27th Journey [Action/Voice Post]
[A young woman with fiery red hair and clothed in modest Chinese finery is sitting on a bench of the square. She surveys the buildings before looking at the computer on her lap with puzzling curiosity. She presses enter and the following is recorded]
This works... Huh. I haven't seen a computer since...
["A long time" is mouthed before a pause]
Alright, can somebody please tell me where on the world I am this time? I doubt this place is Japan or China. Keiki's going to give me an earful if I'm gone for too long. [sighs] Thank you. It's very important for me to return to Kei immediately.
Rakushun? Suzu? Shoukei? Kantai? Tell me if any of you are here. When you listen to my voice, don't freak out, I'm not trapped inside a box. This is a computer, they are machines from Hourai. We use them for communication like the birds that feed with silver seeds. Answer, please, don't make me worry.
(ooc; Post-third book Youko, I aged around her first century and assume Kei is no longer poor, it was obvious she was going to slowly rise that country from the ashes. Comment log for those in the Square, journal for others. She WILL remember the City once somebody brings it up).
This works... Huh. I haven't seen a computer since...
["A long time" is mouthed before a pause]
Alright, can somebody please tell me where on the world I am this time? I doubt this place is Japan or China. Keiki's going to give me an earful if I'm gone for too long. [sighs] Thank you. It's very important for me to return to Kei immediately.
Rakushun? Suzu? Shoukei? Kantai? Tell me if any of you are here. When you listen to my voice, don't freak out, I'm not trapped inside a box. This is a computer, they are machines from Hourai. We use them for communication like the birds that feed with silver seeds. Answer, please, don't make me worry.
(ooc; Post-third book Youko, I aged around her first century and assume Kei is no longer poor, it was obvious she was going to slowly rise that country from the ashes. Comment log for those in the Square, journal for others. She WILL remember the City once somebody brings it up).