003 ☀ Kyle Dunamis, Otome Yanagiya

[souhajin]

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meeting;

[souhajin]

[well. this is new.

they should have ended up back in heidelberg with the latest jump, leaving harold's timeline and seeing things restored to at least what kyle had always known them to be. but instead, he's left on a busy street surrounded by all kinds of things he's never seen before...

and he definitely looks out of place with a sword strapped to his back and a fashion sense that is straight-up 2001 in here. okay. it's fine, he can handle this.]

I wonder where the others landed. I hope they're close, this city looks huge... [and also really cool. but he's not exactly sure where to start, and he's a little concerned about asking a random stranger on the street—the last time he did that, he almost blew his own cover pretty easily.

so there he is, standing on the streets of osaka, in all his 5'3, confused sunshine protag glory, with the hand on his head and trying to figure out where the hell to go next in order to find his friends.]

[mombastic]

[ Seeing a blond kid standing on a sidewalk in Osaka isn't particularly odd. What is odd is that get-up, but even then, it's nothing too strange, considering... ]

Ah, excuse me. [ And here's a perfectly nice, sensible-looking person approaching him, soft-voiced and smiling amicably. ]

Were you looking for the anime convention? You're a little off-course.

[souhajin]

Eh?

[well, it's nice to have someone approach, because it makes it a little easier for him to ask a question, but...]

Anime... convention? What's that? [he's never heard of such a thing before, and he looks very sincerely confused by what she's asking him right now.]

[mombastic]

It's--

... Well, if you're not sure, then that's probably not it. Are you lost?

[ That's a little more concerning. ]

[souhajin]

Uh, well... kind of. I'm trying to find my friends, but I don't really know where to look.

[mostly because he has no idea where the hell he is or where he's going. where is this?]

[mombastic]

Osaka's a very big city... would you mind telling me what your friends look like? I can lend you a hand looking for them.

[ ... It's fine, he seems like a nice boy. ]

[souhajin]

Osaka...?

[where is that? did they mess up really badly and end up in another timeline with cities that never existed in his timeline?

ugh. time travel is so confusing sometimes 0/10 would not recommend—

which is to say that he realizes that focusing on where and when he is should probably come after finding the others. his focus will shift at her offer; it's been a bit since he's met someone so helpful off the bat.]

Waaah, really? That'd really help me a lot! I don't really know where to start but I think... they'll probably stand out. [he pauses, thoughtful. they're a pretty unique bunch.]

I guess Judas is probably the easiest to spot. He's about my height, but he's god a big mask on! [really. it makes him stand out.] It's pretty hard to miss, so he's the one to look for first.

[mombastic]

... A big mask...

[ Osaka may be a lively city, full of very diverse people, but... no, he's right, it shouldn't be hard at all to find a boy running around with a mask on. She hasn't seen anyone like that - yet - but it's a good starting point and Otome nods to herself. ]

All right. If we're lucky, he won't be too far from you...

[ But even if he is, she'll help out anyway. ]

[souhajin]

I hope not... last time we got separated, we were pretty far apart and it took a while to get back together.

[which is kind of a problematic situation.]

There's four more of us too... They might stand out too, I don't think they're dressed that much like anyone here... [as he's realizing that nobody is dressed quite the same, though reala and loni probably could blend in well enough, but they're all still carrying weapons.]

[mombastic]

So five in total? Okay--!

[ squaring her shoulders. ]

Let's see how many we can find before it starts getting dark. It's still not a good idea to stay out on the streets at night. [ Even without a risk of demons running rampant. ]

[souhajin]

Mm! That sounds good...

[he sure is going to take a moment to look up into the sky to see how much sunlight they have left...

probably not the wisest move, but it's fine.]

They'll be able to find an inn nearby or something if we can't find them though, right? [or somewhere good to rest?]

[mombastic]

Yes. There are a few shelters around the area, too, and we can check if they haven't gone to any of the nearby hotels.

[ Just in case. Losing anyone is a frightening experience, let alone all of your friends. ]

[souhajin]

Right. I hope they're all okay—they're all pretty tough, but if they got separated like I did, I don't know if they'll find someone as nice as you are to help.

[they haven't even introduced themselves, and yet she's so willing to help. what a nice lady!]

[mombastic]

You'd be surprised! Osaka is full of very spirited, caring people.

[ ... maybe not Keita, but Hinako would definitely drop everything to help and lay the smackdown on anyone who didn't. ]

But I'm sorry, I've been rude-- my name is Otome Yanagiya.

[souhajin]

Oh, right!

[he's not any better here.]

I'm Kyle Dunamis! It's really nice to meet you, Miss Yanagiya! [he really appreciates her help. it's the best meeting nice adults.]

[mombastic]

It's very nice to meet you too, Kyle!

[ What a... foreign-sounding name, though. ]

[souhajin]

[more foreign than she can even know, truly. either way, he seems to be keeping a pretty bright attitude despite the fact that he's clearly concerned about a lot of things. where is friends are, where and when he is...

there's a lot.]

I wonder how far away they are, and if they're all still together... [is he the only one who got separated from the group? he's just pondering out loud, because he's not really sure what else to say—he's kind of lost here. even with the bright attitude.]

[mombastic]

When was the last time you saw them? Has it been some time?

[ Also how did someone lose an entire group of people and himself? Had something distracted him and he'd wandered off? ]

[souhajin]

No... it's only been a few minutes. Maybe 10 before you started talking to me?

[he scratches his head thoughtfully, ruffling his hair a bit. it's kind of a complicated situation that he's not sure he can even explain—he's not supposed to just go telling people he's from another time, after all.]

[mombastic]

Ten minutes? That's not long at all... they can't have gone too far.

[ Otome would probably be one of the few to believe in time traveling, anyway, given what she's lived through (and probably what she hadn't). ]

[souhajin]

Well... Maybe. But one time that happened and we ended up pretty far away from each other, eheheh...

[he lets out a bit of a sheepish chuckle—he's not really even sure how he'd explain that they were once split up and a whole continent away from each other.]

[mombastic]

[ ... Why does she have this inexplicable urge to ruffle his hair... ]

Mm... all right. Let's start by checking out the nearest hotel for now, then.

[ COME, SMALL FOREIGN CHILD. ]

[souhajin]

[like father, like son.]

Mm! Let's go then, Miss Yanagiya, lead the way!

[mombastic]

You can just call me Otome! You'll make me feel old!

[ with a laugh; she clearly doesn't mind. ]

[souhajin]

Oh... well, if you're sure... then, Otome!

[he grins brightly at her, very much so the spitting image of his dad, whether or not he realizes it.]

I don't want you to feel old—you're definitely not old at all!