[identity profile] truebravery.livejournal.com
Hallo. I was wondering if there was anyone in this world who was originally from a school called Hogwarts? Just in case. Thank you. This is Neville Longbottom, by the way.

[It's a basic text message. Technology? What is that.

Alternately, Neville can be found wandering around the town and gardens, exploring the ins and outs of the place. Needing to know the layout and all the exits is habit he hasn't dropped yet. He's still not 100% convinced this isn't all some sort of magic delusion caused by Death Eaters or... he's not even sure what else it could be.]
[identity profile] freewolfmoon.livejournal.com
[Spend time around Fisherman's Horizon today, and you may run into an unfortunate scene: an armored elf with a huge sword slung over his back, upsetting the locals. He is, after all, rather hostile-looking for such a peaceful and pacifist town, and he isn't even in SeeD uniform. It's more or less the same story at various points during the day: Fenris attempts to enter town with his sword and armor in place, and some local authority figure rebuffs him sternly for disrupting the peace. His responses grow increasingly sarcastic and bitter as the day wears on--]

I intend no harm nor provocation. I'm merely accustomed to keeping my weapons close at hand.

[That was at nine in the morning. By five in the afternoon, it's more like--]

Yes, this is surely a sound philosophy. Feel free to ask me for help when raiders savage your docks and kidnap your children. I'll be over here, ignoring you entirely.

[By nightfall, he's just outside town on Horizon Bridge, leaning against a lamp post and scowling at the unhelpful ocean. He still has his sword with him. He's not trying to fight anything, though. He's just...brooding. In the dimming light. It's quite picturesque, really.]
[identity profile] lolsensors.livejournal.com
How much for these?

[The shops in Fisherman's Horizon aren't all that whelming. At least the air here is clean compared to Gotham. It feels... weird. Nice, but weird. There's a young boy with dark hair and blue eyes browsing a little way's away from Drunkman Alley. He gets himself a pair of sunglasses — or tries to, until the shop owner makes a face and tells him there's a "problem".]

Huh? Oh — gil, right. Sorry, my bad.

[The kid takes back the American bills, rifling through his pockets for a few seconds before replacing them with a bunch of coins. Not sure if those shades match with the cadet uniform, but he seems to really want them... As soon as he's got them on, the boy seems more relaxed, hands back in his pockets as he wanders off.]

[Dick Robin Dick will be investigating various parts of the locale if you want to run into him! Setting up any sort of scenario inside the Garden is cool, too.]

(ooc: Neville! Are you here somewhere? Robin is your roommate. :D Want to meet up at the inn or anything?)


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