I'm Turning Japanese, I Really Think So [ Action + Dictated, Daytime]

[wishmadeinfire]

[ Ashura was out and about, enjoying their new and fair city. The language was unfamiliar and yet he could appreciate it too, it bearing a small resemblance to his own (it did not help him read it at all though). And life here had become much easier now that Percy had explained these 'credit cards'. They were some type of magic he was sure, though he had been told otherwise. Either way, it had helped him solve multiple problems, including that of his clothing. He had managed to purchase several lovely yukata, wearing one today with a wave and fish pattern on it. ( Pants were never okay with him, he did not care what the Castle tried to force on him on a regularly basis). 

He was out exploring Tokyo today, and on the side, trying to find out where some of the ones that had gone quiet had gone. It was worrisome, but at the same time he did not think he could do much, not really. If the Castle wanted them, it would have them, and that knowledge made him rage inside. But it wouldn't do any good. Did it ever?

So today he is walking about the city, stopping at shops or little snack places to sample local cuisine (so you can probably seem him likely with food in his hand or in his mouth at any given point), journal in hand, noting things now and then and sometimes talking - ]

I am actually rather surprised by this place. I have seen many articles of clothing that are reminiscent of my own culture, in small, small ways. But still, it is interesting.

I wonder if this means, somehow, that other worlds potentially draw on or influence others? Or is that merely ridiculous thinking? Anyone have any thoughts?

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[wishgrant]

There's nothin' like this stuff back in my world. [ have a small child interrupting whatever you're doing, ashura. he's holding a lot of candy, because something made the castle think giving a previously starving child unlimited access to money was a good idea. ] Not even the sweeties.

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[wishmadeinfire]

_{[ He blinked, looking down at the little boy and smiling softly. Ashura always had a soft spot for children, especially since the baby plot and his own child had come into his life - albeit however shortly.}

He tuts when he sees all of the candy. ]

Well, it is a strange world then. Much of these things are strange to me too, little one.

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[wishgrant]

[ After a moment of consideration, he holds out one of the bags, as if to offer some. ] This whole place is strange!

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[wishmadeinfire]

_{[ He laughed, reaching down to take one of the bags and open it, peering at the little sweets inside. He took one and popped it in his mouth, for he was a great lover of sweets. Sometimes more than any child, it might seem, which was a wonder considering he was as lean as he was. ]}

Aye, that it is, little one. Have you been exploring all by yourself?

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[wishgrant]

Yeah! There's so much to see! I've never seen anythin' like this place!

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[wishmadeinfire]

It is quite wonderful. Why don't we explore together for a bit?

_{[ Because letting this small child run about by himself for any period of time seemed like a horrible idea. Anything could happen to him!}

He held out his hand to him, arm shrouded by the white, pale blue, and bright gold of his yukata.]

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[wishgrant]

[ He seems surprised at the hand being held out at first, and then takes it with a huge smile. ] Okay! Where d'you wanna go?

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[wishmadeinfire]

Well, how about towards that tall tower over there? That looks exciting.

_{[ He points to Tokyo Tower, looming up through the buildings, a narrow spire. ]}