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witchesreign2013-01-14 05:56 pm
springtimeofyouth) wrote in witchesreign2013-01-14 05:56 pm
[ rock lee ]; action
[ Last thing he remembers is the fight. How much his injuries hurt, how hard he'd tried, and then how amazing Gaara had been.
When he opens his eyes, Lee expects to find himself in the hospital room once again. But... this is no hospital. It's some sort of bedroom.
Not his.
He's careful not to disturb anything in the room as he takes a look around. It seems one other person lives here. Where that person is, Lee does not know. The person owns many things that seem to be a completely different language.
He's not happy about this sudden change in atmosphere. What could have brought him here, apart from very strong Genjutsu? He'd thought the battle was over, but perhaps it's only just begun. He's still bandaged, and he can still feel the dull pain left over from the previous battles. However, this is not something he can -- or ever would -- turn away from.
First, he'll have to locate the reason for this jutsu.
Cautiously, Lee steps outside the dorm room and glances around. Where to? How would he even go about this? ]
[[ ooc: just a note, I wrote his native language as Japanese, so unless someone's speaking in Japanese to him or gives him one of those fancy translators, he probably won't understand. Everything spoken in Japanese will be in italics for now /o/ ]]
When he opens his eyes, Lee expects to find himself in the hospital room once again. But... this is no hospital. It's some sort of bedroom.
Not his.
He's careful not to disturb anything in the room as he takes a look around. It seems one other person lives here. Where that person is, Lee does not know. The person owns many things that seem to be a completely different language.
He's not happy about this sudden change in atmosphere. What could have brought him here, apart from very strong Genjutsu? He'd thought the battle was over, but perhaps it's only just begun. He's still bandaged, and he can still feel the dull pain left over from the previous battles. However, this is not something he can -- or ever would -- turn away from.
First, he'll have to locate the reason for this jutsu.
Cautiously, Lee steps outside the dorm room and glances around. Where to? How would he even go about this? ]
[[ ooc: just a note, I wrote his native language as Japanese, so unless someone's speaking in Japanese to him or gives him one of those fancy translators, he probably won't understand. Everything spoken in Japanese will be in italics for now /o/ ]]
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Hello! Are you new to Garden?
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She's even speaking in some sort of strange gibberish.
... A jutsu he's never heard of before? ]
What is the meaning of this?!
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My name is Aerith. I know this is scary.
[She points to herself when she says her name, waves, then tries to smile reassuringly as she sends a quick PM to one of the staff translators. They should get here shortly.]
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What is it you want?
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It's okay. We'll understand each other soon.
[Sure enough, a translator soon arrives. The translator asks Lee 'do you understand this?' in a few languages. Hopefully she hit Japanese.]
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Oh. ]
What is going on here?!
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Years ago, a great dark magic affected this world. There was a war, and all of this world's timeline was nearly destroyed. The timeline damage spread through the worlds, and as a result people from many other worlds and times were brought here.
The people of this world are suspicious of outsiders because of what happened back then, so we've been taken in by Balamb Garden. This is a school that trains soldiers to protect the world, and in return for room and board we train here and eventually join SeeD, the elite army.
I know it's a bad situation. There must be something in your world that you're worried about, and very few of us wanted this. I'm sorry.
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So... this is a different world?
[ What does that even mean? ]
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-- Are those dead bugs on his face? ]
Uh ...
[ He walks over anyways, lifting up a hand in greeting. ]
Newcomer, I take it?
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Nope. No way you're going to get him. Especially not with that strange language you're speaking. ]
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[ Eugene puts up his hands defensively. ]
Edgy, aren't you?
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He doesn't step out of his stance, though the expression on his face does soften momentarily. ]
Where are we?
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Is this some kind of language barrier?
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What is that? Why are you not answering me?
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[ This guy is just weird. ]
What language are you speaking?
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But he does look like he's about to charge and maybe knock that thing out of your hands soon... ]
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DING. ]
Hold it!
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... Holding.
No, really. Imagine him just, completely stopping mid-step and freezing still. ]
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Not literally.
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Excuse the staring. He seem to have completely forgotten about the fact that he might be under attack.
Just... what? ]
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[He glances Lee's way as he passes, then stops. His eyes sweep over Lee with a look of frank, clinical appraisal.]
New student, eh?
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And why is this man speaking in a language he can't understand.
Perhaps he best introduce himself, first, if he hopes to get any answers. ]
I am Konoha's Beautiful Green Wild Beast, Rock Lee. What sort of jutsu is this?
[ Accompanied with some pointing at the floating case. ]
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[Or did he not have one? Slughorn squints at him, searching for any sign of the device, then with a general flick of his wand performs a Summoning Charm. Of course, the object of the charm will take a moment to reach them, so exactly what it looks like he's doing is open to debate.]
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That object in your hands... he's got to get it away from you!
And that's exactly what he's going to attempt to do. Just snatch that thing from your hands. ]
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Now give that back!
[He wags a finger at Lee just in time for the translator to slap into his hand with the lingering energies of the spell. Slughorn looks blankly at it for a moment before remembering that he'd summoned it, then brandishes it at Lee pointedly.]
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DO YOU WANT THAT KNOCKED OUT OF YOUR HANDS TOO? ]
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[He continues to brandish it with a stern, expectant air that comes from decades of teaching students. For all Lee's misbehaving, Slughorn continues to file him in the category of "misguided youth" instead of "open threat".]
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Are you trying to hide from someone?
(ooc: Gakupo does speak Japanese, but he's using English at the moment.)
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[ No, seriously. What is with this strange language? Is this somehow a ploy to mess with his mind? He's not going to fall for it... ]
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...eh? Me? I don't even know you!
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Are you lost as well?
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Oi, you my new roommate or something?
[Good thing his first language in Japanese. Gintoki's not too happy about having to share his living area again, though.]
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Is this your room?
[ Which could only mean... he was brought here by this guy? ]
What is it you want from me?
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[Boooored. He sticks his little finger in his ear, wriggling it in exploration.]
Want? Ah, you could pay a tithe of candy, I guess? Not like I need much. Money's always good.
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He'll just be going through his pockets now. And... coming up with nothing, other than a Very Special Bottle of
alcoholsomething that he's not allowed to use unless he really needs to ]I am afraid I have neither...
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With reflexes that a lightning strike would be proud of, made even more impressive by the sight of proffered booze, Gintoki snatches the bottle away and... holds it to his chest like a child hugging a stuffed toy.]
Ah! This is good, this is good! Gin-san will always accept alcohol in payment! Besides, kids shouldn't carry these around - Gin-san'll take good care of it.
[IN HIS STOMACH]
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WHAT?
NO.
THAT'S HIS... ]
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late ¬.¬
[He shuffles back, still clutching the bottle.]
This is a tithe, got it? Think of it like a welcome present! You can't just take it back, it isn't neighborly.
I've been slacking anyways >>;
Still, it's really sad... ]
What will it buy me?