WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 1

[The train wouldn't stop. Not until very early the next morning. The few who might have been awake would be able to exit the train, entering the cool twilight of the dawn. The star is dark, and few stars can be seen in the sky as a cold breeze begins to blow from the mountain beyond. You can see some chunks of rock floating idly nearby, far away from the station that it won't hit trains, but near enough that one can see they are larger than the train they just disembarked.

Lastly, laid out in front of them, the first port of call: Menahoven. The mountain: The Throat of the World.

But which world? Who knows. Not any of yours. Maybe it doesn't matter. Not when you are so far from home. Not when you have no way to get off this rock without the aid of the trains-and they will not let you pass.

It looks like you're stuck here until the Conductor decides to leave. In the meantime, everyone will need to get comfortable.


There are fifteen strangers left in this place.]

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[biddentodance]

[He knows that not sleeping feel, and he mainly looks better because he's got lots of practice. Sure he slept in today, but I have made no mention of when he went to bed.

He looks at Ris. Looks at his steak. It's steak. Knife.... He blinks a few times...


...]




Oh. Right.

[higanbana]

[This is not the first time Ris has dealt with someone seemingly incapable of caring for himself. The Doctor, after all, is very much the same way. That's why she exists at all, really...

But Minato is a little bit different. Minato reminds Ris of Towa, in a way, but in the way where she's almost certain this his kindness comes down to sheer naivete and stupidity.

Like so.

With a sigh of resignation, she goes to fetch herself a small plate. After everything her first day here, she's still not particularly hungry, but she recognizes she has little choice but to eat if she wants to continue living. She keeps her eye on Minato from where she is, though.]

...Save me a seat near by you. I can slice it into pieces for you, if you're so insistent.

[biddentodance]

[He's glad to see Ris getting food. Not too 'not a person' to eat is good.]

Only if you want to. [He is not gonna let up on this.] Can figure something out, if you'd rather not bother.

[higanbana]

[She's still bristling a little at having to word this as her wanting anything at all, but...]

I told you to do that, did I not? Because it's what I want.

[Mgh.]

[biddentodance]

Alright.

[So he'll save her a spot next to him. He does still feel bad about troubling her. But.....maybe they'll find a less awkward balance, eventually?]

Very kind of you. Duty or not.

[higanbana]

[She's quiet for a moment at that, then sighs.]

...Do not mention it.

[There. That's an easy enough way to brush it off.

Eventually, she'll join him, although her plate is... much less well-laden than his. It looks pretty horribly bland, actually. But at least it's food? She pauses as she pulls out her chair to look at Minato's plate.]

...You certainly have an appetite...

[Understatement of the century. She doesn't even know about the previous plates.]