paixaorpg | Hi Ho Hi Ho! Off to the Inn We Go! [Completed]

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Hi Ho Hi Ho! Off to the Inn We Go! [Completed]

Characters: Karst, Alphonse Elric, Edward Elric, Marona, and anyone else who wants to join.
Content: They finally leave Auntie Unde's and head for Actua Are.
Setting: From Auntie Unde's [H7] over to Actua Are [J7]
Time: Late Afternoon/Evening
Warnings: None currently.

After spending a good deal of time in Auntie Unde's, found the supplies they had wanted for the most part, and Al's brother, Ed had caught up to them, they had finally taken leave of the general store. Marona was thankful that the strange white creatures had appeared to have scattered from the earthquake, so they didn't seem to have any problems finally escaping the shop, which had worried her. They didn't seem to be in still much shape to really take the creatures on.

Despite the coast being clear, Marona still stayed close as she could to the group. She hated to depend on them like this, but she knew she would be in big trouble if they were attacked and she were divided from them. She was a chroma after all, and although she was still rather new at it, she did know a little about fighting. She had to know how to keep herself out of harms way, so her phantom friends wouldn't have to worry about her while they attacked the enemies.

So she strolled trying to keep up the best she could, although she seemed a little lost in her own world. She had her journal out again, and was softly humming and singing to herself. Apparently she was trying to keep herself occupied.

"Kotoba jya tarinakute ai de mo ..."

Her voice was already strained, and it cracked apart before she could finish. She sighed softly and fell silent again, and returned to just playing with the device in her hands.

"Eh..? ...!"

Marona suddenly came to a dead stop as the others continued to go forward. Her small hands gripped the journal as she read it several more times over. Lifting her head to look to her companions, she sprinted back up to them, tears in her eyes, but a smile on her lips.

"ASH! Someone has seen Ash!" she cried, relief clearly overflowing, "I don't know where he is yet, but ... Hopefully I'll know soon."

She hugged the journal close, thankful it had come in useful after all, "I'm so relieved .. Ash is here, and is looking for me!"

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Karst felt something in her die at that. Someone had seen Marona's friend, Marona would soon be done with her searching. Marona would not need Karst's company any more, not when she could have her friend.

Either that... or the one who had seen Ash would be bearing bad news to Marona, as Felix and his companions had borne bad news to Karst only so recently in Madra. But that wasn't likely. Who could kill a spirit? How?

So instead, Karst gave that haughty smile of hers and said, "There wew go, Marona! I told you we could help! ... Though it looks like you did most of the work, anyway..."

Once they reached the inn ("Actua Are", nice sounds, the way they could roll off the Prox-girl's tongue and adapted quite nicely to her slightly accented speech), Karst could try to use her own device and understand how it brought these people their loved ones so quickly. Too bad it probably wouldn't do the same for her.

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(OOC: About time we started a new thread! XD)

"That's great, Marona!" Alphonse sounds truly happy for his new friend, sounding almost excited as he was when he found Ed's message. "At least now you know he's here."

He tries not to act nervous, but his eyes dart to every corner, every shadow, every nook and crany where something could be hiding to jump out and attack them.

"Can you tell them to come to the inn? If we try and stay in one place it would be easier for him to come find you."

Ed smiles and nods in agreement with his brother. It is indeed good news that the girl's almost found her missing friend. He glances over to Al, recalling not too long ago his own fears that he was permanently seperated from him. Things were looking up for most of the group.

He looks over to RedHead and sighs a little. Maybe her sister is dead. She didn't seem completely certain of it, at least sometimes. Whether it was due to denial or hope, he had no idea. He stands near her, looking at the rates for the hotel. "We'll do what we can to help you out. If she's truly gone....you can't bring back the dead, no matter what. It just doesn't happen." He speaks quietly, showing a maturity beyond his years, a side he rarely shows. Ed lowers his head for a moment, taking note of the counter's composition. "Sometimes, the only thing you can do is just move forward, and correct the mistakes you made in the past."

[[Whoo! New thread! And here I thought I was going to have to sing the Neverending Thread song... :P ]]

Marona wiped some of the tears from her cheeks then nodded to Alphonse-san, doing as she was told, adding what Al said. Once done she held the journal close, but fell silent at Ed's words.

Ed didn't know she realizes, and she would probably have to tell him. She'd hoped he wouldn't react as Alphonse had. The question was, should she put it off? Or tell him now...

"... But they never really leave you," the green haired girl pipped up, touching her hand to her chest, "They live on inside you, ne? They stay in your heart forever."

She paused a moment, battling with her instincts to keep Ash secret, but they were all very likely to meet him ... hopefully soon. It would probably be better if she said now, rather than shocking later she decided.

"And... sometimes the dead don't quite leave..." she added slowly, and hesitantly, as she turned her knowing eyes towards Edward. "I guess ... I should explain now, rather than later."

She sighed slowly, this still wasn't any easier, "Ash is a phantom, Ed-san."

(OOC: Ah I hate to be the bearer of bad news .. we might have to go to one of the further Actua Are's .. Joutenheim one prolly, since they prolly wouldn't want to backtrack. I got told last night this one apparently got a bit trashed earlier in the attack. XD Here. (http://community.livejournal.com/paixaorpg/173645.html#cutid1) Heh heh .. oops. )

"This inn has been destroyed," Karst noted. "We'll have to find another..." Her gaze dropped to the journal she'd been waiting to use. "I still don't know how to use these things," she said slowly, confiding in what seemed here to be a weakness. "Do you think you others could locate the nearest Actua Are? Once we have a place to stay, Marona can communicate with whomever's seen her friend Ash, they can meet up, and the rest of us can begin work on long-term plans."

"My sister is dead," she told the blonde Southerner. "Sheba told me, and Felix was traveling alone, so I know it's true." After a moment, she decided to explain her apparent confusion on the topic. "For a while, I believed this was an afterlife-- that I might be able to rejoin her here and we'd never be separated again. Now I understand it isn't so."

She turned her back to him and rather pointedly watched Marona speak. Their conversation was over.

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(OOC: I'm still the queen of stupid newbs, don't worry about it!)

Alphonse looks up at the ruined building as he listens to Karst's words. "Karst.." He says quietly, turning to face her. He may still have the voice of a boy, but he speaks with someone with experience well beyond his years. "I know a little something about loss, and over time I've found that you need to accept that the people we love are gone, and to work through the pain."

He quiets a moment, thinking to himself, his mind going back to that night four years ago in his father's study. "There was a time when the pain of loss was a driving force in my life, but all it did was bring even more pain, and more loss. Clinging to something like that can turn you inside out, make you do things you never would have done otherwize."

He watches her for a moment, trying to judge her emotions. "I hate seeing people hurting. I don't know your sister, but I doubt your she would want you to continue on clinging too that pain.."

He looks to Marona, missing the way RedHead dismissed him, which was probably a good thing. No need for more fighting. "Phantom?" He shrugs. "Doesn't sound very scientific, but I suppose different worlds might have different laws, some of the time." Even after learning of Hughes death, he still has told no one, not even his brother, that he saw Huges on that platform from the train, waving to them. It really was un-scientific in his eyes.

He digs around for his journal to pull up the map again and try to find another hotel. He hums a little, realizing they were close to the center of the city. "Do you know what area Ash is in? That would help us in determining which way to go now. Though...we may have to take the train, unless we want to walk all night to get to another hotel."

The girl's mouth drops open, as he accepts what she said pretty well just like that. She's absolutly flabbergastedly floored.

"Uh ... er... um..." she slowly blabbers as she blinks a couple times and lifts the journal to check for a reply. None yet.

"No, not yet," she answers softly. She can't wait to know.

Stepping next to Ed, she peeks at the boys own journal, noticing he has some sorta map up. Neat! Did her's do that? She'd have to try to find that. "This place really is large!" she comments woefully.

Ash could be on the whole other side of the city for all they knew, or not far at all and she'd simply missed him. She sure hoped it wasn't the later.

Maps were something Karst could understand, even without being able to read-- she could gauge distance fairly well, and it didn't take a genius to figure out where the gates were. She remembered that the ice-gate was the one to the far south-west, leaned over the blonde's shoulder, and begins tracing their path.

"Look," she says sternly. "We came in here. We traveled north and somewhat east to find the all-in-one store here. Then we traveled mostly west to find this inn in ruins... here." Her finger came to a rest next to two small written words she guessed were "Actua Are", and she sought out similar words elsewhere on the map.

"Here's one," she pointed carefully. "Pretty distant to the south-east. That line, you said was called a train? It goes very close, and if it moves fast, that's a good idea. Ah, here's another one. Even farther, to the north-west, but again, the train travels to it. Your ideas are valid, Ed."

Alphonse she quite deliberately ignored.

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(OOC: And Karst's a bitch to Al now! Don't we love her logic? Sorry, Al~mun...)

Ed arched an eyebrow. Since when did he need her validation about anything? None the less, they agreed, and he nodded. "I remember we crossed some tracks to get to here. They didn't seem to be in great shape, but I'm sure they move a lot faster than us walking."

Marona hadn't heard where Ash was located. He studied the map, humming softly to himself. "Marona, do you think he would be in a more populated area?" He showed her the map, pointing to the northeast where there seemed to be numerous landmarks. "It looks like all the other hotels are on the outskirts of this city. So if he's not on one end, we'll have to wait till morning to see where we're all are around here."

Al sighs and shakes his head when Karst turns from her. He didn't think she would actually listen, but maybe his words will linger and thats all he can hope for at this point.

He remains quiet, allowing Ed and Karst to finalize their plans. Everything is moving so fast it's become a bit dizzying. He stands close to their little group, his eyes roaming the area.

Out of one warzone and into another.
But this one seems so...surreal.

Thinking of what Ash would do was a difficult thing to contemplate. They'd never been in a situation like this. She'd never been seperated from him like this, ever. She wasn't offhand really quite sure about how he would go abouts looking for her.

Her eyes scoured the map, as she thought deeply trying to come up with some sort of answer to Ed's question. "Well, I don't know. He ... normally can't be seen by anyone," she started slowly as she puzzled out loud, "Although I guess someone else could, but Ash probably can't use a journal so he has no map, so ... he's probably just out there looking without knowing where he's going."

"We are here right? I ... don't think it's less likely he's in Niflheim ... we might have found him now if he was," she contiuned as she pointed at the map on Ed's journal. "He had to come from one of the other gates then, so ... he would have come inwards most likely."

She sighed slowly. This wasn't really helping. Either way she had a bad feeling they'd end up going the wrong way.

"I ... guess in the end there's really no way but to just choose and hope, because ... he could be anywhere," she finally said, looking back at the journal, checking it for what would probably be the start of my times.

(ooc *cough* er I really managled that sentence ... *fixes to* "I ... think it's unlikely he's in Niflheim" )

(OOC: And the last bit should most likely be "what would probably be the first of many times".)

(OOC: ... Yeah .. I suck at grammar today. T_T Gomen ...)

Karst was very quickly tiring of these two brothers. Alphonse had been an agreeable enough companion alone, now that he was reunited with his less-agreeable brother, he seemed hell-bent on denying the Proxian her one remaining purpose in life! The nerve of him!

"In that case, each place is as unlikely as the next to find him," Karst sighed. "Perhaps if we split up? We might be able to search more efficiently as two groups of two than as one group of four..." She conveniently left out that it would hopefully result in the girls traveling together and the guys ~~hopefully getting eaten by the white things~~ taking their happy little family reunion somewhere else.

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(OOC: Oooh, major issue here, guys. We're all probably going to end up at the train station... which is just south of Folios Weaponry. Swing by Folios to ~~shop~~ pick up a scythe ~~and some plushies~~ first? Or head out and look for Ash, then have Karst come back later for the scythe? Judgement call!)

[[OOC: Depends on how late it gets. Will they be open by the time we get to central? I say if they're open, it'd prolly be best to get weaponry then.]]

(ooc: lol .. don't have specific info like that .. might as well be open ... they'd be making good business with the attack going on XD)

[[OOC: dern it, why are you not OMNIPITANT! -however it's spelled :P]]

(OOC: "Omnipotent" means all-powerful. I think the word you're looking for is "omniscient", which means all-knowing. And yes, Jen is. She's just shy about it. XD Besides, don't the ~~Mario Bros.~~ shop owners live there? *points back at certain threads a long time ago involving Chii and her battery problem*)

(OOC: I am? o.O;;;; .. *flattered?* lol XD)

Ed looks at the RedHead. "I don't know. Splitting up with those things around still might not be a good idea." He looks to his brother who's shifting around a bit, keeping his eye out for a potential attack. "You still want a weapon..."

He takes another look at the map, and snaps his journal shut to tuck back into his bag. He winces just a bit as he feels the grit that's worked into his automail shoulder grind unhappily. He needs to pitstop somewhere soon or Winry's going to kill him for not taking care of his arm and leg.

"What do you think about splitting up, brother? Southeast hotel looks a smidge closer to here than the Northwest one."

"I'm not sure how splitting up is gooing to help." He looks down at Ed and then looks over at Marona. "She is the only one who is going to be able to see him right? So one group isn't going to have any way of finding him."

It's not that Al was affraid, he's seen and experienced the worst his poor mind can could possibly come up with, but he is nervous, frustrated, and a host of other emotions he really has no way of expressing. He could scream and yell and break things, but that has never been his way. It's a strange thing to wish you could cry, because it's something one generaly hates doing. But he longs for some kind of release.

All he can do is bottle everything up and hold it inside of him like a knot that keeps twisting and twisting, curling tighter and threatening to break. He would rather Karst hate him because she's close minded and angry, rather then have her lable him a monster and deal with her fear.

Fear, pitty, they cut him harsh and deep. He can look past anger, but to look into someone's eyes and see fear staring back at him tears his fragile soul ever time. That soul is gentle, and not ment for the live he has been living.

Things were turning into being oh so complicated. All Marona really wanted to do was find Ash, as soon as possible.

She listened to them all speak and she nodded a bit. "Splitting up to find Ash wouldn't help ... I am probably the only one who can see him, but ... I want to keep looking for him but... Alphonse-san and Ed-san seem to want to go to an inn ne?"

It was late afternoon .. maybe even early evening now. There was surely a little more time during the day in which they could search. "If ... you want to go you could go find an inn. I can go with Karst-san and look a little longer, and meet back together later tonight ..." the green haired girl suggested softly.

"We can keep in touch through these things ne?" she added, pointing to her journal. It was a suggestion at anyrate.

What an excellent idea! Yes. Of them all, Marona was definitely the one most worth associating with.

"Yes!" said Karst. "Walking will help me recover my Psynergy quickest, so Marona and I can search for her friend Ash while the two of you get a room to stay in! And in the meantime, Marona, perhaps you can teach me how to use this journal-thing? We can walk and talk at the same time..." And maybe what you know of your world can help me find a way to survive in this one... especially if I never find a way back to Weyard.

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(OOC: Short post! And Jen, you are a genius.)

Marona nodded to Karst with a soft smile, "I'll try to show you Karst-sa...Oh!"

At mention of the journal she'd decided to check it again, and had at last found a reply waiting for her. She scanned over it and replied. "Ah, they'll be here shortly! So ... if we do split or not, we should wait here for now I guess," the green haired chroma said with a relieved look on her face.

Ash was fine and still out looking for her. Stubborn? Yes, that was her Ash. He could be quite stubborn, especially when it came to her. She hoped where ever he was though, he wouldn't be hard to find.

Ed didn't like splitting up. Those white things could attack at any minute. Though RedHead looked cranky enough, he was concerned about Marona. She definitely did not look the fighter type.

But, then again, what was he going to do? They weren't family, nor even his friends, really. They were only a bunch of people that got thrown into this city for one reason or another. There's no time to get attached. Would not be a good idea at all.

Ed shrugged and looked vaguely bored. "Fine. You folks do what you need to do. We'll meet you up at the Hotel by this Vanaheim gate. We won't have to walk as far there from the train."

He looked up to Al, knowing his brother wouldn't be keen on splitting up either, but what were they going to do about it? Pray that no one got hurt, he suppposed. "All set to hike it up to the Central Station, brother?"

[[OOC: Sorry it took me a while to post. Children and suguar induced comas abound. :P]]

He didn't have much choice in the matter did he? His helmet gives a small creak as it tilts for a nod. His gaze shifts up to the two girls, trying to 'feel' comforting even if she couldn't look it. "Be careful you two."

He doesn't wait for an answer, at least not expecting one from Karst anyway. He turns back to Edward, taking a look at the map once before they head off. "I'm ready brother, lets go."

As the boys turned to leave, Marona stepped forward and called after them, "You two be careful too!" She waved a little then turned back to Karst with a worried smile, "I hope they'll be okay."

Well then, they couldn't leave till Marona's contact appeared, so there wasn't much else to do but wait for now. So Marona found a bench that hadn't been upturned in the front of the hotel and plopping down she smiled over at Karst.

"So you'd like me to try to figure out your journal thing Karst-san?" she asked trying to sound cheerful. "I don't know perfectly how to use mine, but I THINK I'm getting the hang of it, so we can try to work out how your sound-thingy works."

"She said I was to talk here..." Karst pondered, prodding the device lightly. "I've never seen anything like this, even in the Lighthouses and other ruins from the Golden Age... though sometimes in those the statues spoke."

She sat down on the bench, too, sensing with disdain the dampness in the air around her, humid like it got after a rain storm in the South. She hated water, and her first experience of Southern rain hadn't been a pleasant one.

"I suppose the theory's the same with this that it was in most of the ruins I've been to-- experiment until you get it right, then remember what you did that was right so you can do it again later..."

Marona giggled softly, "That makes sense."

She opened her own journal again, looking at it thoughtfully. "Well, it must still work somewhat like this does, just it makes voices for everything you said right?" She peered at Karst's trying to compare the differences between the two, but couldn't see a LOT different.

So she patiently pointed Karst to her own journal, and what she normally did to do things like read other posts or make one of her own, "So maybe try that and see what it does. Like maybe if you go to make one like I did, you just start talking instead of putting in the letters. Unless there's some button or something."

It was Marona's first attempt at guessing. They could really only experiment now.

It was quite comforting to talk with someone who was as nervous as one was oneself, and Karst didn't at all mind that she was asking for help from someone, even a Southerner, who looked so much younger than her. After all, her sister had required aid from Southerners, and from Sheba no less, who couldn't possibly be any older than Karst herself was. No, there was no shame in asking someone younger than oneself for help, given the correct circumstances and the proper intentions with the goal.

For a split second, she recalled violet eyes, and she tensed at the thought. Yes. Isaac, too, had had the assistance of a younger Adept, and a Wind Adept at that, one who should have been able to read his mind and see the murderous intentions therein. The boy's name was Ivan, and he was extremely durable for a Wind Adept, though still quite frail by Proxian Fire Adept standards. Karst had fought a long time to wear him down, and he was a formidable foe even when cut off from other party members.

That wasn't what she should be thinking of right now. She had to try to understand the journals.

"So now I should just talk or-- Oh! There are written words appearing!" Karst blinked at the little glass 'screen', startled by her own success. "So that's how it works... other Southerners can read my words here, and there's a way to make this speak so I can hear the words they write in reply. That's incredible..." She sighed, and noted with some slight amusement that the journal device didn't record the sigh. "I wonder if Weyard's Golden Age had-- or will have, I guess-- wonders like this?"

After another awkward moment or two, she mimicked the actions she'd seen Marona use to finish using her journal, then looked around. "I'll tell it something more later... Do you know how to bring up the map? Perhaps once we join your friend Ash we can go find that weapons store the woman was talking about..."

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(OOC: Yay! This means Karst can put a post in her journal!)

Marona watched Karst's journal curiously as Karst spoke into it then when done she clapped her hands together with a wide smile, "Yay! Now you can use it too! If we get split up for some reason we can keep in touch now." Not that she planned on splitting away from Karst. She wasn't sure what Ash would want to do when they did finally meet up with him, but hopefully they'd all stick together.

While she was used to being alone with Ash, she wasn't sure this was the place to contiune that trend. This wasn't their island, but some strange place where people were all being dragged to it. If something really bad was going to happen, having friends was surely a good thing?

"Alright! Ummm.." she looked at her journal again, "I think I saw Ed-san do .. ah yes this." Remembering how she saw Ed bring up the map, she was successful in doing it herself. "There it is!"

"Yes, we can communicate through the journals," Karst mused. "But I'd rather have an ally handy in an unfamiliar or dangerous place-- and this city is both unfamiliar AND dangerous. That's also the reason I'd like to get a scythe as quickly as possible," she added, gazing at the unfamiliar map on the screen of Marona's journal. "Not only would it be handy in defending myself and others, it would be something familiar."

And fighting off enemies to protect others is also familiar, and a good thing to do until I know for certain whether or not I can or should return home from here. Whatever 'here' is. But she didn't say that aloud.

Hmph. Those creatures sure were persistent in getting in her way. Dispatching them was easy enough, but having to fight them was delaying Yoruichi in reaching her destination. After eliminating the most recent ones in attacking her, she finally made it to Actua Are. Luckily, the area didn't seem to have that many of the creatures when compared to other places in the city.

She immediately spotted the girl she was supposed to meet, who was sitting next to someone else who looked quite... peculiar. Regardless of that other woman was, Yoruichi walked towards they bench they were sitting on.

"Yo, you must be Marona."

Jerking her head up from the journal, she hopped to her feet at the sound of her name, tucking the journal in her coat pocket.

She looked over the women that she found before her curiously. Dark skin ... that's what she'd been told to watch for, and sure enough that's what the women had. She'd seen no others at all with such a complexion here, so she had little doubt this was the person she had been waiting for.

"Ah .. uh .. Hello!" she spluttered as she clasped her hands and bowed slightly, sounding slightly shy "Oh um ... you didn't tell me your name."

Karst immediately registered the other woman as not only competent but tough, another potential ally. She also recognized that the woman was wary and unsure of her, but clever enough not to let it show. Good. Karst gave the newcomer a polite nod (that was how Southerners recognized one another as strangers, assuming she remembered correctly) and kept a carefully-measured distance from her, watching carefully.

This was familiar. The recognition of paranoia not unlike her own, the careful and cautious arrangement of a meeting with an unknown person in a public area, these were things Karst remembered and found moderately comforting-- except when her mind painfully reminded her that the familiarity was from her meeting with Felix in Madra...

She ignored the pain of loss and mentally promised herself she would protect others until she could find a way home to carry out her mission. And Marona was as good a person to protect as any.

In the meantime, she muddled over her own journal, making an entry, finding some replies, listening and replying to those.

"Yoruichi." She replied to Marona. "You can call me that for now." Now that the girl had been found, the next step was to keep her safe until she was able to contact Ash take her back to him. Which was easier said than done thanks to the creatures that were roaming around.

Even though the area appeared to have been vacated by them, there was still no telling when they would return...

"We should go inside. I'll explain more there."

Marona smiled brightly, "I'm pleased to meet you, Yoruichi-san." She straightened, and contiuned to look nervous. "T-thank you for your help."

"Inside? Oh y-yes, of course," she agreed rubbing the back of her head with a awkward smile and glanced at Karst. "Coming Karst-san?" she asked before turning and entering the hotel, looking eager to hear what Yoruichi had to say.

Once inside she turned to Yoruichi and hesitantly spoke up again, sounding still a little shy. "Um ... so how can we find him? Since he can't really carry a journal around ... we can't find him that way," she says softly, distress clearly still in her voice. She'd always been told if you were lost to stay put. If only he had stayed in one place... Ash was making things more difficult.

Karst nodded briskly, once to Marona as an affirmative reply, once more to the woman called Yoruichi (which was certainly an... interesting... name) as a greeting.

"If you don't mind." It was more a statement than a question-- there would be plenty a problem if Yoruichi did mind.

The journal was an interesting new toy, to be sure, but Karst put it away now, sensing that now was not the time. There were conversations to be listened to and participated in, there was a ghost to find, and the white monsters could come back at any time, which would mean a fight-- and she hadn't seen a weapon on Yoruichi's person, so she was unsure whether or not the woman would be capable in a fight.

Yes. It was best to be wary of all options.

"I'm already aware of the condition his body is in." As far as Yoruichi knew, a normal soul couldn't possibly interact with objects in the living world, much less other people. While Paixao was obviously not your normal city, it appeared like it still obeyed at least some of those laws.

"You don't have to worry about that though." She assured Marona and grinned a bit. "Traversing miles and miles of terrain doesn't really take me very long." The idea was to have Marona hang on to her while she flash stepped her way through Paixao until Ash was found.

"We'll begin searching for him once the creatures are no longer able to get in our way. Okay?"

The girl smiled awkwardly. The idea of someone else seeing Ash was a very new concept to her. She was the only one who could see him in her world, unless he used his own energy to make himself visable or she confined him, but mostly he stayed hidden.

"Wow .. you must be very fast, Miss Yoruichi!" she replied, with a tilt of her head and returning Yoruichi's grin with one of her own, "Okay! That sounds like a good idea."

This was it then, Yoruichi would take Marona to find her friend. Karst would find something else to do, maybe a job, maybe a place to stay...

"Before you go," she said quickly, remembering how to put the map on her journal from watching Marona do it, "could you please point out Folios Weaponry to me? I need a weapon in case those creatures or something even less pleasant decides to attack me. I believe the brothers were staying at the north-west inn? I will investigate..." she shuddered at the implications, but it had to be said and done, "... more long-term places to stay, and possible jobs to do here, while you go find Ash. There may be a way to go home. There may not. I would like to have options open."

The implications were painful to think about-- she might not be able to return to Weyard. Might not be able to carry out her vengeance mission and destroy the one who had killed her sister. But if that were the case, she'd simply have to find a reason to keep going here, a way to survive. Weyard had been saved, she believed (or hoped, at least), and she'd been dying there, anyway. That world would go on without her.

This world was a new adventure. Maybe she should think of it a little more that way.

(OOC: I presume that's what's happening, then? Yoruichi and Marona go to find Ash, Karst wanders off her own way?)

In messing around with the journal, Karst found an area that was like a communal journal, and that one of the people who had commented on her journal (they'd actually had sort of a conversation) was inquiring about the creatures, which he called "Nobodies". She listened to the whole of his inquiry and quietly told him about the creatures she'd encountered.

(OOC: They're gonna search for him once the Nobody's have left, which in Paixao's timeline, has happened after this thread. Would you two like to wrap it up?)

"Alright then." Karst’ plans sounded like good ones and a weapon could come in handy for her if that's how she fought. Yoruichi, on the other hand, had no need for weapons...

"Good luck to you, and keep in contact with the journals if you want." Moving in closer to Karst and her journal, she looked at the map on screen for the place she had asked directions for. "Folios Weaponry, hmmm..." Having been stuck here for a week, Yoruichi had made an effort to remember the location of several noticeable places.

"It’s this one over here." She said, placing a finger on the small dot showing on the map.

(OOC: Sounds good to me ^_^ Once Karst posts I can close this up, and we can chat on AIM or something Jon about new thread plan or what-have-you.)

Marona didn't have a chance to look at Karst's journal, before Yoruichi much more easily pointed it out the wanted location to her friend.

So she turned to Karst she forced a smile. The possibility of being stuck here didn't sit well with her either. She still wished mightily to be back on her island, but her most important person was here. Home was where the heart was right? Her heart was here, thus she would soon be home.

"I'll make sure I let you know when we've found Ash, so we can come and find you," she told Karst softly.

"And ...Miss Karst .. mm .. Be careful, yes?" she added, a little worry creeping into her eyes at the idea of Karst going alone, although it was probably for naught.

"Thank you." Karst toyed with the journal, gauging the location Yoruichi had pointed out and its distance from where they were now. Due north, and not much more than the distance from Prox to the Mars Lighthouse (the real wonder was that Paixao was huge enough to contain them both!).

"We can communicate with the journals, yes?" she told Marona. "I am getting quite good at using them. And anything that crosses my path will have more than a little fight from me, even unarmed. I have my little tricks..." Her "little tricks" could very easily take out one of Paixao's smaller buildings if she felt like it. "And you will be traveling too fast to be an easy target for any opponent, if Yoruichi is as swift as she claims-- which I don't doubt. I will be okay, you will be okay, okay?"

After a moment's thought, she plucked a piece of bread and a lump of cheese out of her bag and gave them to Marona. "Don't go hungry, I doubt Ash would appreciate you starving."

And that said and done, she turned and started walking, pulling out the journal and toying with it, preparing to comment to her personal journal and to the communal journal, where hopefully she might get more useful answers than she'd been recieving lately...

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(OOC: Cut! That's a wrap! XD Karst's gonna comment in her journal and on the message board like I mention here, most likely gonna be backtalked by Xigbar again, and then RP walking to the weapons shop.)

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