Heading to Town

[lookingforhead]

Who: Celty and YOU! Newcomers welcome
When: Throughout January
Where: Various places around the Far Shore, Tokyo, Anywhere that works
What: Celty running deliveries for her side business, for temple business, and otherwise just riding around
Warnings: None



Deliveries
Celty's done her best to promote her business, though some of it did get drowned out other things going on.v In any case, even with the holiday season winding down there's still a need for couriers. She's also done her best to promote her work in the land of the living and a couple people manage to remember her ad long enough to hire her, even if they don't remember anything about the driver herself. It works well enough for her and it's a way to make some money on the side. She's also doing a fine service in helping to gather things from the near shore that people simply need or want on the far shore.

Perhaps you're sending her out on a job or she's just finishing one for you? Or maybe you run into her in Tokyo or elsewhere while she's out on business.

Temple Business
Celty of course isn't so selfish to focus on her side gig to neglect helping her god. Now and then she's able to help with a few things that fall into the relative domain of Thoth. Bookstores, schools and libraries find deliveries from Ibis Publishing mixed in with their orders...but all the paperwork seems to be in order and the books are of surprisingly high quality.

Back at Patchouli's temple, Celty can be spotted unloading boxes of books she's picked up from the land of the living, some to add to her god's personal library or simply borrowed from other libraries. She can also be seen taking care of the birds, baboons and cats lounging around the temple grounds basking in the general Egyptian ambiance.

Hit The Road
Even if she doesn't have work to do it's in Celty's nature to take to the roads. If anything her delivery work is more of an excuse to drive around long distance and top speed. She takes care not to put anyone in danger and she does follow most traffic laws in the land of the living, but given the chance she just pours on the speed. She can also be seen on the roads in the Far Shore, and for those who only saw her up to this when she first arrived, or those who just arrived recently, her bike is doing a much better job of mixing with the local ambiance.

Namely, it's just about silent. There's no roar of an engine, no billowing of smoke, no smell of burning gasoline or rubber in the air. Her black bike runs smooth, but whenever she lets it go for a strong run or takes a particularly tight turn the sound of a ghastly horselike wail fills the air. She'll pull to a stop if someone flags her down, but anyone who decides to ride up alongside her may be taken as a challenge to race.

Wildcard
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Comments

hit the road

[reloves]

.. Wow, that sure is something to see. Motorcycles aren't that weird to Minako at all (although they do seem to be rarer up here around the Far Shore), but there's definitely something special about seeing this one riding in the distance without making any sound. Or maybe it's so quiet that she can't hear it from this distance? But even as the bike gets closer, Minako still can't hear anything, prompting her to stick a finger into her ear and see if maybe she's the problem here and suddenly lost her hearing.

Doesn't seem like it though. And her curiosity, coupled with the fact that she recognizes the outfit of the person riding on the bike as it gets closer, makes her put up her hand to try and pull the driver's attention.

"Hey..! Over here!"

Re: hit the road

[lookingforhead]

The rider raises her hand before she starts to slow, letting Minako know she saw the signaling. As she pulls to a halt though there is a noise that echoes around the bike that was almost, but not quite, entirely unlike an engine. More like a horse's whinny, or rather a recording of one warped and maybe played backwards, rerecorded and forward again from there.

Fully stopped and safe, Celty sits up in her seat and fishes out her phone to type. 'Afternoon. Can I help you?

[reloves]

That sound definitely was.. odd. Not the kind of noise she'd expect one of those bikes to make, but then again, what does she know! It's not like she ever remembers having driven around on one of them before, nor has she even seen here. Maybe all bikes here just make that noise! That thought makes her shrug the whole idea off quickly, instead just easily smiling at Celty.

"No, no! I just wanted to say hi! We.." She almost says 'spoke', but maybe that's kind of sensitive with Celty's whole phone typing deal? ".. met each other a while ago! On the first day I was here! Do you remember that?"

[lookingforhead]

Celty did remember that, though she also seems to recall there might have been some confusion at the time over her gender? No matter now.

'I do remember. It was brief but I think we were both a bit busy? Anyway it's nice to see you again.'

[reloves]

She laughs a little. "Yeah, I sure was.." That's kind of how your first day works here, Minako figures, so she doesn't mind admitting a bit of weakness there. It was just all so overwhelming to be told she was dead and that there were all these new things going on she never heard of before.

"But that makes this a perfect time for a better conversation, right?" Clearly she's just assuming Celty has nothing to do like her... "I'd like to get to know you better!"

hit the road (which...i am going to do for vacation...but when i'm back i'll keep tagging)

[priforprince]

A race, you say? This suave rider whose biker suit and motorcycle itself are all various shades of purple does not seem opposed.

In fact, they even seem to be nudging up on Celty from behind in a deliberate provocation. Make way! The one true champion is coming through.

Wheee~

[lookingforhead]

What's this? She knew the large red man was spoiling for a race with her but this seems like something else entirely. Certainly not his build or style. There's something familiar about this challenger, but with that helmet there's no way to guess who it might be. No way at all. It would be priposterous to think otherwise!

But it's not in her nature to turn down a chance to let all lose and ride, and dork she is she can't help but get caught up in the thematics of the moment either.

She glances at the other rider and moves to match pace with them. If they're going to race then they're going to do a start line right, even if they're moving while doing so.

[priforprince]

Oh, very clever. A fair and square bout, then. So be it! But - that's no reason to go easy on an opponent, ever.

Celty won't get to stay at her start line for long. The purple motorcyclist nods to her, once, and then turns back to the road....and immediately hits the ignition.

Overwhelming triumph. Absolute victory. Perfect domination. These are their trademarks! This is their style!

The overwhelming absolute king is probably lucky this road doesn't have many other vehicles on it.

[lookingforhead]

Go easy? Oh of course not. But at least they can say the start was as fair as it could be.

Celty chose this road at this time of day for just the reason that the king is lucky for. Best to have a road you can open up on without causing problems for others. Traffic had its own thrill, but these opportunities weren't to be wasted.

And a proud king ought to know better than to turn their back on a black knight. Shooter lets out a baleful whinny as Celty encourages him to cut loose, and the black bike surges ahead!

Deliveries

[unlucky7]

With a desire to keep an outward appearance of calm and having her life together despite the contrary, it's uncommon for Ginia to look harried. She spots Celty at a light at an intersection, furiously waving her down as she adjusts the large shopping bag around her arm and running ahead to where there's a spot against the curb Celty can safely pull over at. Typing furiously, Ginia shoves the message in Celty's face.

Sorry if you aren't busy can I ask a favor?

Re: Deliveries

[lookingforhead]

Likely more than anyone else, Celty is able to read Ginia's body language. She was at first happy to see her friend waving to her but it quickly ran to concern at those subtle silent touches in the way she was waving.

With the phone thrust into her face she jerks back, but then gently reaches out and pushes it back down. She nods in reply. That's all that's needed. She doesn't need to ask why before saying yes.

[unlucky7]

Ginia slumps, tension escaping with a long sigh, relief crossing her face. She straightens up and types furiously, showing the message in spurts as she adds onto it.

Thank you!
I was running some prayers for Caster and got a delivery request from one of his followers.
I need to get to Odaiba within the next hour but didn't realize how far it was from here.
Mind giving me a lift?

[lookingforhead]

Odaiba huh? Tricky, but not impossible. Traffic would be more of an issue than distance, but she could make it happen easy. Celty nodded and then held out her hand in front of her friend. Shadows swirled from her sleeve and took the form of a pitch black motorcycle helmet with a pair of cute cat ears much like but a bit more stylized than those on Celty's helmet.

Safety first.

hit the road

[yasei]

It is simply impossible to not hear that sound, and Obi has been hearing it without being able to identify where it comes from for a while. He's curious, extremely curious. And then when he does find out where the sound comes from, he's even more intrigued because while he has seen those peculiar machines in the Near Shore, he has no idea what they actually are. He's assuming that they're not cars, but he's also assuming that cars requires four wheels exactly, no more, no less.

She passed by to fast another time, but when he does see her approach in the distance as he's sitting in a bare tree, he swings down, dangling upside down with no effort, and he waves. Possibly too much but, he's not the number one serious individual in the Far shore in the first place. If it doesn't catch her attention now, he supposes that he'll have to find her when she's not straddling that machine at high speeds.

Re: hit the road

[lookingforhead]

Celty was enjoying her ride. There was something of an extra layer of solitude of riding in the winter, fewer people in the road and the general quiet of the season. Of course, having someone swing down from a tree in her path is a bit more of a shocking turn.

She caught a glimpse of him in time of course, but she was going fast enough to need to pull her bike to a sliding halt. A loud wail echoed in the air about her, sounding a lot less like a motorcycle and more like a ghastly horse whinnying in protest. But despite the trouble she does indeed succeed in coming to a stop right in front of where he's deciding to hang loose.

She says nothing, but her helmet cocks in such a way that the pitch black visor seems to shout, 'WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?'

[yasei]

A lot of people wonder what is wrong with you. Often with curses added into an angry tirade.

Obi senses irritation. But Obi has never been too bothered by irritation aimed at him, it's just another feature that comes with some people, sometimes every time they deal with him.

But it wasn't like she was going to hit him if she passed by without stopping, even at that speed. He's not right in the road or anything, he's learned to at least avoid that by now. After a couple times of nearly getting run over and only managing to avoid it thanks to reflexes.

And yet, this irritation. Had she not wanted to be waved to a stop? She could have just continued.. An unhelpably polite person (with a temper)? He doesn't know. "Oh, did I interrupt you while you're busy, Miss? Sorry sorry. I just wanted to ask you a couple things, that's all."

[lookingforhead]

It really was the suddenness of it more than anything else. She was having a perfectly good ride around the countryside and the sudden shock of nearly running into someone, no matter how secure he felt in his dodging skills, has thrown her off. But considering no harm has come to either of them she's willing to let it slide for the moment, provided this is important.

With a smooth and practiced motion she pulls her phone out, typing into it and holds it out for him to read the screen, 'Yes? What can I help you with?'

Hit The Road - Far Shore

[royaltyloyalty]

Dokugakuji walks up the stairway of his temple complex just to check on things that his two Soulless Shinki are working on around the time that Celty's rolling on through. He gapes uncharacteristically, because that is definitely not something you see on the Far Shore every day. He recognizes by her headlessness that she's one of the less human folks running around, but still... he scratches his own neck wondering if he should say something, ask questions, that sort of thing.

Either way, he's staring for a bit as she moves by and does a slow sort of wave for lack of any other way to respond to a motorcycle in the middle of ye olden temples.

Re: Hit The Road - Far Shore

[lookingforhead]

Normally Celty would be wearing her helmet during her ride, both for the sake of spooking others and just...well...it makes her feel a bit more safe while riding around. Following the rules of the road keeps one mindful after all. In any case, it's that line of thinking that leads her to pull over to a stop as he waves.

As the bike rolls to a stop it makes a noise that was almost, but not quite, entirely unlike an engine. Almost something like a whinny really. Up close now he might perhaps recognize the yellow helmet she has the handlebar threaded through. The phone she fishes out to reply is the next clue.

'Hi. Do you need anything? I hope I wasn't causing a problem riding through this area.'

[royaltyloyalty]

"Not at all," he replies more casually than he feels, "I was just surprised..." He points at the bike. "Never seen anything quite like that before. Most of the vehicles I've ever seen have to be more sturdy to get over rough terrain. Three or four wheels."

Meanwhile, he walks around the bike a bit. "You're Celty, right? We have some people we know in common."

Sorry, this set of replies got buried

[lookingforhead]

[She nods before typing her reply.]

I am. And Shooter here is a special case. He's a bit more nimble than any other motorcycle you might find.

So who is it we know in common? And who are you for that matter?

[There's a shift as she presents the last line, her shoulders and helmet tilting a bit in question and caution.]

Deliveries

[chibisu]

With how industrious Celty has been, it's been hard not to pay at least a little mind, and she soon gets a message requesting her services at a certain temple in the Central District. Unlike so many other places in the Far Shore, Ebisu's temple actually has asphalt- you know, a place to drive on, and park. There, waiting in the shadow of the enormous skyscraper, is Ebisu and one of his shinki, Aomi.

When Celty pulls up to it, Ebisu waves his hand excitedly. You know, the one not holding onto Aomi. "Hello! Are you the courier we hired?"

[lookingforhead]

The change in the road was actually rather surprising, though Shooter gave an appreciative whinny as the ride got a touch smoother. Dirt roads were lovely in their nostalgic way but asphalt was comfortable. And today was a day where moods leaned more towards comfort.

There was a soft wail that was almost, but not quite, entirely unlike an engine as the bike pulled to a stop and Celty sat up in her seat. Her shoulders hitched in a slight bit of surprise at who she was seeing but waved back. She nodded in reply to the question before fishing her phone out to reply.

'I am. This is my side business.'

[chibisu]

"It's good that you're so industrious." Ebisu's grin grows all the wider. "You would have fit in very well here. So let me know if you ever change your mind!" It'd be good to have someone who's skilled with things like motorcycles, too...

But he's getting ahead of himself. Twisting in Aomi's grip, Ebisu grabs some packages that are nearby- all fortunately fairly small, the kind that are in large envelopes filled with bubble wrap insides. "Anyway, we just need you to do some stop on the Near Shore. They're in regards to prayers of mine, and they won't make it in time if they stick to the delivery methods that humans use."

[lookingforhead]

Celty didn't have any particular need or drive to be looking for a new god to work for at this point in time, and she'd gotten the impression that working for more than one at once was a bad thing. Besides, he was probably giving her mechanical skills a bit more credit than they deserved, though she at least prided herself on being decently tech literate.

But she takes the packages with a nod of understanding at his concerns about timing. He's not the first to hire her with that in mind and one certainly doesn't want a godly blessing getting caught in the mail.

'No problem. Do you intend to pay with Near Shore currency or something else?' Happy as she is to do this it's still a business. And money from the land of the living helps keep her cat fed and her phone up to date, among other things.