Naoto's Heart

[dramatispersonae]

You find yourself falling through a black abyss, the air cold around you, although not bitingly so. Just as your eyes begin to adjust to the darkness on every side, you're dropped through a chute and tossed out into a brightly-lit area...


((#hardwired))

Comments

Re: Clutter

[boxupallthebutterflies]

Everything, it seems.

Re: The Hub

[dramatispersonae]

The street leads you to a park, with several tall trees and a small pink pavilion nearby. It’s bright and sunny here, though not overbearingly so. There are a couple of people at the picnic table, one sitting down and one leaning over their shoulder. Both of them appear to be young men; one has short, light grey hair in a bowlcut, dressed in a school uniform. The other is dressed similarly, except he might seem a tad more familiar. They’re both looking through what look to be a set of cards.

The one standing looks up. “Sup, man?”

The one sitting glances up as well. “Hi. You want one?”

Re: Clutter

[telltaleheart]

Haha. Well, I wouldn't really expect anything less.

Re: Tools

[dramatispersonae]

As you open the door, it becomes quickly apparent what the scratching sound is—it’s a kitty!! Well, a rather large one, about the size of a small panther, with a sleek dark coat (though it isn’t black?). It looks up at you with bright, metallic eyes that swivel in their sockets.

“Oh, it’s you.”

The voice is definitely Naoto’s.

Re: Management

[ageplay]

. . . do you really think this is going to work?

Re: Tools

[uneulogized]

... Well, hello. I think I need something from you.

Re: Clutter

[boxupallthebutterflies]

I suppose we should be equally ambitious, while we're here...

Re: The Hub

[telltaleheart]

I dunno. Kitsunebi headed that way [gestures at Tools] and that way looks like it might be trouble... [Management] Any preferences?

Re: Clutter

[dramatispersonae]

"I-I see. It's not exactly fit for guests, but... well, there's a lounge at least."

Re: Management

[dramatispersonae]

"It has to."

Re: Clutter

[lifeistooshort]

Hey, if you're busy, I won't stay long. Can I ask you a few questions first?

Re: Clutter

[telltaleheart]

I guess... do you want to see what else we can check out? She seems to be alright here now.

Re: Tools

[dramatispersonae]

She takes a cautious step backwards. "What is it?"

Re: Management

[ageplay]

Human's aren't meant to be machines.

Re: Tools

[unionoftheheart]

[trotting after!]

Re: The Hub

[browbeater]

[I recognize you-- Bolin replaced you]

Uh... Hi?

[THIS IS WEIRD AFTER ALL THE ROBOT STUFF]

Re: Tools

[dramatispersonae]

on your way

Re: Tools

[uneulogized]

Your eyes.

Re: The Hub

[boxupallthebutterflies]

[glancing at both of those doors...]

It depends on the trouble. I'm still not offensively equipped, buuut...

We ought to be looking for the eyes, hmm? Those could be "tools". But they could also be "references"...

Re: Tools

[dramatispersonae]

"What for?"

She bats at them.

Re: Clutter

[boxupallthebutterflies]

First and foremost, we ought to replace the leg on the figure outside.

Re: Tools

[uneulogized]

To fix something outside.

Re: The Hub

[dramatispersonae]

"Are you looking for something?"

Re: Tools

[goneastray]

[Scrambling backwards faster than you wouldn't believe!!!]

Re: Tools

[unionoftheheart]

[siiiidling in]

He's trying to help Sleuth. Right?