synopsychic | A few days into the Jaunt

I'm currently hanging out at the bay, so you can either come find me here or contact me by the network.

[Finding Ed in a country like this might be a bit more of a challenge, considering there were a lot more of blonde long haired people around... but well, he was still foreign looking. Sort of.]

Alright. We'll see how things go.

[ Mikasa doesn't say anything. Not on the network at least and it takes her a while to walk where he is. Not because he is hard to find, the girl probably has some sort of an Ackerman skill for that too everything considering how easily she recognises people back home too...

She could stare at the water all day and think back to Rome and everything else. If it hurts, she's not showing it on the outside as she looks as emotionless and even cold as ever right now. Hiding everything on the inside like always, it's her way to go. ]

...Hey.

[Ed raises his gaze from the water and looks at Mikasa. That was faster than he thought it would be, but Ed doesn't mind. He had determined Winry's overlay was working, so he had time to do other things instead of keeping an eye on her.]

Hey. I found a good place to use a portal in just some time ago.

[ She keeps her eyes on the water, though she is still paying silent attention to her surroundings and possibly seeing his head turn from the corner of her eye. ]

Good. I guess it's not a very common skill even in a place like this.

That's what I thought. Though I'm also on caution that someone might know a similar skill and they'd be able to follow us... it would be bad if that happened.

If that happens, we'll just knock them out [ or kill them, she'd go that far too. ] and leave them somewhere in this city, obviously.

[ Does she remind you of the queen of Briggs already, Ed? ]

[Wow, Olivier had a soul sister in a different world.]

I'd rather avoid it anyway.

[Travelers had a hard time explaining themselves already.]

Ready to go, then?

I didn't say I want it to happen.

[ She just happens to be from a world, where shit happens all the time and everyone have to be prepared for anything thrown at them. Not that it helps in most situations, when nothing could prepare them for whatever happens next. ]

Yeah, let's go.

[ Show her the way etc. ]

Yeah, I know.

[It's hard to believe any of the travelers would actually like for something like that to happen, even if there must (have) be(een) people who'd think chaos is better than what they have.

Ed leads them to a side street and once they've made sure there aren't others, he makes a portal behind a pile of boxes that blocks the view from the street. Once it's open, he lets Mikasa go in first.]

[ That's a good place for a portal and Mikasa is fast at stepping in after one more quick lookaround.

And whatever Liminal looks like right now, she's ignoring it by leading him into their rooms.]

Jean drew pictures of us...

[ She opens the door into her own, silently calling him in by doing that as she walks in and looks at them at the wall. ]

Guess I should have told him to make one of himself either or find someone, who'd do it.

[Ed, on the other hand, looks at the liminal for a while longer with a skeptical look on his face. Is this the app his smart phone downloaded by itself? It sure looks like it...

Ah, but he does follow Mikasa pretty quickly.]

Oh, he's an artist? [He looks at the pictures on the walls.] He's pretty good.

[ Yeah. Apparently it's that weird app, that everyone seems to be ... using / playing, whatever, Mikasa is not familiar with it. ]

Yeah... I guess he got inspired by his infiltrator person from Rome.

[ He is great in her opinion, though Jean knows that because she told him herself. ]

The blonde is Armin, the fluffy brown hair owner is Eren - there might be two of him running around, who knows how infiltrating works.

Two of them... ah, was this about the network post I listened onto? So that's what the guys look like.

I will keep their looks on mind. Armin, Erens and Jean... who are the remaining ones you're keeping an eye on?

Yeah.

...I'm not sure if he has one of her too, but we can check. [ Casually just leading him to Jean's room with graceful steps. It's not like she can ask for permissions for entering right now... ]

[Jean probably wouldn't mind for something as important as this.

There is, in fact, an unfinished sketch of Armin and Sansa there he's planning on giving to Armin one day.]

That's Armin, right?

[ Well she wouldn't even listen to arguments in a situation like this. Besides his room will stay clean.

Mikasa tries to search around, noticing the sketch too. She looks at it. Deadpan this time, when she's in company of someone who is not a close friend yet.]

And Sansa.

Looks like that's all we'll find.

I guess he wouldn't draw himself. Not many do that.

[It's a shame in this situation though. At least Mikasa will know what he looks like and Ed will have the other four in check. It helps, at least a little.]

If I see anyone of the ones you showed me, I'll let you know and keep an eye on them.

I guess I know what I could tell him to draw next...

[ She doubts it will work. Photos or skills sound like another good idea. ]

Thanks. So, what next? Metal?

Maybe. Or someone could snap a photo of him.

[There's an idea. A photo album of all the travelers to use as a reference when needed.]

Right. Do you have something metallic we can use? It's easier to start with controlling a metal, rather than start making it.

That always works too.

[ She wants more photos of everyone from home, who's here! ...And that'd be great, yes. ]

Any part of my gear would work, I guess, I doubt it'd get any unfixable damage... Though creating it shouldn't be a problem either.

It wouldn't get damaged at all, because the first phase is to hold onto a piece of metal without holding onto it, by imagining that the metal is a part of you. I had it easy, since I had two metallic limbs for years and still have one.

[ ...Well, that sounds way too easy considering she uses that gear like it's an extension of her limbs / body rather than some machine. ]

Well then. Back to my room.

[ So much walking between rooms. Whatever. She's got her gear hidden under her bed, with the blades here and there all over the room. She won't need to do that kind of hiding thing soon, huh? Or she can still do it, but she'll have other ways to surprise possible surprise attackers too.

But she doesn't want to reveal the blades thing to him. ...So instead of getting that gear from under her bed, she lets it stay hidden under there. Holding onto a piece of metal without holding it, huh? Sure, she can do that.

Ah, come to think of it... She does have more metal with her, doesn't she? Mikasa puts her hand into her pocket, pulls out a bottle of some weird liquid and hands that to Ed. Then she hands the weird metal plate to him too. ]

Hold those for a bit.

[She doesn't trust strange metallic liquids to not fuck this up if they're so near her... Even though she trusts her skills.

It's something for Ed to keep his mind busy, while Mikasa focuses on looking at her bed and reaches out a hand. Some things under there start making metallic sounds, light at first and somewhat less light before there's silence for a moment.

Mikasa stays calm, not letting him see how she's internally cursing on not focusing on just one, single blade at first. Well, she knows to focus better after that, still staring at the same point. It almost worked, it'd have worked if she had just one blade there or if she'd try to get them all out at once. But no, she wants to try with just one at first, quietly deciding which one of them she wants to reach out from there.

Then it sounds as if a blade is unsheathing itself -- and that's exactly what happens there, considering how the next thing is said blade pulling out from under her bed and floating into the air. ]

A few days into the Jaunt

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