[ nansen has never actually visited this era before.
it's long past the time of samurai and swords, and thus the history retrograde army never has any reason to infiltrate this period. and yet, for some reason, his saniwa told him that he needed to investigate some sort of disturbance that was detected. it seemed minor enough that only he was sent to scout, but he was given instructions to call for back up if it was needed.
he definitely needs it, but not because of an enemy.
at the moment, nansen is simply staring in awe a very tall building with a large screen on it that's playing ads. it's fascinating. ]
[ Yachiyo doesn't tend to approach strangers. However, this particular one she's noticed has not only been there since she went to her photoshoot but is still standing there gaping up at the building.
It's a little strange and her eyes narrow in thoughtful suspicion. Could he have been kissed by a Witch? Is he under her thrall? Is he debating going up to the top of the building to hurl himself off of it?
It's happened at least once, she can't risk it, so she approaches. ]
his internal thought process does a few cartwheels as he tries to figure out how to handle being approached by someone, and he finally settles on clearing his throat exaggeratedly. ]
I'm fine, nya. [ he covers his mouth. ] How did they make this building so big?
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it's long past the time of samurai and swords, and thus the history retrograde army never has any reason to infiltrate this period. and yet, for some reason, his saniwa told him that he needed to investigate some sort of disturbance that was detected. it seemed minor enough that only he was sent to scout, but he was given instructions to call for back up if it was needed.
he definitely needs it, but not because of an enemy.
at the moment, nansen is simply staring in awe a very tall building with a large screen on it that's playing ads. it's fascinating. ]
Wow... how did they make this so big...
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It's a little strange and her eyes narrow in thoughtful suspicion. Could he have been kissed by a Witch? Is he under her thrall? Is he debating going up to the top of the building to hurl himself off of it?
It's happened at least once, she can't risk it, so she approaches. ]
Is everything all right?
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his internal thought process does a few cartwheels as he tries to figure out how to handle being approached by someone, and he finally settles on clearing his throat exaggeratedly. ]
I'm fine, nya. [ he covers his mouth. ] How did they make this building so big?