Anri Sonohara (
slasher) wrote in
eswareinmal2012-01-22 05:49 pm
[log] rh6: an arrival
Characters: Anri Sonohara and you!
Open: Yes
Where: Various (feel free to pop in at specified locations or wherever)
When: 6th of Rebirth's Height
Warnings: None
Anri keeps wondering if this is some kind of dream, but if it is, it's an unusual one; in her dreams, she's always happy—not confused and alone.
The man said that she'd been summoned to be a hero, here, but she isn't even really sure what "here" is, so, carrying her worldly belongings—and accompanied by a black mare, which has apparently been set aside for her—she sets out to get the lay of the land. The horse, at least, puts her a little at ease; she reminds her of Celty, a little. Maybe that's what she'll call her.
She takes a turn around the town square, taking in the shops and mentally memorizing the location of ones that look useful; she'll probably need them later. There's a noticeboard, too, which she stops to read briefly. Some of it seems contradictory, but the things that stand out she takes seriously—she knows well enough that strange, dark things exist in the world. (After all, she's one of them.)
Her path takes her around to the Drunk Duck; she's been told it's a decent place for lodging, since it seems she'll need a place to stay, and someplace to leave her horse. She's not... precisely sure what to do with a horse, being a city girl. She gets a meal and secures a place in the stable and a room for the night; she's not sure what she'll do for the long term, but it's good enough for now.
After that she walks, in no particular direction, letting her feet lead her through the town and out into the farther reaches of the valley. The world takes on a sort of dreamlike quality to her; she doesn't even notice as her steps take her out toward the forest as the sun sinks lower in the sky.
Open: Yes
Where: Various (feel free to pop in at specified locations or wherever)
When: 6th of Rebirth's Height
Warnings: None
Anri keeps wondering if this is some kind of dream, but if it is, it's an unusual one; in her dreams, she's always happy—not confused and alone.
The man said that she'd been summoned to be a hero, here, but she isn't even really sure what "here" is, so, carrying her worldly belongings—and accompanied by a black mare, which has apparently been set aside for her—she sets out to get the lay of the land. The horse, at least, puts her a little at ease; she reminds her of Celty, a little. Maybe that's what she'll call her.
She takes a turn around the town square, taking in the shops and mentally memorizing the location of ones that look useful; she'll probably need them later. There's a noticeboard, too, which she stops to read briefly. Some of it seems contradictory, but the things that stand out she takes seriously—she knows well enough that strange, dark things exist in the world. (After all, she's one of them.)
Her path takes her around to the Drunk Duck; she's been told it's a decent place for lodging, since it seems she'll need a place to stay, and someplace to leave her horse. She's not... precisely sure what to do with a horse, being a city girl. She gets a meal and secures a place in the stable and a room for the night; she's not sure what she'll do for the long term, but it's good enough for now.
After that she walks, in no particular direction, letting her feet lead her through the town and out into the farther reaches of the valley. The world takes on a sort of dreamlike quality to her; she doesn't even notice as her steps take her out toward the forest as the sun sinks lower in the sky.

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She took a moment to lick her paw before transforming from a cat back into her human form and stepping out to speak to the new girl. It was easier to communicate this way.
"Are you supposed to be another 'hero'?"
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She stepped just a little closer.
"My name is Koma."
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Well, she does (city people are suspicious of everything), though she could sympathize. And she's learned that not every book can be judged by its cover—Celty-san, for example, is so intimidating at first, but so nice once you get to know her.
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She had dealt with situations like this many times before. Every age had a new batch of humans who would react the same way.
"Since you have a horse are you supposed to be a knight?"
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"Have you ever had experience with battles," She looked to the horse, "Or animals like that?"
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Her gaze drops down to her feet; she really is so very alone here, but maybe it's for the best. Maybe if she's gone, Masaomi-kun and Ryuugamine-kun will forget all about the Slasher and go back to their everyday lives that she's interrupted.
...and she's just going to studiously avoid the question about battles, yes.