#ispur

Despite feeling rather put out that ‘heaven’ apparently did NOT see fit to give him the jacket his grannie made for him specially, in honesty - knowing this was a band new part of the universe that he’d never seen before had him more excited than anything else!! The wonder, the exploration! The thing that first caught his attention on excitable wanderlust taking ahold of him: woaaah! A clearing full of super old trees, and the biggest one was a building: apparently the phone he’d found on him said he’d be staying there? Man, talk about lucky. “I wonder how long you all’ve been here...man, the stories you’d all haveta say about this place if ya could talk, huh, trees?” He always had a fondness for houseplants, and seeing ones THIS big growing so well made him super happy - yeah, talking to one of the big trees probably seemed weird as heck to anyone, but who cared really? He didn’t mind if anyone saw him saying hi to the trees.

“Come ta think’a it, some’a you trees are species I don’t even recognize! Like, I see a redwood there, but wow. Are some of ya aliens, technically speaking plant-life wise? I guess that makes me an ‘alien’ ta this place too, given I’m not from here...the universe sure is vast, even here.” Patting the trunk of the tree he’d been chatting to in a friendly way, like he would pat the shoulder of a sidekick, the noise of footsteps caught his attention. “Eh? Aw, I got caught out talkin’ ta the trees that quick, did I? Haha...” Rubbing behind his outlandish purple hair sheepishly a moment, he then grinned at the unknown stranger, sizing them up.”Didya come ta look at the awesome trees aroun’ here too?”

For someone who had never been to the countryside much, the Sea of Tranquility was something new. And a much needed refreshment from his own place. A tad hard to navigate, but nothing compared to the maze-like structure of his housing arrangement. The plethora of dead ends and weird alleyways were substituted for dense foliage, and the talking rats were replaced by what-would-normally-be-menacing bears. Talking bears at that. 

Goro was certain he could hear someone screaming about how this was unnatural. Secretly he had to agree. Whoever it was was having a bad time, but he had no time to help right now. Akira had given him his address, and fortunately he was early to their meeting. It was just a matter of... navigating. He really had taken for granted the commodity of paved roads.

And for some reason, maybe he should have paid more attention to this surroundings than the weird idea of talking animals. Morgana could talk, but as he insisted he was not truly a cat, the Detective Prince was not sure he could count on that as an example. But thing is, he had not expected the big plant he bumped against to move. 

It was when he realized he made such a simple, elementary mistake. Right, it was a person. It just camouflaged perfectly to its surroundings and seemed so lost in their thoughts that not even Akechi could differentiate Enkidu from the foliage all around him.

“Oh, I am sorry--”

It was odd how this man seemed to adapt with no apparent effort, however. His TV smile was already plastered on his face before he could even really begin talking. 

“I did not see you there. Haha, I guess I was too distracted?” 

Welcome to the Ark, Enkidu! You will be housed in the Palilicium, third floor.

You are assigned the rank New Moon. You also receive a holophone, train pass, and 50 Moon Points.

You retain the ability to sense the presence of others from a short distance (20ft) and communicate with animals. Your weapons will be taken away for safekeeping.

They look... Almost unrecognizable, but in a pleasant way. She would be lying if she said she isn’t at all impressed by their outfit today — seems like they put quite a lot of effort into it. It’s different from what they would usually wear, but — she’ll give it to them — in this particular case, change isn’t necessarily a bad thing. It fits them very well.  ❝ You’re here too. ❞  She acknowledges their presence with a small nod. ❝ That outfit is not bad at all. ❞ 

Crimson irises scan the area for other familiar faces, but no — seems like Enkidu came to the ballroom by their lonesome today. There is a hint of mockery in her voice as she speaks, her eyes glinting playfully—— ❝ This is a surprise. I expected Goldy to come along with you, but look what we have — you’re alone! Why? Had a fallout? ❞

The individual before him looks —— if Eichi has to describe them, they look like... A hero from a story. A fine and strong person — the kind of person he could never be. Their stature may be similar to his own, but he’s frail and weak — so to him, they look... Like a beautiful warrior.   

Perhaps it is because they look thus ethereal, like an angel, for Eichi found himself speaking up to the stranger. ❝ The flowers here are gorgeous. If they knew they only had such a short lifespan, would they still bloom as radiantly, I wonder? ❞ He lifts up a teacup and gestures to the other, a serene smile on his soft features.