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@seahibiscxs || Starter call

Residents of the Cappuccino district might be used to seeing a tall teenage boy run down the streets chasing seemingly nothing by now, but Jae In himself liked to believe he had managed to blend in with a normal life style pretty well so far. But today, too, he was out on a chase, trying to catch up to the escapee a couple of paces ahead of him. He had developed a keen eye by now, for it was easy to lose tracks of his creations and he doubted he’d be able to find it again if he took his eyes off it for even a moment. In retrospect, perhaps making an Olympics inspired group of doodles wasn’t the best idea, but in his defense he never imagined his (roller skate wearing) ice skating stickman to escape through the crack in the door. That was a new one. Thankfully, as it appeared his breath was about to run short, his creation was stopped by someone’s p... pet? 

Hello so I never actually posted a starter call on this blog because of how busy I was at the time. Gonna do that now. Like this post or comment with a random song title/lyrics that I can use for inspiration if you want a starter from Jae In! Starters will NOT be set during the event!

           While Hinata was busy trying to calm down, he took his hand to the top of his head, and measured it back and forth. But it froze to a stop the moment the other bent down more toward his level. What were they doing? Squatting? Maybe they were making fun of his height? He was paranoid as ever, he hated having a height complex. It taunted his mind forever, and even past his high school adventure he hasn’t even grown an inch! How infuriating.

           The strands on his hair twitched the moment he heard the other respond. Were they nervous? This lanky, six feet guy, nervous as he was? Unless it was just because of this awkward situation. He had to pause and progress everything happening. His tiny brain could only handle so much, after all. Once he finally did process it all, he waved his hands tremendously, flailing them about like a child would around their mother.

            ❛ Only 17?! That’s not. Fair. At all…! ❜  why was life never fair? And here he goes, shouting on the top of his lungs, only to get a ton of ‘shh’s’ from him. He piped down soon as he noticed he was in trouble. Man, libraries sure were strange, how did people manage to be this quiet as if it were testing time? Studying was too much for him to comprehend.

           When he finally stopped flailing, he stared at the book that the other grabbed. The lobster looked ready to be fed to him in an instant. He wanted it badly, it was clear as his mouth was drooling slightly. His stomach also rumbled a little, which interrupted the awkward silence.

            ❛ I want some of that too but I would probably burn it somehow… ❜ could lobster get burned? Wasn’t it boiled or something? He didn’t quite know how lobster worked, but it was fishy.

            ❛ I-I’m Hinata. Shoyo Hinata. Sorry for freaking out at you Miste—Jae InYoon! ❜ well he totally screwed that up. He was trying to just say Jae In, but the name slurred over his tongue at his attempt. Calling him Jae would be just as easy. Or maybe raven boy, since his hair was clearly black and it stood out with how tall he was.

            ❛ I need help though. I’m not here for lobster, m-much as I want it! ❜ he held onto his stomach as he tried to hide his hunger.

Somehow it felt as though he was being observed. The other’s gaze was very intense and his sense for exaggeration would even claim that his very soul was being exposed right now. Of course it was nothing quite as grand, just an overly sensitive mind and bucket loads of awkwardness in stressing situations.

Jae In shifted a bit uncomfortably on his feet, and the moment the other opened his mouth and raised his voice, he even jolted in surprise at the sudden noise. He was technically the part time librarian, and yet the hushing commands came from patrons rather than him. “N...Not fair?” he repeated confused, not understanding what his age had to do with anything? There was so much this person said and did that threw him off, but soon another sound filled the quaint silence that ruled within the library -- a low growl.

Was that... this guy’s stomach? Confusion rose within Jae In until he finally glanced down at the book in his hands and saw the title and cover of a very attractively arranged lobster, much matching the other’s words. And all of a sudden it came, and he was entirely merciless in its grip. It started as a bubbly sensation in his stomach, slowly rising up through his throat and unable to contain it, Jae In started laughing.

This naturally resulted in even more hushing hisses from the people around them, and he did his best to quench his sound, but instead gasping hiccups left him, which he tried to mask with a hand. Why was it even so funny? He wasn’t sure, but something had hit him just in the right spot. Maybe the butchering of his name. Maybe the lobster. “I-I’m sorry, haha...” he stuttered out in between laughs and had to clutch at his stomach, attempting to take in deep breaths. Fortunately he could relatively quickly easily get it under control although he was afraid that wasn’t going to be a permanent thing if anything else stroke him as funny.

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          This place was huge…! Hinata was seemingly wandering what felt like forever, and he didn’t even know where he was heading, but it was worth it. There were many things for him to look at, and really, if he took one wrong turn he’d get lost. Actually…

          He came to an abrupt stop. Somehow, he did get lost on his own, and he was looking for a specific place. He was curiously looking for any signs of a bookstore. There was the library that he saw, but he didn’t see any book in there that he wanted. And it was a pretty small library. If he made any loud noises in there, he’d get immediately kicked out, so he left soon after he scanned quickly as he could.

          But this place was kinda cold, kinda creepy. He was getting the heebie jeebies. He kept his coat wrapped around him and checked his phone– damn. It was out of service.

           ❛ Ahh! ❜  he jumped when he ran into a very tall figure that wasn’t there before, or at least he thought wasn’t there. His mind must have been trying to wander somewhere else. This guy that was in front of him must’ve been a foot taller than him, it reminded him of someone he knew in high school—

           ❛ S-s-so tall! ❜ but wait, weren’t they a little on the lanky side like he was? At least it wasn’t like running into athletic boys in championships. ❛ I’m uh, in need of help uh, mister? Y-yeah, mister, ❜ he hoped that they could understand him through his stuttering. He didn’t know what this stranger was going to do. Come to think of it, they almost reminded him of someone, but he couldn’t quite place who as his head was currently spinning.

Bumping into a stranger because they were too short to notice had got to be the most stereotypical joke for any tall person ever, and yet here Jae In found himself feeling some sort of resistance the moment he rounded the bookshelf, and he only noticed what it was from spotting the bright orange from below. Quite a bit below at that.

He had never really enjoyed the comments -- short people tended to overrate how it was being excessively tall, because as far as he was concerned, he would have much rather stopped growing at least ten centimetres ago, and his doctor had even said that there was still a chance he might gain a couple of centimetres before his growth spurts would finally be over. Bumping your head into everything because most places were created with shorter people in mind? Not fun. Constantly being asked how the weather was up here? Not fun. It was as though people treated you as a subhuman every so often, like they had never seen a person above average before, and that was exactly the sort of glance he was met with right now from the... boy? He wanted to say boy, but somehow the other’s features carried too much maturity to fit such a term.

“Yes,” he responded slightly more deadpan than he intended. “I am tall.” To emphasise he awkwardly bent his knees to cut a bit off the height, but quickly bounced back up again as it both felt uncomfortable and his lack of balance skills made him almost stumble. That would have been even more awkward. Sometimes he really wished that he thought a bit more before saying or doing stuff. “Uhm... Sorry about bumping into you though. I didn’t...” Didn’t see him there because he was too short? If anything was going to make the situation more awkward, that was certainly it!

Instead Jae In reached for a random book on the shelf close to the other male. “I had to fetch this,” he instead tried his luck. Why that should explain the collision he wasn’t entirely sure but it’d have to do he supposed. It was quite nice in a way working here, because that meant he knew the system and could easily navigate the bookshelves for whatever he wanted. This book on cooking and preparing lobsters wasn’t entirely it, but hopefully there would be no questions about it.

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     Parona arrived in a violent tumble. Her world spun and she felt the stone thud hard against her back. Each impact, a burst of breath. She came to a shaking stop, kneeling. Her arms and legs, wrapped in cloth, had not been scraped but they ached. A memory teased her but she could not unearth it. It felt damp and heavy in her thoughts, in her chest. It was an important thought, an important memory, but she could only grasp the outline of it, a fearful shape. She raised her head.

     “Where?” Around her, colossal structures. They stood together, limiting her vision and caging her in. Their lines continued further down before her and behind her, some made pleasant by flowers or soft-colored flags and others bereft of gentle character. She knew them to be homes. She knew some to be shops. But it was like being led back into Yanome, her head swimming with the sudden increase of others. How big was this area? How many people were there? How would she get home? Was it safe?

     Clenching her hand into a fist, she gripped the rope strap of a small bag. Sitting up, she opened the knapsack on her lap. A shirt with a message she could not read. Something reflective she did not know of. A plush toy that looked like Fushi. And a letter. With trembling hands, she placed everything else back inside save for the plush and the letter. Parona cradled Plushi with one arm, the other wrapped around the bag and held up the letter. She stared but she could not bring meaning to the script. That was fine. It was fine. She could learn later. For now, she’d need to find someplace safe and then she’d sort everything out. It would be fine. Everything would be okay.

He didn’t notice what had caused it or why -- in fact Jae In only noticed something was out of the ordinary when he heard a thud from somewhere behind, accompanied by a plenitude of grunts, and just in time he turned to behold a rather impressive tumble across the pavement. Fortunately the shopping areas weren’t too crowded this early in the morning, the only ones out and about off to school and work, himself included. Other than supermarkets and convenience stores, nothing would be open for another few hours.

For the time being he simply stood still and observed. She -- a woman he had identified her as, and although small in stature, her features did not appear childish -- seemed pretty alright despite her fall, but the obvious confusion in her face and movements was kind of concerning. Jae In couldn’t claim to know much about medicine and health conditions, he couldn’t claim to know anything at all actually, but better safe than sorry.

The Paladin curiously eyes the other’s look of disbelief and questioning. Was it his ears? People in Koi certainly did seem to be fascinated by them. Perhaps he really was the only cat-like person in this city. Just to be amusing, he flicked them once more to prove that yes, they were real.      “J’atoh Lah, pleasure to meet you.”

He pauses for a moment, considering what his next words should be. Obviously he wasn’t going to lie to him, what point is there in that? Placing his fist over his heart and giving a solid salute, J’atoh nodded in a confident manner. He didn’t suspect this person, there was no evidence to prove that  Yoon Jae In was the killer anyway. Unless he found clues for himself and confirmed they were right, or saw something with his own eyes, he wasn’t going to pin  this act on anyone. 

“Fret not, lad. I don’t suspect you of anything. I’m no expert on criminals but I believe you’re innocent.” Until proven otherwise. 

Phew. Evidently relieved, he exhaled a sigh, glad hat he wasn’t suspicious. If whoever had been spotted was viewed at night, he was quite frankly amazed he was so easily identified as Caucasian, especially if he had been running as one could easily assume to be the case when one was fleeing the scene.

These were countries J’atoh hadn’t heard of before, but he attempts to grasp the general idea of what they (Caucasians) look like. Midlander Hyurs were the most common in Eorzea, but they were easily distinguishable compared to the muscular Highlanders. Either way, he nods to confirm he acknowledges the other’s words.

“I see, thank you! Tis a lot more helpful than blindly guessing. Might I ask for your name? It would be rude of me to not properly thank someone who has helped me.” With a flick of his ears and flash of a smile, he bows his head ocurtously to the young man. So many formalities, but he can’t help it. Pleasantries were needed a lot in his heroic career. 

Okaaaay.... No, that was kind of weird. He kind of assumed the ears were just some kind of accessory or cosplay or whatever, but he hadn’t ever heard of a prop that moved like that. Saying he was confused would be accurate, but not nearly adequate enough. But although he couldn’t really wrap his head around it, there was a tinge of excitement at the possibility of a creature from one of his beloved fantasy novels standing right before him.

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Where on earth had it disappeared off to?

Some people lost their pets -- dogs, cats, birds, whatever -- when they had to deal with chasing down a living being they claimed ownership over. In some way Jae In supposed this could also count as a pet. In some weird, very obscure way. It had been a while since he lost anything -- not counting materialistic objects, which he somehow seemed to misplace on a regular basis -- but when he had finally done a headcount, he was missing a couple of letters.

A murderer on the loose? How troubling. The warrior of Light could easily defend himself, but he wanted to find this person and bring them down. The only problem was…

“What’s a Caucasian?”

This was a serious question and not someone just joking around, right? Seriously? Because honestly how can someone not know what a Caucasian is in this day and age or in any day and age really?

“...” Well shit.

This was not really what he expected from his first proper adventure outside of home, and definitely not from a city with a reputation like the one Koi seemed to have. If his parents found out about this, they were definitely going to insist for him to come straight back home. He didn’t really want to go back home so quick but at the same time the announcement was kind of terrifying. But even so it seemed a bit far fetched...