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the real tuberculosis joe ([personal profile] illomened) wrote in [personal profile] guestservices 2022-07-11 03:07 am (UTC)

TAILS

[Aikawa comes to. He's lying on ground that feels like compressed dirt and leaves, dressed in clothing that might be a little strange to him. Dawn appears to be on its way, though the air is heavy with the feeling of an oncoming rain. Barring the light of a halved moon overhead, it's a thin darkness that feels like it could be broken at any moment.

There's a knapsack next to where he'd been lying, which looks to be a little clearing tucked away in a thicket of bushes and bramble. In almost all directions, a dark forest sprawls outward, seemingly endless. It's silent and still, save for the chirp of insects and the occasional croak of a frog.

The only thing visible in the area he's sitting is a large, wooden building set with its back toward another slope of trees, which appear to lead in the direction of a mountain that looms just barely visible in the distance. It doesn't seem like anyone is around. From where he is, he likely won't be able to pick out many details.

What first, lad?]

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