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i see the hazy sense unfold [ OPEN ]
Who: Sora and new acquaintances!
When: Throughout
Where: Around the city, the Coven library.
What: Deliveries for Precogstichin', searching for mysterious animals in the city, and studying.
Warnings: Probably nothing, but will edit if anything comes up.
delivery for—
[ Fortunately, growing up and constantly traveling around a semi-claustrophobia-inducing city means Sora has a decent sense of direction and a good memory for buildings. But to use that memory, he has to learn first.
So he might be knocking on a few wrong doors. ]
Hi. Corset delivery.
in the library—
[ Having a practice only once a week isn't too often, but it does mean Sora has an actual schedule to follow that isn't intermittent shifts at a convenience store. He's trying to study as much as he can outside of class to make sure that he, and by extension Tora, are safe and prepared for whatever other weird stuff this world is going to throw at them.
And that means reading.
After some searching for words he can actually comprehend, Sora finds some books he thinks he can handle and carries them to a table. After only a few practices, he's struggling and visibly so. Magic isn't something he'd ever believed in.
Later, when he goes to return them to their places in the shelf, he's still looking down at the words when he rounds a corner and nearly walks into someone. ]
Oh. Sorry. [ He's just holding a stack almost up to his nose. ]
in the courtyard—
[ Sora's trouble with magic is manifesting in a more noticeable way, later in the Coven courtyard. He wants to protect himself with a barrier in theory. But what actually happens is the small amount of the magic in the barrier being redirected and shoving Sora back.
He falls on his butt with a quiet yelp. Embarrassing, but definitely not the most embarrassing thing that's happened to him. He starts getting up and dusting himself off. ]
When: Throughout
Where: Around the city, the Coven library.
What: Deliveries for Precogstichin', searching for mysterious animals in the city, and studying.
Warnings: Probably nothing, but will edit if anything comes up.
delivery for—
[ Fortunately, growing up and constantly traveling around a semi-claustrophobia-inducing city means Sora has a decent sense of direction and a good memory for buildings. But to use that memory, he has to learn first.
So he might be knocking on a few wrong doors. ]
Hi. Corset delivery.
in the library—
[ Having a practice only once a week isn't too often, but it does mean Sora has an actual schedule to follow that isn't intermittent shifts at a convenience store. He's trying to study as much as he can outside of class to make sure that he, and by extension Tora, are safe and prepared for whatever other weird stuff this world is going to throw at them.
And that means reading.
After some searching for words he can actually comprehend, Sora finds some books he thinks he can handle and carries them to a table. After only a few practices, he's struggling and visibly so. Magic isn't something he'd ever believed in.
Later, when he goes to return them to their places in the shelf, he's still looking down at the words when he rounds a corner and nearly walks into someone. ]
Oh. Sorry. [ He's just holding a stack almost up to his nose. ]
in the courtyard—
[ Sora's trouble with magic is manifesting in a more noticeable way, later in the Coven courtyard. He wants to protect himself with a barrier in theory. But what actually happens is the small amount of the magic in the barrier being redirected and shoving Sora back.
He falls on his butt with a quiet yelp. Embarrassing, but definitely not the most embarrassing thing that's happened to him. He starts getting up and dusting himself off. ]
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He also leans slightly away from the stranger the closer he comes. ]
Okay, I'll remember that. [ He turns his distrustful look towards his non-customer. ] You really didn't order this?
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Do I detect a hint of disappointment? Sorry, but it's really not my thing.
[He takes a step back from the door.] You want to come in for a drink or something? As long as you're not in any hurry to deliver that. Which, believe me, you're not.
[He doesn't have any intentions by asking. Just that this guy probably doesn't have a lot of time to stop and hydrate between deliveries and he would enjoy the company. The empty apartment is starting to get to him.]
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[ He should move on and bring the package to its rightful recipient. But... really, guaranteed delivery time isn't a practice here, and it's nice to talk to somebody who's less likely to own any goats. ]
Okay. If you don't mind.
[ Moving the box under one arm, Sora accepts the invitation to enter, glancing down as he does to see if he should take his shoes off, or if there's any evidence that he shouldn't go inside at all. ]
Did you get here recently?
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Decorating may come eventually, once he's settled in more. But for now the thought of making this apartment home bears close resemblance to accepting the fact that he might never leave. He's not ready to call this strange place home just yet.]
It's that easy to tell? [His tone is humorous, knowing full well that the lackluster set up of his apartment screams new arrival.]
Yeah, it's only been a couple of days. How about you? Been here long?
[He wanders over to his kitchen unit and opens the fridge.]
What can I get for you? There's water, milk, and beer. [The essentials.]
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Uh... not long. Couple of days. [ It seems like a large group of people arrived around the same time. ] Water's fine. Thank you.
[ While the man's still at that distance, Sora starts the careful process of small talk. ]
So what's your name? Not... 'Madame Calpurnia'.
[ That's who the package is addressed to. ]