🌿 ARRIVAL | The Apartments [So much to take in. So much. His head feels like it's spinning, which has nothing to do with his physical state, for once. It makes no sense. None of this should be possible, as far as he knows. And, to make matters worse... It appears he's alone here. None of the others are anywhere nearby.]
[How troubling.]
[Hakkai doesn't say much throughout the introduction, explanations, or really anything. He nods politely until people disperse. For a few moments, he's left standing where he is, processing, before heading toward the apartments he's directed to. Hopefully not too noticeable, despite moving with a limp.]
[Frankly, he doesn't say anything until he gets to his assigned room, and opens the door - Where he's promptly met with a sharp series of squeaks, and something white all but hits him in the face.]
- Jeep?!
[Hakkai that's a tiny dragon, not a car, what the heck.]
🌿 UNDERGROUND MALL ... This is new.
[And, again, overwhelming. Nothing about this place is familiar. This is a guy whose world is a mishmash of rural villages, old timey people, and magic credit cards. Vending machines aren't really a thing. Neither is all the neon lights. He'd just come out to find something to use as a walking stick, or a crutch, and ended up here.]
[Oh, but he's blocking a path, gawking. Hakkai takes a careful, hobbling step to one side, out of the way. Better to figure out a path if he's not in everyone's way. While he's standing there, something long and white pokes out from under the collar of his jacket, peering around with tiny red eyes.]
Stay close, please. [He says, absently, reaching up to pet the little dragon's head.] I'd hate to lose you in these crowds...
🌿 LOWER LEVELS [A new day, a new exploration. This time, a place he has a definite bad feeling about. Maybe it's no surprise he's drawn down here. It's the sort of crowd he can imagine at least one of his absent friends would be - familiar, that way.]
[Though the vending machines make him stop short.]
How very disgusting. [Why are you smiling when you say that, Hakkai. You're looking at a vending machine of hand-shaped cakes. Complete with bloodied stumps of wrists. It's not a real smile. Not if you look close. It's plastered on, more like a grimace than anything else.]
I would hope those aren't as real as they appear.
(ooc; wildcards are fine too! If you want to run into him at the arrival meeting thing or somewhere else, feel free!)
Cho Hakkai | Saiyuki | Spring {new}
[So much to take in. So much. His head feels like it's spinning, which has nothing to do with his physical state, for once. It makes no sense. None of this should be possible, as far as he knows. And, to make matters worse... It appears he's alone here. None of the others are anywhere nearby.]
[How troubling.]
[Hakkai doesn't say much throughout the introduction, explanations, or really anything. He nods politely until people disperse. For a few moments, he's left standing where he is, processing, before heading toward the apartments he's directed to. Hopefully not too noticeable, despite moving with a limp.]
[Frankly, he doesn't say anything until he gets to his assigned room, and opens the door - Where he's promptly met with a sharp series of squeaks, and something white all but hits him in the face.]
- Jeep?!
[Hakkai that's a tiny dragon, not a car, what the heck.]
🌿 UNDERGROUND MALL
... This is new.
[And, again, overwhelming. Nothing about this place is familiar. This is a guy whose world is a mishmash of rural villages, old timey people, and magic credit cards. Vending machines aren't really a thing. Neither is all the neon lights. He'd just come out to find something to use as a walking stick, or a crutch, and ended up here.]
[Oh, but he's blocking a path, gawking. Hakkai takes a careful, hobbling step to one side, out of the way. Better to figure out a path if he's not in everyone's way. While he's standing there, something long and white pokes out from under the collar of his jacket, peering around with tiny red eyes.]
Stay close, please. [He says, absently, reaching up to pet the little dragon's head.] I'd hate to lose you in these crowds...
🌿 LOWER LEVELS
[A new day, a new exploration. This time, a place he has a definite bad feeling about. Maybe it's no surprise he's drawn down here. It's the sort of crowd he can imagine at least one of his absent friends would be - familiar, that way.]
[Though the vending machines make him stop short.]
How very disgusting. [Why are you smiling when you say that, Hakkai. You're looking at a vending machine of hand-shaped cakes. Complete with bloodied stumps of wrists. It's not a real smile. Not if you look close. It's plastered on, more like a grimace than anything else.]
I would hope those aren't as real as they appear.
(ooc; wildcards are fine too! If you want to run into him at the arrival meeting thing or somewhere else, feel free!)