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Lan Jingyi | 蓝景仪 ([personal profile] gusumouthcannon) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2020-02-09 07:50 pm

[OPEN] Settling In

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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[personal profile] flightforfreedom 2020-02-20 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
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.