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Characters: Shiki Ryougi and YOU! (i.e. open log)
Date: September 17th
Format: Preferably action spam, but I'll match what you tag with!
Content Warnings: Possible vague references to some gorey acts, but other than that nothing.
Summary: Even without any desire to do anything or even live, Shiki can't really stay in one place forever.

[It's a bright, sunny day when Shiki finally steps out her assigned room and into the actual city. She'd spent the last while trying to get used to walking around without her sight in her room, but frankly, there were some things she needed that she just couldn't get in that place.

Like a decent kimono for one. You'd have to be crazy to think she'd keep wearing the hospital given one. Of course, the only problem was... y'know, getting to an actual store. Rather than wander aimlessly about, Shiki decided to take a seat at whatever sort of seating area was close by. She listens for footsteps and when people pass by. When it sounds like someone's close enough...]

Hey. You over there. [Yep, the girl with bandages wrapped around her eyes is calling out to you. Nothing strange about this at all.]

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[He manages to waddle himself back onto his feet and, with one deep breath, manages to regain stability.] *Sigh...that was quite an escape. At least that's another thing I've calculated numerous times.

[His attention focuses inward as he dusts himself.] Messy messy messy...now, let's see....[His attention completely and irreverently redirects itself to a map Edd has pulled from his rumpled pocket. It's a bit bent out of shape but otherwise works.]

[She stays standing and waits for him to finish doing... well, whatever he's doing. But on the other hand, she's still a bit curious about what even happened before.]

What were those things that tried to corner us?

Things...the creatures, right. Ahem.

Those were the denizens of this place, of Darstone. Well, I mean, they are 'from' this world in the sense it is where they came from. But Darstone residents, they aren't.

If I were to summarize this nuisance into smaller words, I would say that they aren't quite fans of us beings. Dragged from our regular--if just familiar--little worlds, they are the sworn enemies of everyone, even the true residents of this place. A small gang problem with big consequences, I might add.

So in the end, they just don't like people. [At this rate, she relates more to those things than anyone here...]

Knuckle dragging, uncouth neanderthals are what they are...hatred for uninvited guests--also UNAWARE guests--is one thing, but action is another!

*Sigh*...

My blood pressure has seemed a tad tried in these recent times.

You might want to relax a bit before you hurt yourself.