A Canon!Fakir

[nonekkidtiemz]

[[A Fakir with a simple dark blue shirt with ripped sleaves and a small stitch on the neckline appears beside the fountain near the center of Ginkan Town. He blinks in surprise, dropping his book.]]

...What the hell?

[[OOC: This is a canon!Fakir. He's taken around the time after Uzura is "born", and he finds out Mytho's shard is tainted by

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[nonekkidtiemz]

[[Fakir turns to the source of the voice and stiffens. Mytho...that tainted shard...Maybe the Raven's influence let Mytho to bring him to this empty version of Kinkan?]]

...Mytho.

[nonekkidtiemz]

[[Fakir relaxes a bit. At least, right now, the Raven's influence hasn't taken over him completely.]]

No. This...isn't your fault. Do you know...what happened to the rest of the people here? It's...empty.

[notso_princely]

Hey wow! A new one!

[nonekkidtiemz]

[[Fakir blinks in surprise. A happy, cheerful Mytho...with strange clothes. Obviously not the tainted one from his world.

...This is so strange.]]

...I take it you're used to this.

[notso_princely]

Yeeeaaah, you could say that.

[[He folds his arms, and grins.]]

Well, I'm glad we don't have to deal with the explanations then. My name is Mytho!

[nonekkidtiemz]

...I figured as much.

[[Seeing Mytho like this...will he ever get accustomed to this town?]]

...You wouldn't happen to see anyone from my world, have you? I can't leave that idiot alone to take care of Mytho by herself.

[bitter_as_gall]

[[Mythal strides down the street, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, in his Renaissance-era clothing.

He stops when he sees the Fakir.

His first instinct is to draw the sword and end the wretch's life, but then he remembers he's in this witchcraft place, and some of the Fakirs are not of the accursed name.

Better ask before he strikes.]]

Art thee a Montague?

[nonekkidtiemz]

[[Fakir turns and meets Mythal's gaze head on. Montague? As in, from Romeo and Juliet? Does that mean that other worlds also derive from other stories as well?]]

...No, I'm not. That means, somewhere out there, there is a double of me that could be a Romeo. Great. Just great.

[bitter_as_gall]

[[Mythal keeps his grip on his sword.]]

Ay, tis better for us both.

Thou are a...double? I am Mythal.

[[He bows, but not low, and definitely not with his head bowed.]]

[nonekkidtiemz]

[[He releases a breath through his nose, and gives him a short nod in return. Taking this "Mythal's" reaction into consideration, he must be a Capulet, then. He doesn't even want to IMAGINE who plays the part of Juliet in his world.]]

I just go by Fakir.

[[He eyes the sword by Mythal's hip, and his eyes narrow.]]

...And I'm unarmed, so you can relax.

[fouettedekraehe]

Lost, are you?

[nonekkidtiemz]

...Kraehe. Dammit, why the hell didn't I bring my sword?!

[fouettedekraehe]

Hmph. I'm Rue.

[nonekkidtiemz]

Really. Had a change of heart, have you? You could have decided to stay Rue before you soaked Mytho's shard in Raven's blood...

[quacked_out]

[ A Kinkan academy-uniformed Ahiru bounces up to him with a smile, already curious about him due to his very familiar clothing. ]

Fakir! ...Or are you a new one? Or maybe that other one I met a long time ago?

[danceabitch]

[And yet another Ahiru in a school uniform is making her way quickly down the street coming from the other direction. She turns her head and stops walking, staring at him in surprise a bit before making her way toward him. She hasn't seemed to notice her double.]

Oh, hi Fakir! I haven't talked to you in a while!

1/3

[nonekkidtiemz]

[[And Fakir relaxes when the first Ahiru approaches him.]]

Ahi-...

2/3

[nonekkidtiemz]

[[And he staggers back when another pops up out of nowhere.]]

What the-!?