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June Introduction Log

Characters: Volunteers, Newcomers and OPEN for mingling!
Location: All Around Death City
Rating: Varies
Time: September 21
Description: Welcome to Death City!

It's even chillier now, but not that cold yet, so don't worry about that!

What you might want to worry about is a strange atmosphere hanging about the city. The feeling making everyone nervous has more or less dissipated, but the more observant of you lot might notice the way some of the citizens look uneasy...

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Kurapika's recollection of his previous stay was still a bit fuzzy. There were things he remembered, people he had to struggle to remember, events he thought he remembered but were surely not possible. He needed time to sort everything out by himself, but the letters he'd penned to be sent to certain people after he'd left were at least recent--relatively speaking--and his memory of them clearer because of it.

"I remember," he muttered with some embarrassment. He didn't think that he'd actually become one of those leaving will-like notes behind. (A stray thought: Kuroro never did, and then he had to wrestle that thought away for later consideration, before he started getting annoyed again.)

"You seem to be doing well enough, though," he added as lightly as he could, and didn't say anything about not wanting to be here, and thereby put a damper on her obviously good cheer.

"I'm doing what I can to help." And she always did her best to try helping. So, she had to be strong, she had to change, she... oh right. "BREW suddenly made me into a Meister after you left so... I've had to try becoming stronger. I've been training, and keeping the clinic going, and I even found a partner."

Rosalia wanted to do everything right and try growing up. It seemed like everything was right, or was she doing something wrong?

A frown creased his forehead, small enough that he looked like he was only concentrating or thinking hard, but he was dismayed, and getting annoyed once again at the illogical way this world worked. He couldn't fault Rosalia for wanting to get stronger, and yet he also couldn't help feeling that there was something wrong with her being turned into a meister and thereby increasing her risk of being injured in battle. Weapons who couldn't fight could at least find more experienced meisters to partner with.

But there was really nothing he could do about it. The least he could do at the moment was encourage her, so Kurapika smiled weakly to show his approval of her resolve. "And now you're even helping out here. I guess I should ask you to check...?"

He couldn't bring himself to complete his sentence. He knew exactly what he was, after all, could still feel the power of the kishin egg souls he'd consumed thrumming along with his own soul. There was simply no harm in asking Rosalia to confirm that nothing had changed.

"Thanks, Kurapika." She was glad to see him smile even if it was small. Looking back at the machine, she nodded. "We should. Do you think BREW decided to change you since you've been gone?"

The machine was all ready; it just waited to Rosalia to hit the button, but Kurapika had to be in place. Walking over to it with a small bounce, she double checked. Oh good, it didn't go into any sleep mode.

"I don't think so," the blond muttered with a shake of his head. "It would be terribly counterproductive if it did." Not to mention a huge waste of all the training he had put in before. Meisters and weapons differed vastly in terms of fighting styles and mindsets, after all, and he just couldn't accept that anything, even something that seemed to operate as randomly as BREW did would do that to him.

But it had done so countless times before, to other people. There were precedents, and it made him understandably nervous. Kurapika hesitated, wondering why he didn't just try to transform and see, before he moved to stand before the machine.

He still had time to transform, but once he was in place, she ran the machine. It whirred faintly and buzzed, monitor turning black as the scan proceeded. A few seconds and it dinged. Rosalia grinned. Kurapika's soul looked so angry, but it was cute.

Was was there a chain around it?

"Looks like you're still a Weapon."

Rosalia's pronouncement was, of course, expected, but there had still been that tiny seed of doubt and worry that now dried up and disappeared. Kurapika didn't think he'd be able to go through forcing himself to learn a new fighting style a second time with the knowledge that he could get discarded and his efforts wasted at any moment. He'd probably go utterly mad.

And then hot on the heels of his relief came dismay and chagrin: being a weapon wasn't an entirely good thing. He was going to have to rely on a meister to fight once again. It was because of this reliance that he'd had to get along with Kuroro in the first place.

He couldn't completely hide the confused turn his thoughts had taken as he gave a faint, if genuine smile. "Thank you," Kurapika said, at least grateful to Rosalia for getting rid of that one uncertainty for him. "Is there anything else I need to do?"

He could see the x-ray image of his soul--his first time seeing what it looked like, for that matter, and wasn't surprised to see it looking as angry as his roiling emotions always seemed to feel like. The chain made it look... tied down. Shackled.

There was a piece of irony in there somewhere that he was too tired to figure out just then.

Letting him have a good look at his soul, she was thinking of what else he needed to do. Nothing was coming to mind of course since he probably knew better what he should do. "Well, just get your room for now is all you really need to do. Besides that, morning training is still at the same time in the same place. And if you want, you can come back and work at the clinic."

As she spoke, she turned to look at him. Noticing how he stared intently at his soul, she tilted her head. "Is something wrong?"

"Nothing," Kurapika murmured as he tore his eyes away from the image of his soul and turned back to Rosalia. There was something almost... comedic about the way their souls in this place reflected parts of their personalities and past experiences. He shook his head before that thought could go any further, though--the way his mind was meandering at the moment, he could just as easily lose an afternoon wondering about it.

"Just thinking," he added. "You mentioned the clinic? Is it still understaffed?"

"Okay." As long as he was feeling alright.

At the mention of understaffing, she fiddled with her hands and nodded. "Yeah. I mean, there's me and Ammy and Mr. Lezard... and Sakura and Aqua sometimes, but that's it."

Going back to work with the clinic was the fastest way for him to get reacquainted with the routine of living in Death City. But he was still feeling jittery and liable to start at the smallest things, and an agitated temper was the last thing he wanted to bring to a place of healing.

"Give me a few days to get settled. I'll give you a call once I'm ready to get back to work."

He didn't feel like he'd ever be ready, but Kurapika was beginning to realize that he had no choice. Watson and China and Leorio were more names he needed to think about and remember--Watson especially if he didn't want to make a mistake while treating someone.

"Of course! I wouldn't want to rushing back to work. Take your time."

It was nice that Kurapika was back, but he would have to get used to Death City again. And maybe see if he knew anyone else here and get reacquainted with them if he wanted to. No matter what, he needed time after being away so long and doing things in his world.

Getting a week or two off would have been nice, but Kurapika knew that he didn't have that much time to wallow in the despair of finding himself back in this place--there was an unsettling feeling about the city he'd noticed while walking about on the tour, which most likely meant that something big was going to happen soon. He nodded, and moved towards the registration desk, but stopped before taking more than a few steps.

"For what it's worth," he began slowly, looking back over his shoulder at Rosalia, "I'm sorry for leaving so suddenly. And I don't look like it right now, but I'm happy to see you again, Rosalia."

Rosalia was about to turn and begin prepping the machine again for anyone else who came through, but jumped when Kurapika started speaking to her again. She needed to work on that.

"It's okay. We can't stop BREW from doing what it does..." she replied. She really tried to do everything his last note asked. "And... I'm happy to see you again too. I hope you begin feeling better soon, Kurapika."

It's been a long while since he'd last spoken to someone with such a genuinely, innocently optimistic outlook, and Kurapika felt like an ass about privately thinking that Rosalia was wrong. He had to have had some part in BREW deciding to send him back, because he wouldn't be feeling this uneasy and guilty otherwise, as if he'd committed some grave error without realizing it. He doubted that talking about it would help, however, and so in the end merely nodded his thanks for her well-wishes and left her to her work.

[ooc: The training log looks so lonely and I kind of want to tag into the medic thread but I'm not sure if anyone will even reply also embarrassed about flooding yet another game-wide thread with my threads.]

Edited 2014-07-14 15:45 (UTC)

[OOC: Does he want to meet one of his co-workers? I haven't tagged it... and Ammy should check in at the medic section once in a while.]

[ooc: It's a good chance to reintroduce him to the clinic, at least. I can tag with anyone! '3'

edit why does Dreamwidth keep choosing my scary default icon even if I've selected something else]

Edited 2014-07-14 16:02 (UTC)

[OOC: Awesome! He'll get a big ol' wolf to the face. Also, I have no idea about Dreamwidth!]

[ooc: Ammy would be perfect. <3 I'll tag tomorrow, it's way past my bedtime right now.

edit /now self-conscious about parroting phrases and sounding braindead]

Edited 2014-07-14 16:29 (UTC)

[OOC: Alrightie! Good night!]

[Haha, it's all good. Sleep well.]

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