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001 || Action/Voice

[Beside the fountain, a statue has appeared. Or so one might assume, given the slate-grey stone of its skin, the sharp glint of wire topping its head as a fall of hair. Despite the illusion of its cape and cloak that billow in the winter breeze, the shimmer of light on the longsword dangling from one clenched fist, surely it can't be alive...]

[But watch from another angle and see that the tunic it wears is in tatters, exposing a lean torso of yet more stone, the features of a chiseled face framed by darker pebbles. The first sign of true life is seen in sluggish trails of blood that flow from his mouth and chest, their slow drips rhythmic against the ground.]

[The stone man sways in silence, eyes closed, and then he pitches forward into the fountain. A sharp crack sounds as his hip strikes the base, and then the only movement are the ribbons of red that flow from his wounds and get swept into the current.]

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[Voice, some time later]

[A distinctly uncomfortable clearing of his throat, before a low, smoky voice addresses whoever might be listening. He is far from used to communicating through such means, but it might prove advantageous to not require face to face contact.]

How might a new... resident [or whatever a stranger calls himself] go about finding living accommodations and employment? I haven't seen much in the way of advertisement postings. [Wanted posters being, of course, his usual method of job seeking.]

((OOC: So sorry this took so long, I've been (really) sick! Any City dweller that can sense supernatural presence might be slightly pinged by him, but they probably won't be able to identify what exactly he is. For more specific info, feel free to ask!))

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[At first, Tohru had thought he was a statue, then noticed the blood, which threw her into a slight panic. Then he fell right into the fountain, fortunately, before she could take her conniption to him.] Sir?

[She rushed over and tried to move him, get his mouth out of the water.] You could drown like that! Are you alright? Sir? [But he's heavy, and even just trying to pull his head out of the water and turn him over a little is taking a lot out of her, as his blood, led by the water, stains her socks and skin.]

[Oh. Wow. That is one hot voice.]

The Welcome Center has plenty of beds if you need a place to stay. Some jobs, too. Did you just get here?

There's a Welcome Center and there are plenty of empty apartments. You can just move in and the City gives you a grace period without rent to get on your feet.

And there are always businesses looking for jobs, you just have to do a little foot work or check out the network.

Welcome to the City.

[When he just appeared, Yin could tell he wasn't a statue. Unless the City was investing in statues that breathe. She was in the Welcome Center, to start, but had her observer spirit spying on Zelgadis from the fountain, where it normally was. It was, indeed, one of the best ways to find newcomers, before they found the network, or other people.]

[It was only when he collapsed into the water Yin left the Welcome Center and went to the pool, slowly, as always. Her leisurely pace might have sent the message she was out for a sight seeking walk, rather than approaching a bleeding man in a fountain.]

[Once there, she only reached over, hand going to his shoulder, to see if a touch would awaken him. It probably wasn't good he was bleeding, and breathing fountain water.]

Edited 2013-01-21 02:38 (UTC)

[ A model of tact, Karl asks the most important question of all: ]

What's wrong with your face?

[ oh dear, oh dear. There's a giggle wafting on the breeze as the stone man falls into the fountain. After all, she's been so terribly lacking in entertainment after those ghouls went away. ]

You fell?

[ she laughed again as she wandered closer, needing to get a closer look of the sad, funny stone man. Should he need a hand, she'll extend it. But it may not be in the form that he wishes. In fact, she may just have to perch on him and touch a fine, fine hand to the steel blades of his hair. And when (or if) it pricks, she'll simply smile, and laugh and hum a pleased, quiet note. ]

[The voice that answers is deep and quiet, unaffected.] Hello, I am Nobori. It is a pleasure to meet you, Sir. [Must get the introductions out of the way!]

The Welcome Center should be helpful in helping you get what you want.

Your name, Sir?

[She had only been out to enjoy the weather. There isn't much snow in Tusseri, save for a month or two in the winter.

Only then she had gotten lost. It was luck that had taken her back to the fountain where she remembered first arriving those weeks ago. But the statue was something new. She hadn't noticed one here before, which could have been a mistake on her part, but she is fairly certain she would have noticed such a thing.

And then the statue fell over and she realized it wasn't a statue at all. She hurries over, kneeling down next to him.]

Are you alright?! You don't look very well. Did you get into a fight?

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