[OPEN] So I'm listening for the weather

[fallingjunkyard]

WHO: Joshua (fallingjunkyard) and anyone else who wants to say 'sup. Or be harassed by Joshua.
WHAT: A new guy getting better acquainted with Rivelata and its residents.
WHERE: Anywhere in Rivelata that isn't the jungle or someone's room! Unless you happen to be one of the people he lives with.
WHEN: Any day after his arrival 8D;;

Comments

MARKETPLACE - Oh God I haven't logged in a long time please don't judge me dfhghgiarf

[darth_veda]

Tieria's already sour countenance twisted ever-so-slightly as he inspected a lumpy, spotted apple. He'd forgotten just how imperfect everything was here-- the architecture, the community, the food. What he wouldn't give for a synthesized apple right about now.

Just being out in the sun made the fair-skinned innovator nauseous. He tossed the vendor a few coins and went on his way with a small sack of groceries. He'd been hibernating, somehow, for several months and he was rather hungry, but Tieria had far too much dignity to eat on the go. He'd make himself something substantial once he got home

Don't worry ! You'll be fine :3b

[fallingjunkyard]

Unfortunately for Tiera, such sour faces attracted Joshua like a paperclip to a magnet.

He'd been inspecting some of the shops in the marketplace. It just felt very... odd seeing shops that sold fresh produce when he was used to walking into shops that sold food. It was hardly a bad thing, however, but it did also mean he had a hard time deciding what he wanted to eat. It wasn't like he needed to cook back home. But when he turned his head, Joshua couldn't help but spot a rather familiar grumpy face he'd last seen in his journal, carrying what Joshua assumed to contain whatever the guy had bought.

Grinning at the glare being shot his way, Joshua immediately made his way over to him. "I see the hermit has decided to come out today! Was it to enjoy the fresh air?"

LIBRARY. Or does that count as his room..?

[ohshitnotmilk]

He might as well move in, because when there isn't much to do and he's taking a break from tinkering around the lab with Al -- he's in the library. There's various books, some about things he's never heard of before(which is strange, considering how he seems to devour information, even as a child, but he can only assume that it's because this is some stupid island in the middle of nowhere -- literally), some about the island(mostly plants, animals, things similar to encyclopedias, he thinks to himself), and a large variety of a bunch of other stuff that Ed is sure he hasn't even been through half of it, yet. Or, half of what interests him, anyways.

Ed stifles a yawn with a gloved right hand before he rests his cheek against the hard metal, staring down at the thick book in front of him. He's lost track how long he's been there, but he can tell from the dimming light outside that Al is about to show up anytime to probably tell him it's time to go home. (Back to the Al's Zoo of Cats.)He lifts the book again so it's standing up, pushed

It's a public area regardless, free for the public to harass Ed 8D

[fallingjunkyard]

Books are terribly old fashioned in the age of technology, but nevertheless, Joshua has a certain fondness for old things. They are something like relics of the past, the steps that have been taken to bring a city to its present state. And while Rivelata is a far cry from home, Joshua does want to know more about the island and its people.

Buuuuut as he passes by a shelf, Joshua can't help but notice the momentary gleam of metal from someone else in the library. While that in itself isn't so unusual (there's always someone wearing some kind of metal accessory), something about the guy makes him seem rather... botherable. And what better way to learn the more historic and scientific aspects of this world than from a bookworm?

Approaching with a history book dangling from his fingers, Joshua makes no effort to hide the fact he was craning his neck to see what the blonde was reading. With a hint of teasing and a smirk, he says, "Keep reading like that, and you'll end up needing more than just glasses."

Market Square; Market District

[ferntickled]

The hubbub of the main Market Square always comforted the demure little maid as she set about purchasing all that was needed for her Queen. Whilst on her outing she made sure to keep an eye out for new Arrivals.

It was always good to help them out and she did believe in doing good deeds for strangers in the hopes of fostering better relations with those not originally from the Island like herself. Molly sat by the fountain and looked around herself. Would there be anyone to help today?

[fallingjunkyard]

One of the first things Joshua had noticed when he'd passed by Market Square the previous day was the fountain. But he'd wandered off to become more familiar with the rest of the place first, and was doing the same again today. However, his feet were killing him, so it was a good opportunity for Joshua to rest by the fountain and -- he thought after spotting a woman sitting there -- for some good conversation.

Sitting down beside her, Joshua flashed the woman a winning smile. "Howdy." The people here seemed well used to odd folk coming in from strange lands, so Joshua continued lightly, "I do hope you don't mind talking to a stranger to these lands. You seem like a friendly face."

[ferntickled]

"Hello!" Molly greeted cheerily, smile bright. "I most certainly don't and I can lend a hand if you're new to our city." He must have been, since his attire differed so greatly from the natives around him.

"Do you have a place to stay and get something to eat yet?"

[fallingjunkyard]

Technically, Joshua didn't need to eat, but that didn't mean he didn't enjoy his food. Besides, it wasn't hard to believe he didn't eat that much given his scrawny appearance. And he oh so very much wanted to keep up his appearance of being mostly normal.

"A generous soul has provided shelter, but I'm afraid her generosity doesn't extend to food." Joshua gave a great sigh, shaking his head, "And here I was, hoping my vacation here was an all expenses paid trip."

Marketplace: Tengu's Nest

[sustainthesword]

"Thank you. Come again."

Hotsuma handed over a wrapped-up statuette of Kojiro Sasaki, the legendary swordsman famous for wielding a nodachi he called 'The Drying Pole'. His latest customer, a boy of eight, grinned from ear to ear and marched off with his hard-earned prize. The ninja knew for a fact it was hard-earned; he'd seen the same lad pulling double-duty on various delivery runs around the Market. Everytime such a run took him past the Nest, he'd never fail to give the prominently displayed figurine a longing hungry stare. As if burning into his mind that it would indeed be his someday.

Truly, there was nothing sweeter than a reward following toil and sacrifice. And it was nothing short of satisfying to the ninja that he was the instrument of that reward.

With the midmorning wave of customers taken care of, Hotsuma took up a broom and began to sweep. He did his best not to remember Presea or Rangiku, who'd been employees here at one time or other.

Apologies if I mess up details; I'm still not familiar with all the places in Rivelata |D;;

[fallingjunkyard]

Being thrust into a new world had been something of a culture shock for Joshua, even though he didn't show too much outward sign of it to the people he interacted with.

But as he passed by one of the shops, he couldn't help but notice the paper lanterns and kites. Pausing in the street, he watched the customers entering and leaving the shop, but not with lanterns or kites, but something smaller and wrapped. Drawing closer in interest, Joshua saw that the shop also sold figurines. Swordsmen and serpentine dragons, made in remarkable detail.

His attention well and truly caught, Joshua approached the man, a thoughtful look on his face before turning to face the man properly. "I wasn't expecting to see reminders of the homeland in Rivelata." Joshua didn't see any other workers around -- though they could be at the back -- so he asked with a smile, "Did you make these?"

No worries; it's exactly right. =)

[sustainthesword]

'Homeland'? That earned the teen... not exactly an answering smile, but definitely a pleasant lightening of demeanor from his usual somber self. Like Shuuichi, this young Offworlder claimed a common nation (and time era, from the looks of him). While most everyone was welcome here at the Nest, Hotsuma couldn't quite help it if countrymen were a little more so.

Broom and dustpan vanished. Then the ninja followed the youth's eyes to the shelves, whence porcelain swordsmen fought for their lives against stone dragons. "Every single one.", he affirmed. "I'm not sure if I enjoy crafting them more than I enjoy sharing them." For a price of course. A man had to make a living after all.

[fallingjunkyard]

Joshua laughed lightly at that, tilting his head to examing the figurines from a different angle. "There's a certain joy in creating art, and there's yet another joy in sharing it."

He only had to watch the expression on his artist friend's face as putter around his shop and painted the murals in his home city to understand that. Without asking, Joshua reached for one of the dragon figurines, intending to let his hands feel their weight and finish.

Joshua took a chance and made a guess. "How long have you been here in Rivelata?"

THE KITCHEN if that is alright, since we are roommates!

[hiccuphaddock]

Hiccup had been doing his best to get out of his room a little more often. Not that he had a reclusive personality, exactly; he enjoyed people, conversations. Seeing things. Rivelata had just been hard to adjust to for him.

He had barely settled into what felt like a comfortable skin back in Berk, and he wasn't entirely sure how to go about doing the same here, yet.

Regardless, he stepped into Carrie's house, shutting the door to the kitchen shut behind him and dropping a bag next to the door as he approached the table, apparently seeking out an orange.

THAT IS COOL and if Joshua liked oranges, there would be no oranges for Hiccup

[fallingjunkyard]

When he heard footsteps, he turned his attention to them while he continued to flip through his journal to catch up on what had gone on during the time he'd been out of the house. They didn't sound like Carrie's, which left the other two housemates: Chibiusa or Hiccup. And judging by the fact there wasn't an overwhelming stentch, not Hic-

Joshua closed his journal with an audible snap. "Somehow, when Carrie mentioned there was a viking living here," he began as a greeting, before turning his head to look at the other occupant properly. He smirked, continuing, "I was expecting someone who looked like they throw a table with one hand. I'm almost disappointed."

HICCUP LIKES ORANGES they don't get a lot of tropical fruit in berk

[hiccuphaddock]

Hiccup wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand, looking a little startled at Joshua. "Mmf," he greeted, before he actually chewed and swallowed the orange segment. "What do you mean?"

He lifted one scrawny arm and flexed, wiggling his fingers a little bit.

"I mean, you'd be surprised. I've been known to, uh, heft chairs in my time. I'm guessing you're Joshua?"

Aw )';

[fallingjunkyard]

Wonderful table manners.

"You've got it in one." Joshua grinned, leaning an elbow on the tabletop. "And I suppose you'd be Hiccup." Loosely curling a hand under his chin, he openly looked Hiccup up and down before he grinned. "I was under the impression vikings gave their children names that would strike fear into the hearts of their enemies."