lack of truly casual clothes. At the prompting of one of the agents earlier, he's looking for just that; jeans and t-shirts as well as cotton pants and will probably get it right after careful consideration of all the options, but maybe someone more fashionably minded can help narrow it down.

And help the ever-patient agents to save some time.


C. Wildcard

Elidibus will be unresisting and cooperative so probably someone that can be found anywhere fairly quickly. Feel free to PM or Discord for a wildcard request!

canofmanji: (Don't be stupid)

[personal profile] canofmanji 2023-02-21 11:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Or maybe I just like scaring people. I'm an awful man." Or at least he likes people to think he's an awful.

He doesn't seem to mind the change in topic. Still just as nonchalant about the answers that he's giving as he was before. "I was not. I was suppose to die. Happily bleeding out after a massive battle and some old hag comes around and saves my life. I never asked her to do that and now I have to kill a thousand really bad man to make up for the hundred good ones I killed before she cursed me or I won't be allowed to finally die."
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[personal profile] canofmanji 2023-02-22 10:14 am (UTC)(link)
To the question if he would increase his curse Elidibus gets another lazy shrug. "And how many truly evil people do you know?" Not that he really thought about it when he made that vow to the woman who cursed him. She gave him the option of putting down his sword, but he refused it. Coming up with the idea to kill a thousand evil men instead and she probably only agreed as she knew it was going to be impossible. "Scaring the piss out of people probably isn't any worse than actually gutting people. And I doubt my patron or ADI gives two shits what happens to me or anyone here."
canofmanji: (Oro?)

[personal profile] canofmanji 2023-02-22 11:02 am (UTC)(link)
That gives Manji a bit of pause. Tilting his head in consideration as he thinks that over. "You know? I'm not sure. I think it would just lift and be gone, but maybe I will need to track the old hag down. Shit. It better just go away or that old crone better still be alive and hanging out somewhere in this time."
canofmanji: (grumpy man is grumpy)

[personal profile] canofmanji 2023-02-22 11:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I've tried to search out the fate of others I left behind back home." He frowns thinking about it. He knew they'd all be dead, but he was hoping to hear about how they died. Was Rin saved? Or did she end up murdered by a madman? "I couldn't find any information about them. Not that strange I suppose. There's no way there can be records on every single person in the world. I doubt I could find her. That hag was good at staying hidden. Only being found when she wanted to be found."
canofmanji: (Don't be stupid)

[personal profile] canofmanji 2023-02-22 12:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not worried about the curse. It will either stick with me or it will eventually fade. If I'm stuck with it? Then I know what I need to do to eventually get rid of it. If it fades? Perfect. I'll finally be able to die. Bastards like me shouldn't live forever."

His one remaining eye glances towards the agents. "Look, these guys aren't all bad." He says quickly before they get too close. "I just wouldn't fully trust them if I was you."
canofmanji: (You're all screwed)

[personal profile] canofmanji 2023-02-22 12:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm Manji. I go by that regardless who I'm talking to." He hardly tries to hide much of who and what he is. Mostly he hides the weapons because the local law enforcement kept trying to take it from him. "I think I'm going to look forward to seeing how you do in this place and getting to know you more."
canofmanji: (I only smile when bleeding)

[personal profile] canofmanji 2023-02-22 12:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Manji gives the man a casual wave and will show himself out.