A New Arrival

[mazokusage]

Who: Open!
What: Arrival of Murata Ken.
When: First time here and daytime.
Where: Residential District.
Rating: G (will change if necessary).
Warning: None yet but could possibly be Kyou Kara Maou spoilers within.

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[kunpuu_no_kaoru]

Put bluntly, Kaoru was confused. In light of recent events, it wasn't an uncommon occurrence, but it really wasn't one he wanted to become overly familiar with. He'd woken up somewhere completely different to where he'd expected (the whole falling asleep thing hadn't been a surprise, to be fair). He'd entirely expected to find himself in 2006 and, more to the point, in Dr. Himoru's lab. As it was, he certainly wasn't in the latter of the two, as for the year? He had absolutely no clue what-so-ever. Feasibly, he could be in any year, but realistically speaking, he wasn't in 1623. Or 1864. In a way, at least that much was comforting; he wasn't about to get mistaken for any miscellaneous samurai or shinsengumi, nor, he hoped, get attacked. Certainly the latter was appealing.

Eyebrows knitted together to form a confused expression, Kaoru decided that it would probably be for the best if he at least start walking, perhaps find some people that would be able to tell him what was going on, and if anyone had seen his - Dr. Himuro's - coat.

[mazokusage]

"Ah! Hello!" Murata waved as he saw someone else and walked toward Kaoru fearlessly. "Excuse me for the weird question but what is the name of this town?"

He smiled as he waited for a reply and looked the other over briefly. He looked nice enough. Murata didn't feel like he was in any danger, despite the unusual circumstances.

[kunpuu_no_kaoru]

Raising his eyebrows, Kaoru stared at the boy for a few moments; the question had been completely unexpected and surely it was him that should be asking that? (Or rather, the year, he wasn't that interested in where he was until he knew when he was). At least he hadn't been informed he was someone else; that was the only plus. "You don't know?" He asked, glancing about at his surroundings as if that would give him an idea.

"I just... Got here", he half-explained. "You haven't seen a white coat, have you? It's... White, with some silver bits", he added, tone rather earnest, and gesturing loosely at his shoulders. "I need it. I think someone stole it". He'd never been in this exact situation before; he'd always had some idea of just what the vague historical scenario was (ie. Men with swords tended to mean he was quite a while ago). "What-", he started, wishing he had that device that told him of the year. "What year is it

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"I just got here too! I was walking home and then I was suddenly walking down a different street - this street - and this looks nothing like Japan!" He tilted his head, studying Kaoru. "What year is it?" He echoed. "Why are you asking that? Are you from some alternate dimension and you became lost in time or something?"

He sighed a little then. "No, I haven't seen any coats and... oh! I've forgotten my manners! I'm Murata," he smiled again.

[ironyxofxfate]

((Mura-kun! *waves* hey! It's you =D you made an RP... thus... I SHALL JOIN YOU! >8D BEWARE!))

Dark violet eyes followed after the raven-haired boy, narrowing slightly. He's getting too close to camp... Leon thought as he slipped out from his hiding spot behind the trees. Knowing the others... they don't have a watch...

Drawing his sword, Chaltier, silently, he darted down the path the other was taking, only raising his sword when he was directly behind the other, pressing the tip of his blade on the others back,

"Who are you?" he asked in a sharp, demanding voice, "What are you doing here?"

((O_O; did that make ANY sense at all? T.T))

[ironyxofxfate]

((XD you got two replies at the same time, I just noticed... hahaha))

[mazokusage]

Murata felt somthing at his back and then there was an unfriendly voice. He put his hands up and carefully turned his head to look around. "Uhh... please don't shoot... Uhm... My name is Murata Ken! I just arrived here and well, this sounds dumb but I don't know where this is," he let out a nervous laugh.

[ironyxofxfate]

((sorry for the delayed reply, had to eat dinner))

"..." Leon slowly raised en elegant eyebrow at the others reaction. Most people would freeze in fear at the idea of having a sword pressed to their spine. This kid had guts, Leon respected that, and he lowered his sword slightly,

"I'm using a sword if you hadn't noticed, I can't shoot." a small frown found it's way on his face and he spoke up again, "...what do you mean you don't know where 'here' is? How did you get 'here'?"

[ironyxofxfate]

((SORRY FOR THE BLEATED REPLY T.T))

Leon frowned slightly, glancing down at Chaltier, raising an eyebrow slowly,

"...I suppose he might... it's not often he talks to anyone other them myself, including the other swordians..."

"That's because I am loyal to you Bochan! And only you! The other swordians speak ill of you and-"

"Don't get yourself worked up over it, Chal, calm down." Leon glanced up at Murata again, tilting his head slightly,

"Murata was it? Well, Mr. Murata, where is it you were headed? I might be able to help out."

[ironyxofxfate]

Whoops, that was supposed to be a reply to your last comment...))

[mazokusage]

He laughed. "Just Murata is fine. Or Ken. I don't need to be called mister," he smiled. "Well, I really don't know where I am so I can't be headed anywhere."