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avalononline2021-04-08 01:35 pm
mayoninofukucho) wrote in avalononline2021-04-08 01:35 pm
Video | UN: hijikata | Irregular Quest: Keep a Man out of the Sun for a Day
[It's after dinnertime on another rainy evening when a new video pops up on AOL. Hijikata has never posted anything on the network before (beyond responses to other people), so he's not exactly a familiar face... but those who do know him may be surprised by the changes to his outfit and the large black wings on his back. He looks a lot more composed than usual and gives the camera a slow blink before starting to speak.]
My name is Arashi. I am the familiar of Hijikata-san, whose body I am inhabiting by means of familiar fusion to bring you this message. I am afraid that I find myself in need of some assistance.
[He seems to be in a hotel room, and attentive listeners may be able to catch the occasional high-pitched little noise in the background, as if there were guinea pigs or other small pets running around. Arashi keeps a straight face.]
It has come to my attention that Hijikata-san has been struggling to reverse the impact of the wishes that were made about two months ago. I cannot maintain the familiar fusion state for very long, so I seek the support of anyone willing and able to keep him away from the sunlight for a day.
[What the reclusive crow tengu isn't telling the viewers: due to the heavy rains he decided to check on his bond partner, only to find his hotel room full of mayonnaise mascots. When the flooding began Hijikata had fetched them in a panic from the smallholding farm the owners of which had been letting him keep them in an enclosure, and their presence immediately made it clear to Arashi that he never fixed his messed-up magic. Hijikata had just finished preparing a familiar fusion essence in his room for later use in an emergency, and ultimately it was used much sooner as a result of the ensuing fight.]
Please come to Room 306 at the main inn if you are interested. I cannot offer gold, but I am able to train users of wind magic and help awaken it for novice users of elemental magic, or otherwise I can offer some rare items.
Just as a warning, there are some... creatures here.
[The mayonnaise mascots are harmless, but kind of creepy looking in his opinion. They are unnatural, wholly unnatural. The sooner they disappear the better.]
(OOC: This is open for anyone, no dibs (after all we've got time loops happening around here!). Villains and pranksters are also welcome (after all Arashi is such an absent familiar that he wouldn't be able to tell who Hijikata's friends are, or if he has any at all). If you'd like to plot anything specific out I have my CR meme post here!)
My name is Arashi. I am the familiar of Hijikata-san, whose body I am inhabiting by means of familiar fusion to bring you this message. I am afraid that I find myself in need of some assistance.
[He seems to be in a hotel room, and attentive listeners may be able to catch the occasional high-pitched little noise in the background, as if there were guinea pigs or other small pets running around. Arashi keeps a straight face.]
It has come to my attention that Hijikata-san has been struggling to reverse the impact of the wishes that were made about two months ago. I cannot maintain the familiar fusion state for very long, so I seek the support of anyone willing and able to keep him away from the sunlight for a day.
[What the reclusive crow tengu isn't telling the viewers: due to the heavy rains he decided to check on his bond partner, only to find his hotel room full of mayonnaise mascots. When the flooding began Hijikata had fetched them in a panic from the smallholding farm the owners of which had been letting him keep them in an enclosure, and their presence immediately made it clear to Arashi that he never fixed his messed-up magic. Hijikata had just finished preparing a familiar fusion essence in his room for later use in an emergency, and ultimately it was used much sooner as a result of the ensuing fight.]
Please come to Room 306 at the main inn if you are interested. I cannot offer gold, but I am able to train users of wind magic and help awaken it for novice users of elemental magic, or otherwise I can offer some rare items.
Just as a warning, there are some... creatures here.
[The mayonnaise mascots are harmless, but kind of creepy looking in his opinion. They are unnatural, wholly unnatural. The sooner they disappear the better.]
(OOC: This is open for anyone, no dibs (after all we've got time loops happening around here!). Villains and pranksters are also welcome (after all Arashi is such an absent familiar that he wouldn't be able to tell who Hijikata's friends are, or if he has any at all). If you'd like to plot anything specific out I have my CR meme post here!)
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Sagi sighs. Thank goodness this particular failure happened when the stakes were low, unlike bringing the wrong elements to a monster fight.] The wrong magic type. Sorry.
[But he manages a self-deprecating smile at the same time, already casting around for a more positive spin on it. It's a learned habit.]
At least the "contact" part of it worked. Thanks for letting us try. We'll just have to work on our control.
[Even though he already basically admitted he has nothing else to practise on that doesn't feel invasive. For now, he just sets his phone aside. Time to pick another towel up off the floor and pretend that didn't happen.]
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I still think it's a good, versatile magic you've got there. If you can practice and eventually better control what you just did on accident it can make a useful long-distance attack! Imagine getting information about someone being about to commit a crime or do something stupid - you can just ask the phone to call that person, and once they pick up you can blind them, or maybe make the phone blast a noise loud enough to take them out of commission for a moment.
Or let's assume someone goes missing - you can ask your phone to give you the person's location on the map so you can lead or direct a rescue mission there. If the other person has their phone on them yours should be able to track it down.
[There's got to be more than just phones for Sagi to work with, though...]
And if you don't like to cook maybe you can simply tell your stove to turn itself off when the food is done, and things like that. A stove is enough of a machine, right? Hell, maybe you can even tell a pachinko machine to give you a big win. You didn't hear that one from me, though.
[Honestly, chances are Camelot City has no pachinko parlours, so at least Sagi won't find become a gambler... or at least not for that game.]
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[Wait, that came out more dismissive than he meant it. Those all sound like decent ideas to try eventually, with the exception of that incomprehensible last one, and it's not like Hijikata should care about his slightly fraught history with machines.]
No, you've got a point. There must be ways to practise it that don't involve stealing or hijacking anything... We can't go home if we never figure it out. I just don't think your... pets?... want me to try again right now.
[They sure look stunned to him! Would that all monsters were this easy to stagger.]
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[He crouches down to soothingly rub the ugly things' naked backs and otherwise comfort them, and that's when there's a knock on the door.]
That's got to be our food. Can you get it?
[Sure enough it is the delivery person who hands over several big bags to Sagi. Immediately the smell of fast food wafts through the room, and Hijikata's empty stomach grumbles. With the Mayorins sufficiently calmed down he gets up, grabs a couple of mayonnaise bottles, and clears the small table by the armchair.]
Just take everything out! I don't really care who gets what. Here, you can use my mayonnaise too if they only gave us ketchup satchets.
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Was this really cheapest? There's so much of it...
[He has to stack three burger boxes on top of each other to make room on the table for them. They look decidedly precarious, like one stray mascot's prodding could topple them.]
Wait, did you order for all of them, too?