Track 1: a new beginning

[gratuitousgerman]

[The sound of a motorcycle engine is recorded for a while, then gradually purrs to a stop.

A voice speaks, with a distinct accent and a fairly incredulous tone:]

Riding with the wind often takes me to new places, but I hadn't intended to go quite this far out of the city. [Looking around at passing townsfolk for someone who looks likely to be helpful, but no one seems to be making eye contact.] Perhaps some pretty Fraulein will stop and help me with directions back to the city of angels? I seem to have lost my way as my mind and wheels wandered.

((ooc: Open if you're in the City Royale (he's riding a motorcycle the same color as his coat), and his open journal has showed up in his pocket to record the whole encounter.))

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[lord_wizard]

[Om the way to work, Felix's attention is rather instantly drawn to the loud noise of an engine on the road - unusual enough where the only sounds are footsteps and the rattle of carts wheels. The wizard turns a corner to investigate, just as the sounds halts. Having been exposed to Crowley's car, it sounds vaguely familiar, but it's not a shape he's recognizes. Nor is the man sitting on top of it.]

My compliments on the jacket.

[He smiled warmly. It was very close to his favorite red-violet, though today he was in a jacket of royal blue trimmed with silver and a green waistcoat beneath it.]

[gratuitousgerman]

[Klavier turns his most charming grin on this newcomer.] Danke schön! You're well-dressed, yourself. So few people in this country have any sense of dramatic style.

[He looks around himself, clearly a bit dismayed by his surroundings.] That is...we are still in America, ja? I hardly see how I could have ridden across an ocean without noticing, but this doesn't seem to be an ordinary suburb...

[lord_wizard]

[Felix chuckles lightly. Well, it's unusual to find a newcomer somewhere other than the lobby, but it's an almost welcome change for him. Less so for this man, perhaps]

Oh, you've done better than that. This is another world entirely.

[gratuitousgerman]

Another...world? [He looks around again, and frowns at Felix. Perhaps he's speaking metaphorically?] Is it a theme park of some kind, perhaps? A taste of the past, to attract tourists?

[Help the poor man, Felix. The most magic his world has is spirit channeling.]

[lord_wizard]

Everybody here are tourists in a sense, though not of the intentional kind. Well, to clarify, when I say here, I mostly refer to the people who live there...[He pointed towards where the castle loomed in the distance]

Each of us have been taken from our own world and brought here at the behest of the castle you see over there. Sort of like an over-glorified coin collection.

[gratuitousgerman]

[He looks at the castle, then back at Felix, his tension clearly rising as he tries to work this out.]

...If I've fallen asleep at the wheel, Fraulein Detective will never let me hear the end of it.

[gentleidealist]

[Lloyd is just exiting a little restaurant when he sees the motorcycle. That thing. THAT THING THOUGH. He's so caught up in staring that a bite of sub sandwich falls out of his mouth.]

[gratuitousgerman]

[Klavier notices that stare! At first he thinks Lloyd is staring at him - what is it with young men dressed in red staring at him, anyway? - but Lloyd's gaze doesn't move with him as he gets off the motorcycle, and that lets him guess where the attention is really going. He practically glows with pride as he lays a hand on the gas tank.]

She is a beauty, ja?

[gentleidealist]

[Lloyd shoves the sandwich into his coat. THERE ARE SOME THINGS MORE IMPORTANT THAN FOOD, OK. He accepts the invitation for conversation, pacing his way around the bike.]

I've... I've never seen anything like it. The paint, and the wheels, and the curves...

... wow.

[gratuitousgerman]

[The kid's acting like he's never seen a motorcycle before in his life.

That's kind of weird.]

In a sleepy town like this, I suppose there aren't many people who'd dare to ride one. [That's the explanation, right? They're in the middle of some rural town where no one's rebellious enough to get a bike. Right?]

[gentleidealist]

What is it?

[And Lloyd blows all of that out the window.]

Is it like a car?

[gratuitousgerman]

[Speaking slowly now, he's obviously getting confused by Lloyd's ignorance.] ...It's a motorcycle. And...ja, it runs on an engine like a car, but...

Where are we? [What is happening to his life]

[heirofficium]

[ Ahhhhh, it's been a long time since Sirius' been out on his baby. Then again, it has been too cold to ride since he even got her. Winter must be finally letting up.

He hears the roar of another bike a few streets down, and grins, making his way in that direction. When he sees Klavier- wonderful, another newcomer!- he grins even wider and shouts to him. ]

What model is that? Nice color.

[gratuitousgerman]

She is custom-built! From Germany. [He grins, obviously pleased at the attention.] And yours, that is a classic model, ja? You must take good care of her, to be in such good condition.

Let's add some feminine charm to this thread post shall we?

[kungfuwitch]

[Phoebe had been out for a nice relaxing shopping trip when she'd seen the motorcycle and the cutie riding it. (What? She's married, she's not DEAD). She smirks]

The City of Angels, huh? Now, are you actually talking about Los Angeles, California or another city with a similar name?

Oh, let's!

[gratuitousgerman]

[Pretty lady! Warning, this guy's a devil of a flirt.] Is there another by that name near here? [He raises an eyebrow.] I may have been lost in my thoughts to have become lost in the countryside, but I'm sure I would have noticed crossing the state line, ja?

[kungfuwitch]

[Her smile turns into a grin. Finally! Someone else from California!]

I'm from San Francisco, myself. In terms of this place that makes us neighbors. I'm afraid that we're nowhere near California. Or Earth for that matter. This is Paradisa. It's going to sound pretty unbelievable but it snatches people up from all different times and places and plops us all down here. We can't leave until it sends us home.

[gratuitousgerman]

[He's now looking around for a camera crew.]

...Did Herr Wright put you up to this? [It seemed like the sort of revenge Phoenix Wright would take: an ultimately harmless prank designed to make him feel foolish and nothing more.

But he couldn't very well have made Klavier get lost, or predicted that he'd be out wandering. And this set is too elaborate for someone of his means.] ...Nein, that's a foolish question. But fraulein, what you say is clearly impossible.

[kungfuwitch]

I'm sorry? [She looks confused. Wright... wasn't there a guy at the castle a while ago with that name? She shakes her head]

I'm not joking with you. I'm from San Francisco in the year [she has to stop and think for a moment] 2005. There are people here from all different places and times. There are people here who aren't even human.

[gratuitousgerman]

...

[It's 2026 when he comes from. 2005...he was only a baby then.

He stares at her. He doesn't have Herr Forehead's talent for spotting lies in the tiniest twitch, but experience pulling the truth out of witnesses on the stand has left him with a more mundane level of skill, and he doesn't see any sign that she's telling him anything besides the truth as she knows it.

It's just that it's crazy, and impossible.

He looks around again. There's absolutely no sign of Los Angeles anywhere nearby. The surrounding technology level definitely does not fit 2026. There appears to be a castle in the distance.]

...I don't understand.

and back to the boys

[heliotroping]

[he'd ride up in his own if he were cooler, but sadly he is not cool at all and opts to walk to work in town like a peasant

He does let out a low whistle upon seeing the new sight in town though]

That's a great bike..!

[gratuitousgerman]

Danke! [He pats the motorcycle proudly.] I brought her with me all the way from Germany.

[heliotroping]

[He's not sure if he's actually new or if he punched the castle or something and had it spit out a bike from this Germany place...

Probably the former]

I see... What's her top speed?

[gratuitousgerman]

The maker claims up to three hundred kilometers an hour. Of course, I've never had occasion to truly test her limits that far. It'd be terribly humiliating to get a speeding ticket from someone I might know, ja? So I avoid pressing my luck.

[heliotroping]

[kilometers is about...]

You don't have to worry about that here.