[#008 (video/action)]

[brothertragedy]

[Nobori is standing outside and not in horrible weather for once! He's recording by the fountain, while Chandela watches the water shoot through the air, flames dancing as it flits from left to right and back again, perfectly cheerful in stark contrast to its grim-looking human companion.]

The City feels congested once more. It remains to be seen whether or not these guests are of the dangerous sort. Are we to play dispatcher again?

I wonder if we've done something to offend these so-called deities... unless someone else has a better explanation for so many curses in rapid succession. I cannot wait for the last stop; I've grown tired of counting off the miles.

[He's too uneasy for the usual "all aboard!" closing, it seems?

He adds as though it were an afterthought:]

Look both ways, listen, and proceed with caution.

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[What, he hasn't resigned himself to a complete loss of dignity yet? Surely, having been around his brother for that long... Besides! Kudari spent time looking for Nobori, why would he just up and wander off as soon as he's found him?

At any rate, he sets a fast pace. It'd be called brisk if it weren't for the fact that Kudari isn't exactly carrying himself like he's on the job- quite the opposite in fact; boundless enthusiasm is apparent in every movement, though he tilts his head to look questioningly at Nobori when the carousel is mentioned.]

But if it doesn't stop, then how does anyone board it? [Said while walking, hand outstretched to receive the phone.

It doesn't take him long to find where they are on the map; it takes him just a moment longer to figure out which direction they're heading in. Let's see here...

That's a lot of buildings and labels.]

Ah, so many stops! You've been here longer than I have, are there any you'd recommend we visit?

[brothertragedy]

One cannot board it, Kudari. I doubt it would be a pleasant ride, even if it were possible to get on. [If the rest of the City's oddities are anything to judge by.

Of course, it is the fear of losing him again after such a long absence that prompts him to think this way. (Of course, he will not resign himself! His dignity will go out in a dignified manner; now, please don't point out the paradoxical nature of that statment and the sentiment it represents.)

To be honest, Nobori had little interest in exploring this place on his own... and what little interest he had was snuffed out entirely by the more horrific curses; therefore, Nobori's usual haunts were restricted to his apartment, his workplace, shops, and... that was it, really. He holed himself up and worked, rarely venturing out to investigate a possible way out or purchase food.

(Yes, his life without Kudari mostly consists of work. This is a problem.)

He's so disinterested in places of amusement that he can only think of two names off the top of his head (he doesn't want to admit to not knowing any of these other places to Kudari!):]

... the Blue Light.

[The bar-slash-jazz-club, Nobori?

The only other place he knows about closed for repairs because it was apparently set on fire. Good job, Nobori.]

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[He 'hmms' slightly in contemplation before saying:] That would explain a lot, actually.

[...Explain a lot about what, exactly?

Just don't question his logic, it only invites trouble. That train of thought followed a logical enough track anyway, so long as one could figure out the point of departure.]

So, the Blue Light, right? Sounds fun! [You know, barring the fact that the only thing he knows about it is its name, but.]

You'll have to lead the way; let's go!

[brothertragedy]

[Hey, it could stand to be so much worse! He could have taken Kudari down to what is essentially the City's answer to a red light district. Now, if he'd done that, Nobori would not hold it against Kudari if he decided to disown him as his brother right then and there.

Fortunately, this place is not too far off and they'll reach it after not too much time spent walking! It's pretty clean for a bar. It's... nothing fancy, kind of forgettable and unimpressive in appearance, but at least it's inoffensive? Okay, it's actually kind of tacky-looking (there are too many poorly arranged posters and are those records hanging on the walls? It's faux-artsy or faux-retro or maybe it's just faux decor in general), but hey, it's clean, there's places to sit, a modest selection of food to eat, and good music.

Actually, the musicians are genuinely talented and the music's pretty much the best thing about this place. Kind of makes up for the lackluster look of the place, huh?

Chandela doesn't seem to approve much of this choice of scenery and spends all its time since stepping foot into this place nudging its trainer, looking annoyed, and turning to look longingly at the door.] Shandela-shan! Shanshan...!