Waking the Dead 2.0 || July 5-11, 2063 || The Wait

[kawaakari]

[Beautiful as Seigi is and generous as your hosts have been, it is hard to forget why you're here again.

Zangyaku is carrying on as per usual, as if your presence doesn't mean anything. It isn't a dismissal, though: it's an acknowledgment of the work that you must do, and that they are, by merit of your presence, helping you do it.]


General OOC Notes:
+ This is a catch-all post for any interactions that take place during the in-game period I indicated. Make sure to label your subject lines accordingly!
+ You're all staying at close to the Wolf's Ward, which is the wing devoted to the Blade King and the Wolfborn.
+ You're free to move around until about 7 PM. You have free run of the base.
+ You can, regardless of whether you have a license with Zangyaku or not, join in on minor routine engagements like patrol, or helping out at any of the divisions.
+ There is a free teleport back to Falner. You can go any time, as long as you're back before call time for the vigil with Ginko Takasugi-Vice from 8 PM until 4 AM.

General behavior of significant NPCs in the area:
+ Kasumi is your host, and effectively the officer in command for this leg of the operation.
+ Hikaru is generally NOT around during the day. He only turns up around dinner time to eat with everyone, take a temperature check on his end, and then immerse himself in his own work.
+ NPCs that have been fielded out to watch over David Young and Minato Arisato are available on call.
+ Other NPCs may be available on request. Just ping me?

Comments

[larue]

[ He's rocking back on his heels, lingering for what feels like the longest minute of his life before he starts to back off.

You're busy. This is Seigi, not Falner. Your base, not Netsach, where everything feels less... clean-cut.

( Didn't Stan tell him as much? That Zangyaku wouldn't quite feel like "home"? )

Josh isn't quite sure why he feels like he's just taken a hit to the gut. Like he's overstepped somewhere, because the way you're acting is a total one-eighty after that moment at the smocket, after class, and then in the car where everything had felt easy, as if it was just pieces sliding neatly into place.

Backing up now. Quietly.

It's early yet and he hasn't eaten.

He probably should. ]