starfishbucks | Too late, the melody is over

Character: Isana Yashiro
Fandom: K
Player Name: Jeni

(Warning: Shiro is coming from very near the end of episode 11 for this test run, which means he's heaaaavily spoilerific. I'm putting my post under a cut, but tag/read at your own risk.)

He'd been stabbed.

He distinctly remembered the sensation of sharp, jagged glass being thrust in to his stomach by a girl that looked like Kukuri, but was certainly not acting like her at all. Not like the Kukuri he remembered.

Not that his memories were anything to be trusted anymore.

But no matter how many times he tried to tell himself that, the teenage boy who called himself Yashiro Isana - Shiro for short - couldn't seem to stop touching the hole in his shirt, feeling for a wound that just wasn't there.

Sopping wet, staring at the fountain he'd unceremoniously landed in several moments earlier, he was struggling to get his thoughts together and coming up short. Everything was a jumbled mess, and somewhere just outside of his reach he felt that he had been so close to finally having some answers.

But he had slipped away from it, mere seconds before he could reach that long searched for truth, and there was a strangely fox-like face in his mind that was mocking him all the while, keeping those secrets closely guarded while Shiro was whisked away to... somewhere.

That was just his luck, wasn't it? Two steps forward, ten steps back. And in to another world, apparently.

A sigh left the boy as he wistfully looked up to stare at the odd dome that covered the city he was now in, a humorless, weak laugh leaving him. He kept rubbing at that spot. For a non-injury, his stomach was certainly sore.

"That figures... standing around won't do me any good, though. Maa... if I do nothing Kuroh will get irritated, I'm sure..."

If his companion was even there.

He stooped and picked up the red parasol that some how managed to come with him, dropping it over one shoulder as he finally took a better look around.

"Now... where to start?"

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[There's no plates, and it's not like Shiro has anywhere to go, so he takes the pie and sets it down before clapping his hands together.]

Thank you for the meal!

[And now he'll start picking at it, trying to not make a huge mess.]

[ This one seems to be one of those pies that was near the end of the batch of dough - so its got the criss-crossed crust.

Duke watches, awkwardly. There seems to be something off about this. . . .

Maybe he can figure it out if he studies the situation long enough. . . . ]

[Well Duke, most people don't eat pie with their fingers. And the way he's eating indicates he's trying to do so with some dignity.

But he does look up after the first bite with a grateful smile.]

It's very good, thank you.

[ But there are a lot of things that can be eaten
with fingers. Why wouldn't pie be one of them-

Yeah, no. Cooked fruit + fingers = mess. That is why forks are a thing. ]

... Forks.

[ He'll. Just kinda turn and go get some- ]

Eheh... I wasn't going to say anything. I didn't want to make you to go any extra trouble for me...

But thank you.

[ He'll reply to that once he's back with a small fistful of them and a cheap cup to hold them. ]

Expected them to go home and be eaten.

[ and here is your fork. ]

Well... I would do just that, if I had a home to go to.

[Shiro takes the fork, but the weight of what he just said slowly falls on him, leaving him staring at his food.

When was the last time he had a home? His "enrollment" in Ashinaka High School had been nothing but a ruse.

But was a ruse he had enjoyed, however short the time was.]

I suppose I'll have to find my own housing now, won't I?

Free. Hotel for first week, empty apartments elsewhere.

[ Or you can build your own home, or put a tent up in the forest, or something like that. ]

Hotel?

[Just so long as it's not a love hotel. Though from the sounds of it it's far from it.]

[ He would have to ask Zelos about those- ]

Inn, tavern with lodging and lacking bar, common room, or taproom.

Oh, I know what it is! I'm just surprised they're willing to give so much away for free.

[Nomming more of the pie.]

I suppose now the choice is if I should stay there, or attempt to make my way on my own.

... oh! Jumping topics for the moment, but have any others appeared here recently? I'm hoping some of my friends might be here.

Basics are free as well; home specific items are what requires money.

[ And a slight headtilt. ]

This week is commonly known as 'arrival week'. Plaza is place of arrivals, possible. Do not know.

[ If they did, they didn't ask a question in Duke's expanded hearing range and he didn't show up to answer it. ]

Money. Sounds like I'll be looking for work as well.

[That's.. going to be interesting.]

I see... is there any sort of residency list?

... On the starfish. Check pockets.

[ He kinda feels like that explains all it needs to... ]

Starfish-- ?

[His uniform didn't have many pockets, but the mention of it did make Shiro suddenly aware that he'd been getting jabbed with something uncomfortable in his hip since his arrival.

He patted it with a hand before reaching in and pulling out the strange device, only to stare at it.]

Communication device; capable of text, video, voice. Residency list is on it.

[ If he looks confused for too long Duke will just reach over and find the list for him. ]

Oh! I see! It's... really different from my PDA. Let me see if I can figure this out...

[And there he goes, fiddling with functions and pressing buttons to see what they do.]

[ Its a starfish with buttons.

Have fun. ]

[Definitely not a PDA.

Never thought he'd actually miss messing with those things.

Soon enough though he has the list up and is flipping through it, but a frown tugs on is lips. There's no mention of Kuroh Yatagami or Neko.]

... I suppose I'm on my own again for now.

....

[ Okay. There isn't really anything Duke can say to that. ]

[Just as fast as the sad expression had shown up, it was gone and replaced by a smile.]

I'll just have to get things ready for them then!

... Find unclaimed apartment.

[ That would be his first step- ]

Would you know where to start looking for one?

.... Neighborhoods.

[ .... Was he expecting a different answer? ]

[He's only seen the plaza so far, and he's not used to such a small city.]

... well, yes, I would expect as much.

["But can you be a little more specific?" seems to be the unasked question here.]

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