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.]

Comments

Hallway

[katzenpfote]

[He spots Minato with blood on his arms and sighs, grabbing him by the shoulder.]

We're going to clean those up. I... I can help you wrap them.

[biddentodance]

Ah... Don't think they're deep.

[It's not a protest. He's not so stubbornly against his own well-being that he'd avoid or refuse getting them taken care of.]

Cat must have been really upset about being cooped up.

[katzenpfote]

I don't blame it. Most creatures dislike that.

[Just gonna lead him down the hallway towards the washroom. Frumpkin trails close behind him.]

[biddentodance]

Me neither..... Bet it's hungry. [No wonder it was so angry. He should see about getting food for the brat. He smiles at the familiar.]

Hey, Frumpkin.

[katzenpfote]

Meow!

[He carefully rolls Minato’s sleeves up and starts washing off the scratches carefully before he dries them off and pulls some bandages out of his coat.]

Let me know if I’m wrapping this too tightly...

[Just gonna be gentle here...]

[biddentodance]

Mm. [A nod. Caleb can't wrap both arms at once, so Minato has a hand free to offer Frumpkin pets. The orange cat isn't butting in.

Yet.

Still, he does find himself examining Caleb's own wrapped arms. It would probably be rude to ask...]

Thank you.

[katzenpfote]

[The cat nudges into Minato's hand, trying to distract him a bit.]

Eh... I know how to deal with wounds without using magic. I've only been relying on the others for a bit... neither Nott or I can heal without using potions.

[biddentodance]

Usually can heal myself fine, but...no Evoker. Not sure even having it would...

[It's been a few days and the stillness in his head, even now he's recovered the key, is seeming pretty absolute. Like they really are just gone.]

[katzenpfote]

Evoker?

[He reaches out for the other arm and starts working on wrapping it, too.]

[biddentodance]

Tool I use, for summoning. [He's not wary of speaking of Personas to Caleb. He doesn't see a reason to be.

He changes hands for letting Frumpkin....but now the orange cat is watching intently. Crouched low.]

[katzenpfote]

Summoning... ?

[He's seen Fjord summon... he'd studied the theory of summoning briefly, but that isn't his sort of specialty.]

F[rumpkin turns and stares at the other cat. What. :|]

[biddentodance]

Ability very few people in my world have. Potential to summon a 'Persona' - a manifestation of the psyche or personality of the user.

[The cat flicks its tail. It is probably going to pounce in a minute. On whom is up for debate.]

[katzenpfote]

Something internal rather than external... well, the demon I've seen up close most often wouldn't fit in this place, most likely, so that's a good thing.

Rrowr.

[Caleb glances at the feline pair.]

... Play nice, ja?

[biddentodance]

Take the form of figures and creatures of legend, so they come in all sizes.... Most people who can summon at all only have one.

[The orange cat looks up and....purrs a little. But in a way that screams of false innocence. Toootally not up to anything.]

[katzenpfote]

I see. 'Most', though?

[Aaaand done. He ties off the bandage and tucks the roll back into his pocket.]

[Sure you're innocent, cat.]

[biddentodance]

....I'm different.

[The second Minato lowers his arm, the cat pounces!





And misses. And crashes into the wall a little bit.] !!!

[katzenpfote]

I see -

[Caleb reaches over to pick up the crashed cat by the scruff.]

We do not attack people unless asked to.

[biddentodance]

[The cat goes limp and cooperative upon scruffing, but not without an irritable meow-whine.]

Might....just be working out energy, from being cooped up?

[katzenpfote]

[He lets it go, sighing.]

Possibly. But it needs to be taught manners.

[biddentodance]

....how do you train a cat?