[Walkabout] Check in

[notadisappointment]

... so I guess some of us didn't go to the Grid after all. Instead we're stuck in how many meters of snow? Well, I'm not complaining too much.

Apparently, we're in a country called Finland and it's the year 2006. They've just won... the Eurovision? Whatever that is? And we're at a pretty famous ski resort! I wonder if we were just awarded a vacation or if there's something else going on... well, I'm at least gonna do a lot of winter sports while here.

If anyone needs help with how to snowboard, I'm your man!

So who all do we have here? I'm Yosuke if someone doesn't know.

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[notadisappointment]

At least you don't need to worry too much about getting a room, when that's all been dealt for you.

[notadisappointment]

Is all music like that where you come from or just that?

[reincarnatedprince]

[Mamoru kisses him back before laughing a bit.]

I hope you don't need to remake me.

[likescats]

JUST THAT ONE. WHICH IS GOOD AS WE HAD TO KILL IT.

[reallymean]

Oh! So he's a legendary figure associated with the festival?

[She's not entirely certain what a reindeer is, but she's seen just enough variations on Earth to be relatively certain that flying beasts large enough and possessed of enough stamina to carry holiday deliveries all around the world don't actually exist on this planet.]

[youandyoualone]

Do you remember the place called the 'reception desk?' It is nearby to there. I shall meet you in front of it.

[youandyoualone]

Why is he given cookies and milk? Is it in exchange for the presents?

[utsusemimaru]

We should begin with those, then! Perhaps there are some iced confections available in the town?

[He's completely forgotten Yosuke saying this isn't the best kind of place for ice cream. Because ice cream.]

[utsusemimaru]

I shan't keep you waiting long!

do you want to switch this to action?

[youandyoualone]

Wonderful!

yes please! i used brackets but if prose is better just reply with that!

[utsusemimaru]

[ Utsusemimaru is out the door like a flash, bounding cheerfully through the crowds to make his way towards the reception desk. As soon as it's within view he waves, generally, since he's not too sure what Anafiel looks like. ]

Anafiel-dono!

[notadisappointment]

... how do you kill music?

[notadisappointment]

[He could correct him, buuuuut... nah, now he wants ice cream too.]

I'm pretty sure there's a convenience store somewhere. We could go take a look.

[notadisappointment]

... you know, I'm not sure about why it's those in particular. But I think it's in exchange.

[utsusemimaru]

I would be honored if you would accompany me to the... the convee-nee-ence store, Yosuke-dono!

[notadisappointment]

Then I will. Let's meet up in front of the hotel we got signed in, alright?

brackets are fine! though i might just tag this one on the computer then

[youandyoualone]

[A startlingly handsome European man of about forty or so, with a red braid hanging down his back, raises a hand in greeting.] Messire Uchii, I presume.

[youandyoualone]

Mayhap he enjoys them and possesses neither cows nor goats nor someone to bake for him.

[notadisappointment]

I doubt that. He does have a wife who, according to stories, is a great cook.

[youandyoualone]

... mayhap she does not know how to bake cookies? Really, this future folklore is puzzling.