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paixaorpg2006-12-22 12:35 am
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The Meeting of Two Wanderers [Completed]
Character(s): Kenshin, Jintetsu
Content: A drifter and a rurouni meet. ^_^
Setting: Around L6-L7
Time: Morningish
Warnings: None.
He'd spoken to a lot of the city-folk the day before, and hadn't been able to get much from them at all, much to his dismay, however they had been very eager to teach him how to use the strange object he'd been given.
It had taken him awhile, and a lot of advice, but Kenshin soon had a slight grasp of how to use the thing, although how it worked still puzzled him no end, but he decided it wasn't worth trying to understand at the moment.
The object was just one of the many puzzles about this place. Saitou was another puzzle. Kenshin had no idea how he could think he'd 'taken care of' Soujirou, when ... well he hadn't. Soujirou hadn't seemed to know what Saitou was talking about either, so at least that was somewhat comforting.
But another thing troubled him, if Saitou and Soujirou was here ... where was everyone else? Could more he knew or his friends be here? He hoped they weren't, but ... if somehow they were he would have to find them!
Other than discovering if any others he knew were here, he was at a bit of a loss at what the do. He'd been simply wandering, which was something he knew well how to do.
He'd spent one night in a cold alley, but had managed, though now felt a little still today. Slipping his arms into his kimono, he walked along the cobblestone, as he wondered what to do. Oblivious of the strange stares of the city's people who paused as he walked past. He was used to it, so had no problems ignoring it.
Content: A drifter and a rurouni meet. ^_^
Setting: Around L6-L7
Time: Morningish
Warnings: None.
He'd spoken to a lot of the city-folk the day before, and hadn't been able to get much from them at all, much to his dismay, however they had been very eager to teach him how to use the strange object he'd been given.
It had taken him awhile, and a lot of advice, but Kenshin soon had a slight grasp of how to use the thing, although how it worked still puzzled him no end, but he decided it wasn't worth trying to understand at the moment.
The object was just one of the many puzzles about this place. Saitou was another puzzle. Kenshin had no idea how he could think he'd 'taken care of' Soujirou, when ... well he hadn't. Soujirou hadn't seemed to know what Saitou was talking about either, so at least that was somewhat comforting.
But another thing troubled him, if Saitou and Soujirou was here ... where was everyone else? Could more he knew or his friends be here? He hoped they weren't, but ... if somehow they were he would have to find them!
Other than discovering if any others he knew were here, he was at a bit of a loss at what the do. He'd been simply wandering, which was something he knew well how to do.
He'd spent one night in a cold alley, but had managed, though now felt a little still today. Slipping his arms into his kimono, he walked along the cobblestone, as he wondered what to do. Oblivious of the strange stares of the city's people who paused as he walked past. He was used to it, so had no problems ignoring it.
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Sadly Kenshin had nothing much more than a gut feeling, he wasn't sure yet how to prove it. "The only answer sessha has been able to get is "Paixao" and that there is only Paixao. No one seems to know anything, but that!" the rurouni replied, letting out a slight sigh, "Although, sessha noticed on this... thing... there does seem to be many others who mention places sessha has not heard of before either..."
"There must be someone out there who does know more, so sessha shall contiune to wander, and hope he will find them," he finally said after a moments pause. Adjusting his sakabatou lightly at his side, he looked ready to continue on his way. He wished he could be more helpful, but there just was nothing to add, unfortunately.