[OPEN]

[daddyscythe]

Characters: OPEN to new arrivals and NPCS.
Where: En route to Casualty Communal
Rating: Gen
Time: August 16, Afternoon
Description: New arrivals, new arrivals! Have a Shibusen-style welcome full of weird people.

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[ OUTSIDE SHIBUSEN ]

[daddyscythe]

Spirit led the entire group outside, where they were greeted by their first sight of Shibusen's exterior and the rest of Death City. Since Shibusen sat on top of and in the middle of the city, it did offer quite a view!

"Death City is probably very different from the world you're used to, especially when it comes to technology and, uh, decor." Apparently, death wasn't a prevailing theme in other worlds? How strange. Still, Spirit wasn't one to diss another culture. There WAS one thing he should mention, though, regarding that giant flying thing over the city.

"That one, though! It's a carnival that comes here once a year! You're just in time to catch it on its second day. After tomorrow, it'll be another year before we see it again. Your communicators should serve as an entry pass to the carnival, which entitles you to free food, rides, and other events." Oh, yeah, the certificate. "We'll give you some gift certificates to spend later

Re: [ OUTSIDE SHIBUSEN ]

[candleinastorm]

"Wait, hold on." Kazu'd been mostly quiet until this point, accepting everything given and told to him without much fuss mostly because he was too freaked out to do anything else. But even though Kazu had a greater capacity for processing insanity then most, he still had a breaking point, and he had just reached it. "Why are there giant candles. How do you keep wax from falling on people's heads? What happens when they burn down!" His voice, almost breathless at first, seemed to rise to faint, panicked squeak as he continued, like the physical and logical impossibility of those giant candles was a hundred times more alarming than being pulled into another dimension.

[snipingyourfail]

"Calm down," Azusa said, glasses glinting at the panicked questions, but her voice softened minutely as she considered the possibility that the boy might just be too stressed, and was fixating on something as a result. "They're not real candles, just statues."

Death the Kid probably wouldn't ever be able to set foot inside the school if they had actual candles in place of those spires.

"Are you all right? What's your name?"

[untilitstops]

"It has a certain style. The candles were an inspired touch," he noted distractedly, apparently largely to himself. On the whole, he was taking in the whole city with a faintly amused air of perplexity. Reminded, he reached into his pocket to pull out the communicator, suddenly looking much more intent.

"What approximately is the range on these?"

[snipingyourfail]

"Worldwide," Azusa answered promptly. Anything less would hamper Shibusen operations, and she knew how proud their scientists were of the new communicators.

"We are an international organization," she added, "and we have considerable influence where it matters."

[untilitstops]

"Indeed?" He beamed, failing at quite keeping a note of acquisitive interest out of his voice.

"War is such a large business?"

[snipingyourfail]

The death scythe blinked, unimpressed at the implied accusation. "We're not the ones perpetuating it. Shibusen is a defensive organization, and the institute is a school that trains technicians to fight against the ones who insist on spreading madness across the world."

[untilitstops]

"Of course." Sano smiled, as though no such suggestion had ever crossed his mind. Only curiosity, of course. There were too many things he didn't yet know about the city, and provoking was an expedited way to gather information, more often than not.

"So the war is everywhere by now?"

[snipingyourfail]

There was nothing to provoke, as far as she was concerned. She was merely stating facts and correcting mistaken assumptions. "It's not a war in the strictest sense of the word, but witch activities aren't limited by geography. We do what we can to mitigate their attempts wherever we can find them."

[untilitstops]

"So you might say that they're also an international organization." He blinked, looking faintly amused, and filing the data away for future consideration.

sob, edits.

[snipingyourfail]

"They're less organized, but yes, if you wish to resort to semantics." Do you have anything more relevant to ask, was what her posture was going to start radiating now.

They happen!

[untilitstops]

His smile broadened, perhaps picking up on the nuance of irritation, but he didn't have any particular ammunition with which to goad her further. And no more questions for the moment.

"I see. Thank you for the assistance."