Closed starter for @mindfulgap
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The news had come across as some surprise to Eiko, but it was not unwelcome news either. They were of the same peoples: ‘humans born from silicons,’ known to their enemies as the Rock Humans.
Not that Eiko particularly cared what the carbons thought of silicons. Their worlds and societies should have remained separated, but the carbons’ intrusions into their ancestral lands and the modernization of society had left her people behind in the dust. An increasingly modern and technological world was not one the Rock Humans, the silicons could thrive in: their need to hibernate had destroyed their once biological superiority over the carbons, and the need to own property and maintain it to survive in this new world had destroyed their old way of life...
... At the same time, it wasn’t like Eiko particularly cared that much for that either. Even though she did not sleep other than to hibernate, beds were so comfy! Television too, the internet, their music, partying, the cities like Tokyo and downtown S City! She may not have cared for them, but Eiko did love the wonderfully exciting world they had built! If she was to live comfortably though, without the aid of her people, she would need ‘wealth’ though. Enough ‘wealth’ to ‘live in prosperity’ among them.
And with Damo gone, there was a new opening in the Rokakaka black market. Of course, there was a problem; she was too removed from her people to know where they cultivated the Rokakaka, but she had heard that here in this town of Morioh Damo and some of his fellows had died. She assumed that the culprits had to be the ‘other faction’ researching the Rokakaka for the benefit of the Rock Humans... well, probably. She didn’t know everything going on, but she felt confidant. She felt that when she left Morioh, ‘prosperity’ would be her’s.
“Hey, mister? Can you help me out?”
Her investigation began when she saw a boy rather out of place, wearing what seemed to be a sailor uniform in public. Well, it hardly mattered. He was just the first person she found...
She put on the innocent look and face that had won her smiles in the past. “I really hope you don’t mind, I’m like, so sorry to bother you! I’m visiting from Tokyo, I need to find my uncle’s business to meet up with him... do you know directions around here at all? I’m looking for ‘Damo Can Cleaning,’” she said, hoping being just a cute face would be enough to win Josuke over. “Like... any directions at all would be appreciated!”
