Date: 2012-02-18 09:40 am (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (I can smile when it's warranted)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
[Looks at you smiling to put you off guard, or at least off-balance.]

I'm just trying to get home. There are people depending on me there.

Date: 2012-02-18 09:56 am (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (Freakingly proud daddy)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
[Wide-eyed] You fight-

[Scrambling to case and starting tinkering with things excitedly, mostly forgetting you in the process.]

Date: 2012-02-18 11:27 pm (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (Freakingly proud daddy)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
[Obviously your words have kickstarted something in my brain and I am working happily on something.]

Date: 2012-02-19 03:08 am (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (What do you mean I have a hole in my pan)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
[Technical support is technical support anywhere. Same with inventors. Still happily puttering away.]

[Stops at the sound of voices coming from somewhere below/nearby.]

Date: 2012-02-19 03:37 am (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (Really I do have something to say)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
[I am trying to veeery casually hold my brush at the ready without it seeming like a threat. It's probably best I don't have my sword at hand. I can see that you've got a female friend in a pinkish dress and a guy in a bandana.]

Ah- hello?

[At least if the girl is holding a gun in her hand it's not pointed at me yet, and is the boy holding a trident, of all things?]

Date: 2012-02-19 03:58 am (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (Angsty angst is angst)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
"Fudou Leo," I say, as calmly as possible. My brain is racing through spells to disarm him, all of them; all it will take is a brush stroke. "I mean you no harm."

The girl in pink is standing as if she is trying to decide whether I'm a threat or not, gun aimed at me. Her friend with the bandana is pointing the trident in my direction. If needs be, I'll toss the three flanking me their way, but I'd rather just talk my way out.

"Doc-san," the girl in pink says, "Did he harm you?"

I can see that everybody's concerned about the man I've been talking to, and that I'm in trouble if they decide the answer is yes.

"He's not anyone I recognize," the bandana boy says, but he doesn't shift.

Date: 2012-02-19 04:14 am (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (Angsty angst is angst)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
I appreciate him moving towards me, this Doc or Don, and shift subtly to protect him, even though it's from his own friends. At least the other two haven't moved forward, though the ones flanking me haven't moved.

"From... weird clothes world?" the boy with the bandana says. He seems antsy, and Leo hopes that he's not going to rush forward and attack.

Not that his colleague seems to need much help with holding a sword at my neck.

"I fight against demons," I tell the group, hoping that they do believe me. Spells are still not out of the question. "When I was going home with a friend, we got separated and I landed here."

Date: 2012-02-19 04:36 am (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (Stepping around things)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
I step back and bow. It seems the reasonable thing to do.

Don obviously doesn't want this turning into a fight. I don't either, though I don't put the brush away. "Pleased to meet you. Please treat me well."

They don't look very convinced, but the man in the red coat - Marvelous? - hasn't brought the sword back up. The trident is drooping and the gun has dropped down.

"So, where is he from? What kind of warriors do they have? Do they have sentai teams?" the boy with the bandana rushes forward after a moment.

"Um." I don't know how to respond for a moment.

Date: 2012-02-19 05:07 am (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (What do you mean I have a hole in my pan)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
"Makai Priest," I tell bandanna boy. "I help our Knights fight h-demons - the one I was working with was injured. I suppose you could say we were a sentai, but we don't really have teams other than maybe two Knights with a Priest."

The girl in Pink is pouring herself a cup of tea. The girl in yellow and the man in blue are starting to drift off from the conversation, but it's the kind of "drifting off" a Makai Knight would when there's still danger around.

Red - Marvelous - is watching me intently. He's sitting down in the chair in the middle of the room, but that doesn't mean he's taken his eyes off of me.

Date: 2012-02-19 05:51 am (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (Stepping around things)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
"No, they're stronger," I reply absently. Now that these people don't think I'm going to kill Don, I'm starting to remember what I was working on before they barged in. "I'm the support. Technical support, you might call it."

He's giving the cakes to the Captain. Bandana is still hovering around. "Don-san's the support for our team!" he volunteers. "He fights, too! So, you're kind of a team."

I have to smile at this. "I'm not as good a fighter as the Knights are." Even though I'm technically a Knight, I'm not going to mention that to them. I pick up my sword and place it next to the rest of my equipment. "But everybody involved in our world fights." Except the ones who don't.

Date: 2012-02-19 07:03 am (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (What do you mean I have a hole in my pan)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
That's something I never expected to hear. I do train with Kouga-san, but I've never done so as a Knight, and the rest of the world either doesn't know or is sworn to secrecy. "Here?" I ask, slightly dumbfounded.

Date: 2012-02-19 09:21 pm (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (Nobody out-earnests me)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
I'd really like to go home, but it's going to require some concentration, which I might not be able to achieve here. Don's shrug makes me wonder if this is normal for his world or at least his place.

"I can spar, if you want," I tell Marvelous, hefting my brush, "But I also need to work on getting home. My partner was wounded in the last fight." I'm sure that he's probably safe and getting medical attention on the Senate grounds, but I can't let that stop me. Besides, I have a lot to explain to him.

Date: 2012-02-23 01:55 am (UTC)
surprisingwolf: (Deep in thought or remorse)
From: [personal profile] surprisingwolf
I resist mentioning that it's kind of silly for him to try. He clearly isn't familiar. Instead, I nod, returning to my things and starting to work on how to get home.

Bandanna boy is trying to ask something, but it looks like somebody's gagged him. The rest of the crew seem more or less interested in what I'm doing, and I figure that as long as it doesn't distract me from figuring out where I am, I don't mind them watching me.

I cast a spell, glyphs lighting up around me, as I reach out and try to figure out where I've landed.

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