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thenearshore2019-03-16 10:44 am
chibisu) wrote in thenearshore2019-03-16 10:44 am
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Who: Ebisu, Aomi, and various out-temple workers
What: Time for a relaxing trip to Kanagawa, before the next thing blows up.
Where: Kanagawa
When: Sometime after that compound mess
Kanagawa Prefecture has a lot of good points. There's an opening to the ocean, a lake for touring, beautiful views of Mt. Fuji wherever you look, and all sorts of interesting museums or temples. Aomi, the organizer of this little trip, agrees for everyone to meet at Iiyama Kannon an hour or two before noon. An easy famous place that people hopefully won't get lost going to, and all. Until then, well, people are free to go wherever they like. They don't even have to stay in Atsugi, where the meeting area is supposed to be. There are beaches not that far off, zoos to enjoy various animals, parks where carefully cultivated flowers are in gleeful bloom, a bustling Chinatown, and even the little island of Enoshima.
When the time comes to meet up, however, Aomi can be found alongside Ebisu with a bulging backpack and he does a quick headcount to make sure everyone is there before continuing on. The ultimate destination isn't any of the many tourist attractions in Kanagawa, but rather he leads away from the cities and towards the forests of the prefecture. Aomi would have made sure to remind everyone that morning over text to wear hiking boots.... so hopefully they all remember to do that, because the path chosen is one that has no actual path at all. Hopefully no one gets hurt, although it shouldn't be too hard.
What's the destination? That much becomes obvious once they hit some more even land, where a small stone monument has been placed at the base of a fully blossoming Japanese wisteria. Here, Aomi will let everyone know it's fine to take a break, and settle down. It's here that he'll help spread out some various picnic blankets and begin unpacking from his enormous backpack. He's been courteous enough to pack lunch for just about everyone, and a good variety in case any one dish doesn't suit someone. There's delectably spicy yokosuka curry, juicy shirokoro horumon, rare to get shonan pork sausages, and a variety of sushi that takes full advantage of being from a seaside prefecture. Everyone is free to relax beneath the wisteria blossoms and enjoy the view peeking out from the trees.
What: Time for a relaxing trip to Kanagawa, before the next thing blows up.
Where: Kanagawa
When: Sometime after that compound mess
Kanagawa Prefecture has a lot of good points. There's an opening to the ocean, a lake for touring, beautiful views of Mt. Fuji wherever you look, and all sorts of interesting museums or temples. Aomi, the organizer of this little trip, agrees for everyone to meet at Iiyama Kannon an hour or two before noon. An easy famous place that people hopefully won't get lost going to, and all. Until then, well, people are free to go wherever they like. They don't even have to stay in Atsugi, where the meeting area is supposed to be. There are beaches not that far off, zoos to enjoy various animals, parks where carefully cultivated flowers are in gleeful bloom, a bustling Chinatown, and even the little island of Enoshima.
When the time comes to meet up, however, Aomi can be found alongside Ebisu with a bulging backpack and he does a quick headcount to make sure everyone is there before continuing on. The ultimate destination isn't any of the many tourist attractions in Kanagawa, but rather he leads away from the cities and towards the forests of the prefecture. Aomi would have made sure to remind everyone that morning over text to wear hiking boots.... so hopefully they all remember to do that, because the path chosen is one that has no actual path at all. Hopefully no one gets hurt, although it shouldn't be too hard.
What's the destination? That much becomes obvious once they hit some more even land, where a small stone monument has been placed at the base of a fully blossoming Japanese wisteria. Here, Aomi will let everyone know it's fine to take a break, and settle down. It's here that he'll help spread out some various picnic blankets and begin unpacking from his enormous backpack. He's been courteous enough to pack lunch for just about everyone, and a good variety in case any one dish doesn't suit someone. There's delectably spicy yokosuka curry, juicy shirokoro horumon, rare to get shonan pork sausages, and a variety of sushi that takes full advantage of being from a seaside prefecture. Everyone is free to relax beneath the wisteria blossoms and enjoy the view peeking out from the trees.
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[Hi Shun. Then again, there's someone who went through a huge heaping of trauma. The same with a lot of teens. It's easier to know with the gods, with some of the shinki... she certainly has questions about some of them. Like Suzaku.]
I'm glad my temple is all adult too. Or mostly? A few definitely have apparent ages that make them look young, but when some are a few centuries old, it's a little moot.
[Ginia pauses and smiles across at Waver, the kind of unguarded smile soon to be accompanied by a silly question.]
How old do you think I am?
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... physically? No. No. [Waver places a hand over his dead heart - silly it is.] You are cunning my lady Ginia - your trap superb. But I, a gentleman, recognize it for what it is. I know better than to ever guess a woman's age.
[Then he wheezes dryly a bit.]
About the same.
Me?
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She studies Waver in turn, lightly turning her head one way and then the other, a light production as she makes a decision. He's certainly a mature one, sporting some serious lines around his eyes and forehead at time. But she wouldn't say he's terribly old either.]
Early to middle thirties. I'd skew younger if it weren't for your wrinkles. Though now that I know you can hide the grey in your hair, perhaps you're secretly ancient.
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[An amused scoff. He's older than that and the ancient thing is on the nose. He slaps his chest like he was shot through the heart.
... and it's an indication of the wrongness of him being like this by the rules of the system. Waver died ready to move on and resolved to his sacrifice - his only desire was to be with his king afterwards. And since Iskandar was already dead and on the Throne...
He wasn't asking for more life. He earned his own enshrinement though he doesn't realize it quite yet.]
Maybe I ought to set up shop at Siwa and give Oracle-ing a go. I certainly have the scrying down.
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[Alas, they'll never be internet famous. All for the better given seemingly everyone's fondness for rooftop running. Ginia studies Waver, mental image leaning more toward the cartoonish as she adds a starry wizard hat and robes to his appearance.]
We should probably head out soon. I'd hate to miss what Aomi has planned.
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[Alas, no internet fame. They could have been idols. Well... Waver's inclination towards Mage secrecy would have gotten in the way of that, but... everyone uses magic in Heaven.
One last bite of wagashi.]
Oh yeah. I don't want to keep people waiting. I'm guessing he gave you no clues?
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[The network is full of all sorts of wonders and a vehicle for entertainment more often than anything else. If it helps someone, it was worth it.]
Only it's an annual tradition. My coworkers refused to ruin the surprise so it must be something nice.
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That might be an idea for later. I think I'll play with the different forms of divination - maybe see if I can do a mean Tarot for instance - around the office first. Some of our coworkers are in to that.
I'll see what's a hit.
[Waver reaches for a napkin.]
I look forward to cracking the mystery, then. Shall we?
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[If it did, most everyone wouldn't have to whale so hard on the games they play. At least they're contributing to the economy. He'll definitely have his share of takers.
As promised, Ginia waves down the server to settle their check.]
Next time we talk and there's food, no business, okay? Or let's try to stave off business as much as possible.
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[Says the gamer.]
... do we need something like a swear jar for that? I think we need something like a swear jar. Sometimes I wonder if we both just can't help ourselves some days.
[SIGH.]
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We're adults who can't help but overthink because we care too much about the people around us.
[Maybe more than themselves. Maybe just her. The server returns with Ginia's change.]
But a swear jar sounds good.
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[Oh... it's both of them. Learning to love yourself is a process, after all.
A bit of a smile.]
We'll figure it out someday.
[It turns a little weak. ... it's h- ... no, he'll figure it out.]
Hopefully.