[OPEN] Settling In

[gusumouthcannon]

WHO: Lan Jingyi and OTA :)
WHERE: Maurtia Falls #006 & Elsewhere
WHEN: The Month of February
WHAT: Jingyi's got people to meet and places to go.
WARNINGS: Will update as needed.



Moving In
(Open to Jingyi's new roommates. :))
Jingyi is not used to the architecture of this strange new world and he's thrown a little by the townhouse he is apparently living in for the foreseeable future. Still, he is meant to stay here, and so he finds his way inside to the bottom floor and then simply...stops. He underestimated how different this would be.

Taking everything in with wide eyes, he finds himself observed by someone...not in robes and a headband, so he can tell very little about them. Immediately, a smile springs to his face. "Hello! Do you live here as well?"

Chicken Dance
The chicken costume is very large and very warm, though the overcast days in Maurtia mean that this is not an entirely bad thing. Still, he encourages people to go to eat chicken by standing on a corner of two streets and flapping his arms at them. It is very much not dignified, and Jingyi takes a well-deserved break from flapping at people to sit outside the back of ChickenYEET! and take off his head. The breeze is very nice, and in chasing it, he has made it so that he is not very well hidden.

Unfortunately, the breeze also has a mind of its own. His chicken head is caught by a sudden gust and flies its way out of the alley. All that is left is for Jingyi to chase after it. "Hey, come back!"

[ooc: poke me and I'll whip up a custom starter. :)]

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[snowsparksjr]

( continued from here! )

"I wasn't crying!" Jin Ling fumes at him, making a grab for the coupon. He doesn't actually try to get it, he just wants to annoy Lan Jingyi a bit.

He'd already made plenty of people look at them repeatedly, so he didn't believe that explanation. The five dogs were only the start of it.

Getting up, he got his little battalion back into formation and set off. "What kind of food is it? Can this food be trusted?"

[gusumouthcannon]

"You looked like you were going to," Jingyi argued. "Hey!" He scrambled to his feet, backing away and out of Jin Ling's reach. "You have all those dogs you have to walk, I will keep this safe."

But now that the question had been asked, Jingyi looks down at the coupon. "Oh, I do not know. It says it is a cafe. If other people are eating it should be fine to eat. It should be close."

He compares the name on the coupon to the names on nearby cafes. "There, that one." That's a cafe alright, with a patio and chairs and fast-casual offerings of local cuisine.

[snowsparksjr]

Since there's outdoor seating, Jin Ling takes over one of the tables, tying the dog leashes to the patio rail and taking a seat. "Go in and get us food. Don't get me anything gross."

Most of the food in this world is a mystery to him, so he doesn't think Jingyi can mess it up too badly. It's not like Jingyi will be doing the cooking.

[gusumouthcannon]

"Send Fairy to get you food," Jingyi tells him, flippant. After he has said that about Fairy, he pats Fairy herself to show he does not mean it; she might be a spiritual dog, but she does not have nearly enough hands. He leaves after to inside and find someone who knows how the coupon works. It is lucky that this place has a patio. As it is, they are getting looks from the employees for the large quantity of dogs.

Jinyi has no idea what is going on with the food of this place so he asks after two complete meals that are the person behind the counter's favorite. They give him a token with a large number on it and send him away back outside.

Returning to the table, he sets the token on the tabletop and says, "Done. Now it is time to wait."

Chicken dance?

[lanofsizhui]

Lan Sizhui makes it his duty to know where members of his juniors work and live, so he can check up on them. The junior tend to live as a family unit back home, but at the moment, they live in different cities. Traveling through cities is instant via porters.

Sizhui arrives at Jing Yi's work place. "Is this the place...? Jing Yi, are you here?"

Only to see Jing Yi is chasing after what seems like a chicken head, a part of his costume rolling with the wind.

"Jing Yi, what's going on? Why are you...?" Seriously wearing that costume? "Ah, nevermind. Do you need help?"

[gusumouthcannon]

After making sure that Sizhui knew where he worked, he did not think more on it. So when Sizhui shows up while he is dressed like a large chicken, he first freezes in surprise and then laughs, because his head is rolling away down the street. "Sizhui! You are here! Help me! I do not want to rip these ugly feet by going too fast."

His chicken costume feet are really very ugly, and they are large, floppy, and made of fabric that might not be able to withstand Jingyi running as fast as he can run. He had been told he must not harm the suit, and so the head has stayed just out of reach.

Lucky him that Sizhui has shown up!

[lanofsizhui]

With a nod, "Jing Yi, please. Don't worry. Stay where you are. I'll get it for you."

Without hesitation, Sizhui sprinted down the street, chasing after the rolling chicken head. The scene may wager a few stares from the surrounding crowd as they're recognizable as imPorts. Some of the natives think that this is a cute rare moment, so cameras start rolling and pictures snapping as the leader of the juniors does this simple heroic deed for his best friend. Sizhui pays them no mind, having his photo taken or being recorded.

Chicken Dance

[ze_uwu_jun]

A hand with long, elegant fingers reaches and catches the costume head.

And then the brightly colored item is gathered closer to the man who caught it, contrasting sharply with the elegant robes fluttering in the same wind that stole the prop away.

"...Lang Jingyi?"

He may be out of it, but he's not out of it enough to not recognize his clansmen. Or juniors.

Or the best friend of his nephew.

!! \o/

[gusumouthcannon]

Jingyi is not in his robes and his headband looks very awkward when the rest of him is stuffed into a giant chicken suit. The feet flop awkwardly as he skids to a stop in front of his Sect Leader and his eyes widen. "Zewu-Jun?!" He had heard that Zewu-Jun was in this place, but he did not think he would be so lucky to meet him randomly on the street.

Or unluckily, because there are a great many feathers and the words ChickenYEET! emblazoned across his partial outfit. There is no way for him to do anything but straighten his spine and pretend he is not inside of a chicken.

"You are here!" He cannot hide either his horror or his delight. Really, things will be much better with Zewu-Jun here, but did he have to witness Jingyi as a chicken? He also has not seen him for months because of the seclusion, and he cannot help but stare eagerly at him. "Do you live in this place? What are you doing here?"

I am... alive...

[ze_uwu_jun]

"I have been assigned to this city, yes. Well come, Jingyi."

There is no mockery not even a frown, though Xichen does blink slightly at the attire.

Instead, he simply holds out the 'head' of the costume.

"You... is this the work they assigned you?" He can't tell if it's better or worse than his own, but... "Do you dislike it?"

He is his sect leader. He does, actually, have to ask.

Chicken Dance

[consulinchief]

[It isn't every day one sees a large chicken head come barreling towards them, carried on by the wind. Roland's first thought is one of shock, though it quickly fades as he rolls out of the way to avoid it, the fabric missing him by inches.

When he hears the shouts behind him, he reaches up as an afterthought and makes a lucky grab onto the back of the costume prop. Head in hands, he slowly gets up from his crouch and turns towards the alley.]

Goodness, you really do have to stay on your toes in Maurtia Falls.

[gusumouthcannon]

Oh!

[Jingyi skids out of the alleyway in a whirlwind of feathers and felt, hair damp and his headband limp from the heat in the ChickenYEET! suit. His worries that he might have to go chasing his head for a long way are relieved; he did not want to risk damaging the suit.]

Thank you!

[He holds out feathered hands for his head and offers a bright, grateful smile.]

I had only set it down for a second and did not expect it would escape.

[consulinchief]

[For a second, he sees what he thinks is a giant chicken rushing towards him, and he thinks something screwy must be going on again, but luckily, he realizes his error before summoning one of his swords.]

No problem. Crazy things happen sometimes.

[He offers the head back to the person in the chicken suit.]

It looks heavy.

chicken dance

[burlyboy]

[ Chicken, meet Bear.

This bear is in, for what its worth, a much more glamorous costume, the bear mask shoved further back on his head, shoulders covered with a massive furry cape, covering what looks to be trousers and boots worn over a dark red singlet. As the head rolls towards him, Magnus shoots one hand out to snag it, holding it aloft with a hoot of victory. ]

Careful! You'd lose your own head if you didn't have it screwed on!

[ It's not a very good joke. Magnus laughs anyway. ]

[gusumouthcannon]

[Jingyi flaps his way out of the alley, be-costumed and alarmed. His hair is matted to his scalp, his headband damp across his forehead, and the suit bounces with his every step. The moment he hits the sidewalk, though, he halts in a skid of felt, eyes wide at the...bear?

That there is a bear! And he is big. Oh.]

I.

[Jingyi blinks, then can't help but laugh in response. One feathery hand on his hip, he rubs the back of his neck. He does not recognize the joke, but the laughter is infectious and the situation is funny.]

I did! [Ahaha!] It wasn't and I did. Thank you for catching it! I am not too fast in my feet right now.

[burlyboy]

Doesn't look it!

[ Magnus gives Jingyi a companionable punch on the arm, which probably isn't great for someone whose balance has been rendered off-kilter by the suit in the first place, but Magnus has never been the forward thinking type. His grin is wide and toothy - with a few missing teeth and at least one chipped one, it must be said - and at least there's no malice in his amusement. ]

Let me guess. This is the gig that the government chose for you. Am I right, or am I right?

moving in!

[pullsheavendown]

Roxas has been out hunting down Heartless—just like old times—and is pretty hungry by the time he arrives home, coat still on but Keyblades dismissed for the moment. He isn't expecting company, but the appearance of a stranger draws him up short instead of continuing into the kitchen.

"Oh—hey. Yeah, I do." New housemate, then? "Did you just get ported in? I'm Roxas."

:D!

[gusumouthcannon]

"I did," he says immediately, "if what you mean is brought here. They told me I was to live in this place with you." He is running on the bright edge of overwhelmed, but his ingrained manners take over in the next moment. Roxas has given his name, and without thinking, Jingyi cups his hands in front of himself and gives a greeting bow. It might be too formal, but he is not going to back off when he will be living with this person and honestly he is too jumbled at the moment to do consider much else.

"Lan Jingyi of the GusuLan Sect," he introduces himself, then straightens. His expression remains bewildered. "You do not mind that they brought me here? Is this a kind of thing that happens often?"

[pullsheavendown]

After a (hopefully) only slightly awkward pause, Roxas sort of bobs his head in return. It's not really a bow, but maybe it's close enough? Anyway.

"Pretty often, yeah." He nods. The guy looks a little lost still, but who isn't, the first day? "Most of us share space, at least for a while. I don't mind, so I never looked for my own place. Hey, are you hungry?"

Up in the Sky! It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a...sword? | Closed to Poe

[gusumouthcannon]

Concentration is everything, at least while Jingyi is performing tests. The listing of his abilities in a folder that was then handed to him was alarming and very curious, and now it is time to try them one by one to discover if there are differences between himself before and himself now that he can feel. His masters would be very proud that he is keeping such good track of his effectiveness.

Also it is fun.

He takes his sword out for a flight over Maurtia Falls and sticks close to the roofs of low buildings just in case. His robes flutter in the breeze of his passing and he avoids anyone who points up at him and starts to take pictures. The weather is not unpleasant but it is a little gusty, and he is distracted by a colorful something that flashes by too-close (?). The combination means his sword dips and he lands in an ungraceful hurry on the nearest convenient flat space big enough for his feet.

"Sorry! Excuse me!"

[flightforfreedom]

Poe's run this route so many times that he could fly it with his eyes closed. Which is probably why he's barely paying attention, half yawning as he goes. He doesn't even see the boy in white until he's nearly on top of him, and he swears colourfully as he swerves out of the way sharply. He slides right onto the roof of the building below him, bumping for several feet before he comes to a stop.

Woops.

He cleared his throat and looked back behind him.

"Uh, no, my bad, I wasn't -- You alright?" He pushes himself up until he's standing, brushing himself off as he glances over at the boy. Well. Definitely an imPort, he can tell that much just by looking at him.

[gusumouthcannon]

The roof below his feet is gravel and he skids some before he re-balances himself, and his astonishment is very clear once he understands that he almost ran into a person. "I am, yes, I am alright," he says, a little scattered. He and his sword went in two different directions upon impact with the roof and his first impulse is to look for it.

"I did not think anyone else would be in the air with me."

Ah, his sword. It had skittered into the shadow of a metal tube with a metal hat. He calls his sword to his hand from where he stands and sheathes it before he turns once more to the stranger. "Are you sure that you are not harmed either?" He asks as the foremost concern, then adds immediately, "How are you here?"

moving in

[starsandmoon]

There was an empty spot in the house she was living in, so Dani figured it was going to fill up pretty quickly. She just didn't expect it to the moment she came back to the place. With a bag of food held in one hand (the bakery nearby was actually really good, okay) she closed the door behind her and turned to face the newcomer once she stepped into the kitchen.

"What? Oh--Heya." She offered a smile and set the bag on the counter. "I do. I take it you're the newest roommate? Or are you just visiting a friend?"

o/!

[gusumouthcannon]

The new person's entry is not startling not because they do not take him by surprise, but because Jingyi has been bombarded by too much newness and he cannot spare any emotions to be startled. He turns and blinks at this food-carrying person for a long time before his thoughts return and he shakes himself.

His sword is sheathed and held in one hand, and he pulls it close to his chest in comfort. "I am to live here," he tells her. "So I think I am your newest roommate. Do you often have visitors for your other roomates?" He asks without thinking, then blinks at her a little more. "Ah, you are a girl. I did not think I would be put in the same house with a girl."

o/

[starsandmoon]

"My other roommates? Yeah, they sometimes bring other people over to visit for a bit, but they never stay for very long. I haven't done that yet, but--" She shrugs a little and then offers him a friendly smile, in an attempt to make him feel more comfortable. Just judging by his reaction alone, she's almost certain she can make a safe bet that he's not only a new roommate, but a new ImPort as well. His last sentence does make her blink a little, though.

"I'm pretty sure the government here just puts people in houses at random without thinking much beyond that," she rummages through the bag she brought back, and idly pulls out a bag of oranges, "but if it makes you feel better... I promise I'm not going to be a bother at all."

She can try not to be, anyway.