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Post by Lisbeth Kendt on Apr 6, 2016 22:09:04 GMT -5
Now there is no sound
If we all live underground
And now it's virtual insanity
Forget your virtual reality
| Moon runes. Nothing but moon runes for miles and miles around. How she ended up in Japan, she had no idea, but this was nothing like the animes at all. Where were the floating English words that told her what the squiggles said? This is ridiculous, she thought to herself. Yeah it is, she heard someone else remark, to which she shrugged, accepting her fate, as the voice prattled on about his state of existence within a teenage girl's mind. She shrugged that off as well, as she swung her bat to and fro, scraping the sidewalk with a pleasant grating sound. A smile was elicited by such a sonorous marking of her passing. She could understand little else here, but she knew what the sound of steel on concrete was, and she was content in that knowledge.
She had no idea where Annelise went, but she didn't question it, as she carried on down the twisting, winding, utterly sine-like path, curving endlessly and ever more widely.
But not really, the sidewalk was perfectly straight It had always been, of course. The man questioned her easy acceptance of this realization, which she again shrugged off. She had to pee. Why were the bathrooms so poorly labelled?
She decided to take a guess and walked into one. Immediately, she was confronted with a busy noodle house and a pair of irate chefs barking angrily at her in gibberish. She shrugged to them as well, before slamming her head rather violently into the doorframe. "WHY CAN'T I TELL WHAT ANYONE IS SAYING? THIS IS STUPID, I WANT TO GO HOME BUT FIRST I HAVE TO PEE OR I'M GOING TO WET MYSELF actually, I could really go for something to eat first... Urrrrggggggghhhhhh, I can't even read the menu..." She feel to her knees as onlookers stared with slight concern, and the two chefs continued shouting at her to her dismissal. "And I still have to pee..."
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Post by Satoru Ajax on Apr 7, 2016 19:36:15 GMT -5
i can't just sit around and pretend to not care
Sitting around in Eiji's previous apartment had been an excruciating experience: nearly everyone in the family wrote him off as being dead, and, of course, it was Satoru that got the small apartment he bought in Akihabara in the will. Satoru had been between trying to find the faintest of clues in the apartment, as well as prodding Nemu for more information. Most of the conversations went absolutely nowhere.
"What are you?"
"I'm Nemu!"
"Okay, but what... species are you?"
"I'm a Digimon!"
"And that is...?"
And it was pretty much that for a week on end. The basics of it were that they were "Digimon", creatures from the Digital World inside of computers... admittedly, Nemu only told him half of this: Satoru had scrubbed the hell out of Eiji's PC, and found a billion different scrawled passages in a language they had invented as children.
Apparently, with the Digivice that Nemu had with him, they could go into the Digital World whenever they damn well pleased... but Satoru found himself hesitant to go through with this. For the first time, Satoru wanted to be as prepared as humanly possible for the journey ahead of him... but of course, pulled up nothing on the digital world on the internet. Dead ends had left him frustrated and hungry, and thus, to the noodle shop, leaving Nemu to his devices. Naturally, as soon as he entered the shop, his head went toward the red-head screaming English.
Satoru's first thought was to help this woman... and then immediately hesitated at his first instinct... and then figured, why not?
"Hey, you know, people can understand you, English is pretty common here. Do you, maybe, need some help?"
Of course, Satoru realized at that moment he'd probably regret saying anything. Truly, he should have just feigned he only spoke moon.
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Post by Lisbeth Kendt on Apr 7, 2016 20:30:31 GMT -5
She said I'm no genius and I've lost myself
The books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
| It was with no surprise (or should have been with no surprise, at the least,) that Lisbeth's head snapped around at the first sign of someone with some damn sense and proper language skills. Why couldn't everyone be like him and say words she understood? It would be a lot easier if Japan spoke English. Or even better, Danish! Why didn't Denmark take over Japan like she had assumed they'd done? Blasted government, failing its citizens time and time again. Ah well, she couldn't complain, she had some amount of comfort in her lifestyle, and she made bank by... She wasn't sure how she made money, actually, she just assumed it fell from the many banana trees in the noodle shop. Not that there were any bananas or in fact, trees, in the shop at all; not to anyone else, of course.
She disregarded this brief lapse in her thinking for just long enough to look at this newcomer in total awe and appreciation. "You... You understand me?" She leapt to her feet, and twirled around several times, until she got dizzy and rested against her bat, a thing that arguably shouldn't be out in public, but she couldn't have cared less. The bat was hers, and the two angry chefs and their shouting could do little about that.
"You understand me, you understand! FINALLHY, someone in this crazy backwards place gets it! What'syer name, pal, put'er there, put'er there!" Her nasally accent in full New Yorkian glory, she extended a hand with which to vigorous shake the guy's own, should he be so daring as to extend it to her. If not, she would casually leave her hand there and continuing talking anyways. "Name's Lisbeth, call me Ruth, or Hanged Man if you wanna, just don't call me Beth, or I'll probably cause you a great deal of bodily harm!" She stopped to cackle wildly for a brief moment at her own half-joke. She was truly the most hilarious of them all, she thought to herself.
Turning from him, she glared at the chefs for a moment, who hadn't ceased their raucous caterwauling yet, before whipping her head back around to her new pal, twirling her messy hair with a finger, as she grinned a wily grin his way. "Y'know, I cooould use a bit of a hand here... I really gotta pee, but first, can you order some food for me, all this searching for a toilet's got me starving!"
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Post by Satoru Ajax on Apr 7, 2016 21:17:36 GMT -5
i can't just sit around and pretend to not care
Satoru's eyes practically bulged out as he saw the bat this lady was holding around. Why the hell was she carrying around a bat of all things, self defense? Who the hell does that? Satoru most definately noticed the way that the two chefs glared at her: admittedly, they were fairly pissy chefs, Satoru had gone to this place multiple times before, but in the tin minutes this lady had been here, she was already the ire of the people serving her food. That wasn't good.
The next thing of note was most definitely the accent: the cartoony Brooklyn accent you'd find on a cheesy Saturday morning cartoon. That accent coming out of that face in this setting was cultural chaos. Still, her laughing at her own cheesy jokes brought a levity to the situation. At least she didn't say "just don't call me late to dinner", that would be an ultimate garbage line.
"My name's Satoru," he said in a boyish, slightly New England-tinted voice. His adolescence in the states had definitely rubbed off onto his accent while speaking, and on the note of a bathroom, his eyes started wandering for any sign of one.
Satoru eyed a small sign on the back wall that said BATHROOM CUSTOMERS ONLY, above a single door with one of those weird numbered locks on on it, and pointed.
"The bathroom's over there, but this restaurant's super stingy: they ask you to open the lock to get in, and you have to buy a meal to get the number. Last time I checked, it's 0439..."
Even in English, the number made the chefs' ears perk up and when Satoru sat down, he was now the ire of the chefs.
"[Uh, Miso and Pork, please,]" he said under the stressful eye of the chefs, shoving his cash onto the table. The two worked impeccably fast as the two bowls were dropped onto the noodle bar surface with an intense ferocity. Satoru doubted that, as children, their mother ever told them that "it wasn't a race".
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Post by Lisbeth Kendt on Apr 9, 2016 23:22:02 GMT -5
i walk these empty streets
down the boulevard of broken dreams
somewhere in my mind
on the borderline of the edge where I walk alone
| "Satoru... she muttered to herself quite thoughtfully, wondering to herself about his name. It was quite a name it was. A name, for sure, certainly a very name-shaped word. A moniker if she'd ever heard one. A very stately birth-born title, it was most appropriate. "Sa...toru..." Even as she butchered the word with her mighty Queens accent, the name rolled off her tongue in such a way, such a mystical, magical, utterly mundane way, she must have mustered enough meritably marked musing to make more movement towards a municipal approximation of an idea of what his name could mean for a young lady as herself.
"Ya got a real wacky name, Satoru! It's a hoot, ya know, not ta mean nuttin' by it, but ya got me crackin' up!" Truly, there was nothing funny about his name at all, but to one such as Lisbeth, what wasn't funny? Could a circus performer truly find something unfunny? Certainly not, the thought was maddeningly absurd! Absurd like a one-nostriled man, unicycling perilously across Carnegie Hall in a speedo, while reciting the collected works of Emily Dickinson backwards. Which is to say, quite preposterous! Obviously, the man would be on a bicycle with a missing wheel, not a unicycle!
She digressed. Then promptly walked to the bathroom, nodding to Satoru with a look of utter conspiracy. She punched in those lucky four digits... Then promptly attempted to kick the door in, having forgotten the numbers. Falling squarely on her rear end, she was quick to propel herself back to her feet, baseball bat as a walking stick, before charging once more at the door, which flies open in her face as a woman exits the latrine. Floored once more, but undeterred, Lisbeth jams her bare foot in the door and crawls closer, pulling herself into the bathroom, with all of her might. Onlookers continued looking on until she was out of sight, and less ridiculous.
Having forgotten why she had entered the bathroom, she drew some rather crude images on the wall with a sharpie and exited the restroom, turning to her translator once more, in a not-so-whispered whisper: "Oi, couldja order me a burger maybe? I'm starving over here."
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