OPEN LOG!!

[no_wait_gold]

Characters: Booster (no_wait_gold), Fuuka (gentlepriestess), Pi (tomysister)
Location: IN UR REALITY, FLYIN THROUGH THE CITY
Time: Now
Summary: This is an OPEN LOG. Anyone can tag! Booster is simply flying through your city, which is of course, not merged with his own. Prepare for "wait wut"
Warnings: Will add as people tag?

Comments

Three paragraphs and no spoken words lol

[gentlepriestess]

To be quite honest, nothing really was making much sense to Fuuka anymore. At this point it seemed almost as if anything could happen, and each thing would most likely be more absurd than the last.

So after the whole incident with the Plane, the onsen, and then the Tarot card that she had ended up placing in her schoolbag for safekeeping, she was sitting on a bench in the Gekkoukan High courtyard, eating a storebought bento she had gotten that morning -- she decided she wouldn't push her luck with all of her focus being spread out across these strange events.

So she was rather surprised at how calm she was when she realized the figure soaring about above was going too fast and was too small to be an airplane or even a helicopter. Especially once it dropped something that looked like...a plate of noodles? In fact the only betrayal of her shock seemed to be her dumbfounded blinking and the chopsticks frozen above her lunchbox, the rice slipping slowly out of it.

[no_wait_gold]

There were many things odd about this scene. In fact, making a numbered list would be pointless, because you'd probably get up to ten and still have a few more to list. But the one that stuck out the most to Booster was a young girl sitting in a courtyard of a monastery, eating with chopsticks.

That was weirder than even he was used to. And his spaghetti was speeding towards her.

Booster dipped down further, trying to speed up to the noodles, all the while ignoring Skeets' commentary. Yes, he knew there was a civilian, but why was Skeets so calm about it? Even robots would be surprised by this. Or if they wouldn't, they should be. It was close, but the spaghetti landed with an unpleasant, wet slap on his plate, flicking some of the red sauce onto her face.

"Oh man, I'm so sorry," Booster started to apologize right away, "Oh wait, you probably can't understand me. Uhhh, no speak-e--no wait, parl-o, Italiano."

"Sir, I think you mean 'Non parlo italiano.'"Yeah, that's it. Never studied Italian

[gentlepriestess]

Fuuka hardly gave the marinara a thought as she absentmindedly wiped it off her face and was glancing around the schoolyard, wondering if anyone else was seeing what she was.

From the casual and almost dull chatter of the other students around her, apparently not.

...Did this have anything to do with the strange buzz in her head whenever it was quiet? She certainly didn't hear it now, but...

Then, she heard the man -- who looked an awful lot like one of those American superhero characters -- start speaking to her in Italian, or what apparently was supposed to be Italian.

"...S-Sir...I, um...I'm Japanese. I don't speak Italian, so don't worry about that."

She noticed him looking around, and she presumed that the man was nervous about all the other students around who ostensibly couldn't see him. "Somehow, I don't think they can see you, so..."

[no_wait_gold]

For Booster, it wasn't exactly unusual for him to hear her words in English. Rather than the Plane being responsible for translating her speech, he figured that it was the technology in his own suit (with help from Skeets). The problem was, it only tended to work in one direction and didn't suddenly instruct him how to speak Italian or Japanese.

That was what was weird. She understood him anyways, despite definitely speaking fake-Italian and English.

"Wait, you can understand me? I guess you speak English, but---No, wait, what are you doing in Italy in the 15th century? I don't think you're supposed to be here..."

Booster tapped at his wrist at one of his sensors and communicators, but Skeets vocalized what he had been searching for first.

"She doesn't seem to be out of place, actually. We should report this to Ri--" Skeets started, but Booster stopped him. It was one of his moments of realization and seeing as there were monks coming out of the carved eaves to chase him away, he had just an idea of what could be wrong here. A

[tomysister]

The only thing on Reiko's mind was where the nearest cafe was, and if they had some decent tea. The morning had been unpleasant enough with the discovery of a new intersection, and although most of the people were evacuate there was still the inevitable issues of what to do about the building. At least that particular dimension didn't seem to have anything going on about it, but the increasing number of intersections was starting to get alarming

[no_wait_gold]

An uncovered woman in 15th century really only meant one thing. Booster guessed the monks weren't as celibate as they claimed, at least at this particular monastery. From this high up and in the dark, he couldn't really discern just how modern her clothes were, but he could discern that if he didn't fly faster, his meal would land right on her head.

Booster plummeted to the ground to catch the plate. The ground was getting closer and closer and he reached out to catch the plate and the pasta---

But it just missed his fingertips, and the pasta landed right on her head.

Oh, shit.

"Crapcrapcrapcrap--Skeets, translate 'I'm really sorry, I was never here', something like that! Before she screams and wakes up the monk--hey wait those clothes are pretty modern..."

Skeets, however, didn't wait for Booster to finish that thought, and instead rattled off, "Sono realmente spiacente, io non ero mai qui."

[tomysister]

Having something warm and wet land on her head was definitely a shock, to say the least... she could already see the eye-shaped marks glowing on her projection body, and she bit her lip trying to suppress the urge to start smashing things. Now was not the time for Expression, especially in a public place like this.

However, the rather familiar individual made her pause for a moment. How could he be here? This was something to investigate, for sure. And the strange voice telling her something intelligible didn't help either. What was going on here?

One of the waitstaff of the cafe stood awkwardly to the side, holding a towel that she obviously wanted to bring over. Reiko wave the meek girl over, taking it and murmuring a quiet thank you to her.

"I'm not sure how this works, but you had better have a good explanation for how you are here," she snapped, as she attempted to clean the pasta off her head.

[no_wait_gold]

"How I'm here...? Uhh, that's a long story and not really one I have time to tell," Booster said sheepishly patted something in the air. It was Skeets, still rattling off Italian, but Booster was more than satisfied now that he could understand anyways. Thank goodness she spoke En---wait. This was weird, even for him. And she was talking like she knew him.

He had to pause a moment, seeing as she magically procured a towel, but continued as if nothing were wrong, "How I'm here? Hey, you're good looking and all, but I'm pretty sure we haven't met before. If you want to get better acquainted, though..."

With his standard, stupid grin, it made it painfully obvious that he didn't recognize her at all (understandably) and was completely ready to hit on her. Again.