Face It Like A Battlefield
Who: Conrart Weller, Yozak Gurrier [Open]
What: Conrart’s arrival.
When: Midafternoon.
Where: Along the border of the Park, close to the Residential Area.
Rating: PG (I highly doubt it will change, but just in case it does...)
The sword strapped to his side was a familiar weight for Conrart. It kept him grounded when he realized that he was in a world he did not recognize. Although he couldn’t say for sure how he knew he wasn’t in his original world or the one Yuuri was from, it was like how he could immediately tell what was or wasn’t his sword. The feeling was just wrong, as if the grip was oddly shaped or the blade too heavy.
This world felt just like that. Strange. Foreign. As burdensome as an unfamiliar weapon in battle.
What bothered Conrart most, though, was that he had no recollection as to how he ended up in such a place. Nor could he think of a way to return home. He took a moment to study his surroundings and discovered what looked like a small, hand held computer. Unfortunately, he wasn’t very knowledgeable with the electronics from Yuuri’s world, but he recognized it for what it was. He decided to keep it with him for the time being and started to walk toward the buildings in the distance, his fingers curled around the hilt of his sword, its comfortable weight pressing lightly against his hip.
[OOC: Please let me know if I'm doing this right! Thank you in advance!]
What: Conrart’s arrival.
When: Midafternoon.
Where: Along the border of the Park, close to the Residential Area.
Rating: PG (I highly doubt it will change, but just in case it does...)
The sword strapped to his side was a familiar weight for Conrart. It kept him grounded when he realized that he was in a world he did not recognize. Although he couldn’t say for sure how he knew he wasn’t in his original world or the one Yuuri was from, it was like how he could immediately tell what was or wasn’t his sword. The feeling was just wrong, as if the grip was oddly shaped or the blade too heavy.
This world felt just like that. Strange. Foreign. As burdensome as an unfamiliar weapon in battle.
What bothered Conrart most, though, was that he had no recollection as to how he ended up in such a place. Nor could he think of a way to return home. He took a moment to study his surroundings and discovered what looked like a small, hand held computer. Unfortunately, he wasn’t very knowledgeable with the electronics from Yuuri’s world, but he recognized it for what it was. He decided to keep it with him for the time being and started to walk toward the buildings in the distance, his fingers curled around the hilt of his sword, its comfortable weight pressing lightly against his hip.
[OOC: Please let me know if I'm doing this right! Thank you in advance!]