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[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

[Action; early afternoon]

[Jin had no clue what was going on as he wandered around. A million questions raced through his mind. Where was he? Where did Jubei go? What happened to Yukianesa? Why couldn't he feel the presence of any seithr? Why was he at sea level?

Those last two weighed most heavily on Jin's mind. The level of seithr at sea level made it inhospitable for anything save maybe the Kaka clan, let alone humans. In fact, Jin had never even seen the sea before except through the windows of airships. So for the seithr to suddenly have all disappeared...

Much as he was loathe to do it, Jin approached a random passerby. It may even be you.]

You. I have some questions I need to ask you.

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[totally_blue]

[Here's your random passerby, who's just return from grocery. He wears an apron with a logo of 'Lotus Child Care'.]

Y-yes? May I help you?

[To be honest, he's stunned by the outfit too.]

[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

[Is that a touch of uncertainty? If so, that doesn't bode well in Jin's mind.]

First of all: where is this place?

[totally_blue]

[There's a slight 'oh' on Kaito's face. Maybe Jin's word doesn't seem foreign to him.]

The city of Prospero. I bet it's your first time here. Not surprise at all.

[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

First time here? The existence of this place should be impossible.

[Action] cue clashing egos

[best-king.livejournal.com]

[Gilgamesh currently on his daily round of the city, doing what he does best. Attempting to stalk another certain blonde haired king. Imagine his displeasure when some mongrel approaches him to distract him from his task at hand.]

And what gives you any right to question me, mongrel? Can't you see that this king is busy?

[Action] THERE GOES THE NEIGHBORHOOD

[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

[...That stops Jin in his tracks. Sure, he wasn't the most popular guy, but almost no one ever talked down to him.]

Mongrel? You must have me mistaken for somebody else.

[He recovers quickly enough, though. And he doesn't look happy.]

[best-king.livejournal.com]

[Just feeding the fire, bro. Gil takes pleasure in pissing everyone else off. Jin will probably notice his ever-growing sardonic smile.]

Unless you are a fellow king or demi-god, I'm afraid that I have not mistaken you for anyone else. You mongrels are all the same. Always asking, yet never contributing in return. It's distasteful.

[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

...A king and a demi-god, you say. No wonder your speech is dripping with arrogance. Unfortunately, I've yet to meet a single ruler who belonged in a position of power, and it looks like that trend is going to continue.

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

[ A rather huge fellow looks down at Jin. ] Very well, how can I be of assistance?

[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

[Huge guy? After Tager, Jin isn't intimidated by large guys, so that's fine.]

First of all, I want to know where we are.

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Prospero, in the United States of america, and the name of the planet is Terra, or Earth. The year is 2011.

[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

[Jin says nothing at first, but the look on his face betrays his exterior. If this guy is to be believed, he's somehow been sent back into the past, before even the Black Beast's emergence. How could such a thing be possible?

...But yet here he was, in a world without seithr.]

...I don't suppose you know how I got here? And I don't mean by ship or by airplane.

[To action!]

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

[You have pulled aside: One unassuming-looking red-haired woman.]

Well, I can try to answer whatever you throw at me at least. Go for it.

[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

...Fine. First: What is this place?

[He's asked a couple people already, but it can't hurt to check for consistency.]

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

This city? Prospero. It's part of a country called the United States of America.

New arrival, huh?

[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

...The United States shouldn't exist any more.

[No, he won't verbally confirm that he's a new arrival.]

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[Jin, you've pulled aside a 14 year old.]

Yes?

[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

[Age? That means nothing when a prepubescent boy can be a vigilante in Jin's world.]

Let's start with this: how long have you been here?

[witchless.livejournal.com]

Almost three months.

[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

[Not a native. Good.]

How do people show up here?

[toomanypetals.livejournal.com]

. . .

[Did you hear that disgusted silence? No? Ah, your ears may not be working then. At least the person you stopped is dressed well-- he could be a clothing model with how pristine his clothes are, in fact.]

I'm busy.

[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

[Jin's apathy is almost tangible.]

Surely not too busy to spare five minutes.

I am totally not late here.

[gaveupfeeling.livejournal.com]

[Ledah doesn't emote much at all, but he does at least meet Jin's gaze.]

Yes?

[the-cold-steel.livejournal.com]

My first question: Are you a native of this island?

[gaveupfeeling.livejournal.com]

I'm not. Like a number of the other people here, I was brought recently.