[OPEN] Everyone is king...

[denyamenti]

Characters: Yato, Bakura + YOU
Date: Month of May
Location: All over Aifaran
Situation: Various open prompts. Closed starters in the comments.
Warnings/Rating: TBD


A. YATO ► Dreaming Bridge

Around the Dreaming Bridge and other people, Yato's fairly upbeat, if a shameless mooch -- he can often be found swiping food from the cafeteria kitchen, and making full use of the fact that people don't always notice him to load up pockets with extra sweets.

Other times, he can be found sitting on one of the Bridge's many public balconies, sometimes with a few bottles of what locally passes for beer. If approached during the latter, he'll grin and offer one to those of age. "Not sure what's in it, but it tastes pretty good."

B. YATO ► City Jobs

In no small part to his liberal amounts of self-promotion (read: graffiti and hitting the streets) and Ilda's efforts of advertising, jobs had started to trickle in from across the city. As befitting such an unusual assortment of citizenry in Aifaran, the jobs were as eclectic as he'd ever had, but he didn't mind. He threw himself into each task, determined to make a good impression and earn himself some repeat clientele.

Convincing them that he was a god, that wasn't going quite as smoothly. The actual money aspect was only a part of it -- if it were solely about the money, then he would have chosen to ask for more than a single copper rhinn for these jobs. The Ioduese natives seemed to humour him for the most part (except for the Castians, who apparently took offense at the claim), but he could tell none of them were giving him the benefit of the doubt.

A lot of the recent jobs he'd gotten were for household chores, which suited him fine. In the wake of the rainy season coming to a close, a lot of older folk in the city wanted their houses aired and cleaned. That's where Yato can be found today, in someone's yard, hanging sheets and beating blankets and rugs, dust flying everywhere right to the street.

C. YATO ► Talent Discovery

Being transient is a hard habit to break, and coupled with the fact that he could remain unnoticed unless he chose to draw attention to himself means he gets away with having cat naps all over the place in public areas, even though he has a perfectly good bed at the Dreaming Bridge.

Presently, he's sound asleep on a bench and daydreaming happily about his someday colossal shrine, but what's new today is the sight of an illusory red wooden torrii splashed up on the stone wall behind him. It's drifting in and out of sight, decidedly not solid, but it's hard to mistake what it's supposed to be.

D. BAKURA ► Dreaming Bridge

They haven't been in Aifaran long enough to accumulate too many things, but there are some items that Bakura has bought -- or come across by other means -- that he wants to take with him when he and Pepper's new housing comes available to move into. As such, he's poking around some of the public areas for empty boxes and other containers to use, when he finds some that aren't labeled, but aren't empty either. "Hey," he asks the nearest person. "These yours?"

E. BAKURA ► Shops and Stores

After deciding what his course of action was going to be, Bakura's next step was to try and acquire information he could use to work toward obtaining the Items here in Konryu. The most logical place to start was in the bevy of shops that collected and curated Dreamfolk-oriented objects which had appeared in Aifaran throughout the years. If he could find a common thread or theme to them, perhaps he'd have a better chance at understanding why the Dreaming chose some objects to bring through.

"This one as well," Bakura said absently, adding a third book to the pile he'd started, while the shopkeeper looked on and was clearly evaluating the thief's interest level in the stock before naming a price. "What else have you got that relates to the Dreaming?"

F. BAKURA ► Ghost Argument

Not everyone is happy about the studious approach he's elected to take, and that discontent bubbles over one day while Bakura's walking down by the harbour docks, checking on some of the properties for potentially illegal purposes in the future. The feeling in the air surrounding him is stormy, like static before a lightning strike, and he looks thoroughly displeased while he addresses what to most people, appears as empty air. To those who have extrasensory abilities however, he's actually speaking to the twisted mass of fragmented phantoms that are drifting around the area, though centered near him.

"If it were something which could be done quickly, I'd have done it already," he snaps, waving an irritable hand as if to steer away their wisps surrounding him. "The Dreaming does not come with instructions, abithahty-i sedjau!"

G. WILDCARD

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Comments

[bestofthevein]

Kit is still mashing out the remnants of the cigarette's burning ember when Yato comes ambling up to him with what he can only guess is a weird yimo. (They definitely don't have phones in Thedas.) He pauses, toe still held in a point, and cuts his eyes between Yato and the phone. In his arms, the bibiru seems sure enough of its safety to lean its little head out a bit to sniff in Yato's direction.

"I want to get a picture for a friend back home."

"Uh. Sure," he replies dubiously. A beat, before he adds, "I didn't know we could communicate with our home worlds from here." Absently, he reaches for the sending crystal he still wears around his neck out of sheer force of habit.

[minorgod]

Yato lines the cute bibiru up in the viewfinder and snaps the picture, then holds it out for Kit to see the image.

"No, we can't-- I just had my phone with me when I showed up here, and my roommate figured out a way to charge it. I'm just saving the pictures for later."

[bestofthevein]

Yato holds out the phone, and Kit leans in with a doubtful look on his face to get a look at the tiny screen. And lo, there the little guy is, tucked into Kit's arms with its little ears perked, nose a-wiggle and eye large and inquisitive. "Hey, check that out," he says, chuckling.

As for the rest--that makes his crooked smile fade some. Didn't he know...? Or had Kit misunderstood?

"I thought none of this could go back with us," he says after a moment's hesitation.

[minorgod]

Yato flips the phone closed with practiced ease and slides it back into his jersey pocket. "That's what they said," he agreed.

"But the phone's not a person, so it doesn't really 'remember' anything, it's just stored data. And I'm not sure if the same rules will apply to someone from the Far Shore. Guess I'll find out eventually."

[bestofthevein]

"The Far Shore?" That's a vague-sounding place to be from--almost as vague a place as Queens, the place where Miles says his homeworld does not store its monarchs. (Really misleading name for a place, in Kit's opinion.) He cracks a little smirk and raises his eyebrows. "Guess folks from the Near Shore are shit out of luck in that case." Get it? ..Get it?

He sticks out his hand--the one not holding the bibiru. "I'm Kit."

[minorgod]

Yato does a double, triple take before breaking into a grin. "Wait, you know about the Near Shore and Far Shore? I've had to explain it to everyone else."

Yato shakes Kit's hand energetically. "Yato."

[bestofthevein]

What's the opposite of having a joke fall flat but still completely miss the mark? Kit smiles like someone stuck making small talk with a co-worker whose name they can't remember. "Explain--what?"

[minorgod]

"The terms Far Shore and Near Shore," Yato answered, now sounding perplexed himself. "What? You're looking at me weird."

[bestofthevein]

Ancestors, he's got to get better at telling jokes.

"Near and Far from what?" Kit absently scratches the top of the little bibiru's head.

[minorgod]

"From...?"

There's a very obvious pause while Yato's clearly trying to parse exactly where this conversation went, and when he can't figure it out, he starts to laugh.

"Man... what a pair we are. This is like one of those jokes, how many people does it take to hold a normal conversation..."

[bestofthevein]

"Man... what a pair we are. This is like one of those jokes, how many people does it take to hold a normal conversation..."

Cracking a lopsided grin, Kit gives his new acquaintance a wry look. "Yeah, that's a joke right there," he chuckles, then gestures with one arm at, well, the everything around them. "What's normal in a place like this?" for real tho.

[minorgod]

"That's the truth," Yato agreed, still laughing. "And I thought I was used to a pretty high level of weirdness back home. Guess something took that as a challenge."