#whitley 01

[ymtnikaido]

@ice-heir || starter!

There’s a kid here.

Yamato gets on fine with kids, but doesn’t have any particularly strong feelings one way or another. It’s just that a kid being here brings up a lot of questions. Did this kid get whisked here too from... wherever he’s from? Whoever it is pulling this stunt, he guesses they don’t discriminate based on age. That’s kinda fucked up.

This kid’s alone, too. At least he is right now. Yamato thinks he shouldn’t bother, just shrug and go on his way, but ugh, dammit, Mitsuki would scold him if he just left this kid and he needed help. Plus he thinks of Tamaki and Iori and how he’d hate for them to be in his shoes right now. So he approaches with a wave.

“Hey, kid, you okay? Not lost or anything? Not that I’d be much help if you were, I just got here, but thought I’d ask anyway.”

[ascarletflame]

@ice-heir​

The Library of Xalphina is quite a peaceful getaway, the moth finds. He’d stalked all over the forest before, but never took the moment to pay the massive building any mind. But he was interested in the other locations on the island, and this was probably the place to find out about them.

Grimm clutches a book on the branches of Radial Island in his thin claws, absently watching some of the pixies fly around. One even stops to thank him for gracing the forest with the music he’d been practicing the other day and he nods with a smile.

Of course, something else grabs his attention soon after—a frustrated looking teenager, probably another off-worlder. And if there’s one thing the Troupe Master doesn’t know how to do, it’s stay away when he’s probably not wanted. Grimm steps closer and closer, just towering over this poor boy.

“A lovely afternoon to you, my friend. Are you perhaps new to the island? I might know a thing or two about it...”

...That ended up sounding a little more sinister than was intended.

[resilientcarnate]

@ice-heir

When Oscar got the text that they’re testing things to potentially implement into a defense system for the city - he hardly had to think at all on his own participation in this. If he can do anything to help, he’ll do it. Being useful as himself, and not any role another is to hold. When he looked through the terminals, some of them seemed easy enough. He just ended up going with something familiar - searching for mystical items. This time the whole world isn’t at stake and there’s not anyone nearly as terrifying as Salem racing against him. 

What Oscar didn’t understand at the time, but surely does now, is the concept this is virtual. He didn’t even know people could be put inside screens! He’d never seen anything like it, Atlas’ technology doesn’t come close to this. Nor had he been expecting Whitley to tag along, but he’s glad for it nonetheless. He knows so little about the other, but there’s comraderie to be found in how they both ended up dragged into the mess back home - though he has yet to see how the youngest Schnee will act, but he has faith. With how readily he was to save Mantle, Oscar doesn’t doubt his own faith. 

Recalling the list of items they were supposed to find, he glances over at the other. “So...should we start trying to find a town to see if anyone knows where we can find these…?” They could search randomly, but Oscar’s had enough uncertainty to fill a lifetime, a feeling that’ll only likely grow. ...Or maybe not, he hopes he has the time to experience it.