01 // First Rose
Characters: Kurama and anyone who wishes to come across or contact him~
Location: The plaza
Time: Evening
Style: Anything is fine~
Status: Open!
It takes a great deal to throw Kurama off balance in any sense of the term, but finding himself soaking wet on the ground in a place he has never seen before is easily enough to fulfill the requirement if the phrase is to be used figuratively. Even if he doesn't show it with more than a curious blink as he comes awake. He simply pushes himself upright to examine his surroundings, briefly struggling to force his drenched hair over his shoulder. Normally, he can manage the most ambitious of acrobatic stunts without a strand coming out of place, but it seems that water is a significant weakness. Not that he particularly enjoys any of his sopping state.
He sighs, and lifts the device he finds himself holding up for a more careful inspection. Some kind of communicator, he would guess. Experimentally, he tries some of the buttons, and manages to use the voice function without much difficulty.
"Hello? If there is anyone who can hear me, I would appreciate it if someone could inform me of my whereabouts."
He quirks an eyebrow at his own inquiry, as strange as it sounds, but it is necessary, after all. The presence of a communicator leaves him with little doubt of the fact that there must be someone to talk to, and he truly would be grateful if someone could explain this phenomenon to him. Having it reversed is another favorable option; just because he no longer has to defend the world- which he supposes he is no longer in, if it is even one of the several worlds familiar to him- from dangerous demon attacks anymore, that does not mean he does not have important things to take care of.
Location: The plaza
Time: Evening
Style: Anything is fine~
Status: Open!
It takes a great deal to throw Kurama off balance in any sense of the term, but finding himself soaking wet on the ground in a place he has never seen before is easily enough to fulfill the requirement if the phrase is to be used figuratively. Even if he doesn't show it with more than a curious blink as he comes awake. He simply pushes himself upright to examine his surroundings, briefly struggling to force his drenched hair over his shoulder. Normally, he can manage the most ambitious of acrobatic stunts without a strand coming out of place, but it seems that water is a significant weakness. Not that he particularly enjoys any of his sopping state.
He sighs, and lifts the device he finds himself holding up for a more careful inspection. Some kind of communicator, he would guess. Experimentally, he tries some of the buttons, and manages to use the voice function without much difficulty.
"Hello? If there is anyone who can hear me, I would appreciate it if someone could inform me of my whereabouts."
He quirks an eyebrow at his own inquiry, as strange as it sounds, but it is necessary, after all. The presence of a communicator leaves him with little doubt of the fact that there must be someone to talk to, and he truly would be grateful if someone could explain this phenomenon to him. Having it reversed is another favorable option; just because he no longer has to defend the world- which he supposes he is no longer in, if it is even one of the several worlds familiar to him- from dangerous demon attacks anymore, that does not mean he does not have important things to take care of.