✿2 [Action] The dangers of moving in

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*Hey, you. Yeah, you!

Where are you right now? At home? Out and about? In the bath?

It doesn't matter where you are, because in a second, there's going to be a strange black vortex right nearby. And as the vortex fades, it will be leaving in its place a young-looking vampire girl in a gothic lolita outfit. She has some furniture with her;

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[wanderer_jack]

[Jack looked up from his small encampment set near Community Housing 7. He had been in the middle of starting a small cooking fire when the strange girl appeared. The samurai sat with fire starting twig still held between his palms, the small pile of tinder floating away on the breeze. His eyes were wide open in surprise, mind trying to wrap around the sudden appearance of the girl and her furniture.]

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*And wonderful, people staring at her.* Do you find something interesting? Entertaining, perhaps?

[wanderer_jack]

Oh. [Realizing his rudeness, Jack rose to his feet, ignoring the clatter of the fire-making materials, and bowed to the girl.] Forgive me, miss, I did not mean to stare. It is simply that you surprised me.

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*...oh, hey, manners. Respect. It's enough to make her actually stop bristling and cool down, if just for a second.* ...of course I did. Ancient men found simple thunder surprising and fearful because they could not comprehend it.

[wanderer_jack]

[Having seen men do just that in Aku's world, Jack found her of interesting company.]
There is a great deal of wisdom to your words. I would offer you tea, but I have not managed a fire quite yet. Or were you on your way somewhere? [His attention drifted from the now wind-scattered attempts at a campfire to the furniture assembled near his makeshift camp.]

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*Wow. Jack may be the first person to start off on something resembling the right foot with her. She pauses, looking at her furniture and back at the man.*

It is obvious that haste will get me nowhere. If you are offering tea, then I shall graciously accept. *And fire is no problem for someone who can control lightning!*

[wanderer_jack]

[Jack gave a small smile and gathered up the remnants of the fire makings. With the practice of countless times before, the samurai brought the small ember from the hand-spinning of the reed to life, adding bits of tinder to it until it grew into a rather comfortable campfire. Dusting off his hands, he rose to his feet and withdrew a tea-kettle from his small traveling pack.] Pardon me for asking, but do you have a preference for tea?

[After dealing with the Scotsman and his family, Jack took to asking first before making assumptions. Though, he still did not understand what haggis was.]

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*And she could have ignited the fire with a thought, but she opted... not to. No reason to flaunt her power, she reasoned, right? It was almost skillful, how he set it himself.*

Black tea, if you have it. I do not care for that... oolong tea of China.

Something sweet.

[wanderer_jack]

[Jack grimaced inwardly. Her comment about her dislike of tea seemed to show her ignorance of his origin, but he could have shrugged that away as the mistake of a newcomer or stranger. Rifling through his pack, he looked through his assortments of teas he had obtained from a store, wanting to sample those of other nations. The samurai did not care for the sweeter teas, but he wanted to uphold his manners and social poise, especially to someone new. Remember...patience. He pulled out a small package with several samples of a dark crimson tea and went about setting up the tea with the kettle.]

While we wait for the tea to ready, might I ask where you were trying to go? From your exclamation earlier, it would seem obvious that you were not trying to end up here... [He gestured towards the general beginnings of a camp] ...with your rather nice furniture. If you are in need of help, perhaps I can assist you with that endeavor.

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*No, just an arrogant little vampire noblewoman, Jack. A bit harder to deal with. Rachel really wished that Nago were here for her to sit on.* I was attempting to bring this furniture to my newly chosen abode.

...as you can see, I have as of yet been unsuccessful.

[wanderer_jack]

[The water was at a boil, and Jack took care in preparing the tea in a rather simple pot. His interest had traveled back to the deeper meaning of the girl's appearance and the failed attempt to teleport the furniture.] I presume you were traveling using some form of magic or power. Do you have any ideas as to what could interfere with it?

[He was not a fool when it came to the basics of sorcery, at least for those who wielded it. For something to cause her to stray while in transit would require some higher power to halt her. That, or perhaps she had simply been clumsy and got lost. Again, Jack was not about ready to voice those particular assumptions.]

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It was a simple spatial transfer. ...this world must be going through some sort of flux, as my intended location seems to no longer be where it had previously been.

[wanderer_jack]

I see...[He poured a serving of tea into a simple cup and placed a saucer underneath it.] Would you care anything in your tea? I have some sugar and spices stored away if you'd like.

[Making his own meals while wandering had taught him to come prepared. Anything that could add flavoring and a change from the bland, typical meals was a luxury he planned on taking full advantage of while in Luceti.]

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If you have it, I will take a small helping of sugar. *How plebeian. Probably hardly what she's used to.

But he is being... polite. And she won't turn down this offer, anyway.*

[wanderer_jack]

[He poured a small spoonful of sugar into Rachel's tea, stirring it lightly to start with before placing the teaspoon in careful arrangement on the saucer. Rising from his seat, Jack walked over and offered Rachel her cup of tea.] Your tea, miss...?

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*Rachel reaches to take the cup and saucer.* This is not the tea you normally drink, is it? *She's guessing from his dress.*

And yet, you prepare it competently enough.