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♥ 1. Where did you come from? You may not know anyone else on the boat, but you've all got one thing in common; you're headed to Republic City. ♥ 2. It's your first day in Republic City. You might wanna get a job lined up or you'll be living on the streets. ♥ 3. You're the new person in the city. You gotta make some friends, right? Go find someone and strike up a conversation. | |
♦ 4. Feeling a little crafty? Maybe you could make a quick yuan. Sell information for money or do a little threatening. ♦ 5. Vines. Vines everywhere! They're like the heads of a hydra. What are you going to do about the vines that just invaded your apartment? ♦ 6. Triads, Equalists... thugs in general. Welcome to the aftermath of losing a fight. Are you gonna go find a healer or are you gonna tough it out? | |
♣ 7. You've got a job. What is it? How are you going to get customers? You better get some soon. More customers equals more money. ♣ 8. You're a bender, right? Then you better practice it. What's that? Oh, a non-bender? You can still find a partner to spar with, right? ♣ 9. It's late. Have a drink at the pub! Get to know one another. Let it all flow freely! | |
♠ 10. Yeah! You've got a driver's license! Everyone else better watch out... ♠ 11. Entertainment's just rolled on into the city! Watch the ostrich-horses race or the acrobats perform. Or maybe you're one of them! ♠ 12. It's a long line at whatever vendor you're at. Make small talk with nearby civilians or try and haggle the vendor down to a better price. | |
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No, it's really-- AAH?!
[Speaking of embarrassing and lacking in composure, now that she's gotten a look at Kieren's eyes and strangely pallid complexion, Umi's just lost every ounce of hers. Sorry, dude. She'll feel really awful about this later, but for now, she's kind of freaked out.]
Are-- are you...?! [Okay? Sick? A ghost?
A zombie?The world will never know.]no subject
[He's flinching back, too, thinking that he's seeing the same kind of fear and disgust the people in his town regard him with, and his tone is a strange mix of reassuring, to put her at ease, to make her see he's nothing to fear, this is just how he looks; and disappointed coldness because he can try, has tried, but it's not going to work this time, either, is it?]
I'm a living human, just like you. [He can't help the flat stare that accompanies the words.] This is just how I look.
[How he looks, now, and it's no use pretending anything different. That's just lying to himself. And no, he's definitely not starting to explain his life story and the illness and subsequent "syndrome" he was diagnosed with to a stranger he's just met.]