Day 241 [OPEN] - Wakeup call

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Who: Ibuki Mioda and whoever!
Open: Open forever
When: Day 241, very early in the morning
Where: Around the Monument.
What: Ibuki Mioda arrives at the Bastion... loudly.
Format: Log, but willing to switch to other formats!
Warnings: Scary ghost! 2 spooky!

It was just only becoming daylight at the Bastion when a new arrival would show: A young lady with wild hair. There was nothing particularly extraodinary about her, unless one was to notice the "horns" on her head; but that was only her hair styled to resemble such a feature.

She looked a bit confused and travel-worn; but a one hour walk was really nothing to her. Ibuki was far from exhausted.

And now that she arrived at what appeared to be civilization, where should she go? The apparent center of the village seemed like a good start.

"Yoohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?!" she shouted once she reached the Monument, apparently having no regard for people who may still be sleeping, "Hellooooooooooooooooooooo?! Is anybody here?!"

If nobody came out to answer, she'd have to start invading buildings...

[Edit: Now that she's been given the lowdown on the situation, ... you can still feel free to come across her being loud. Ibuki wants to meet new people!]

[Edit of nostalgic regret: This was before I had Ibuki use -chan and made up weird nicknames instead...]

Comments

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That's a round-about way of asking somebody out.

[Ippo, why are you making yourself such an easy target that Ibuki can't resist?]

[windgod]

Hrk...sorry...sorry...

[He's just going to hang his head and keep moving towards the kitchen. Have you figured out that he has trouble talking to women yet? How many times can he mess up with his words? A lot is the answer. A very lot.]

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[And Ibuki will just laugh again as she follows Ippo. Maybe she should ease up on him a bit...]

[Maybe...]

[... maybe not?]

[windgod]

[The trip to the kitchen was short at that point, and by the time he'd gotten to shuffling around the shelves, he'd all but gotten over his embarrassment.

at least on the outside.]

Hmm...I could have sworn I saw a tea box around here somewhere...

[He muttered as he continued to root around. Ibuki was free to help, or poke more fun if she wanted.]

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Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm........!

[Ibuki will look at the shelves too, as long as she could do so without getting in Ippo's way.]

[Granted, unless it was clearly labelled as tea or tea leaves or something like that, she probably won't be much help]

[windgod]

[He got up onto a counter, shuffling around the back shelves until...aha! A wooden box with the word "Tea" scrawled across it! He pulled it out with a triumphant noise...only to notice a second later that the wall was starting to look an awful lot like the ceiling.

We're going down cap'n, godspeed.]

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...

...

[And as Ippo falls... he'll find himself being princess carried by Ibuki instead of meeting the ground violently]

And then, expected gender roles were reversed!

[windgod]

[The soft landing and strong arms holding him didn't seem to perturb Ippo one bit; if anything, he seemed more embarrassed about the actual fall than being caught.]

Thank you Ibuki-sempai, that could have been bad...but I found the tea!

[He said with a laugh, holding up the box with a smile. Your free to put him down at any time though. Just sayin.]

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[Okay okay she'll let you down.]

Good job, Ippo!

... Ibuki somehow gets the feeling you fall a lot.

[windgod]

Actually, not so much so long as I have my feet on the ground.

[He said sheepishly as he was set down, setting the box on the table now that he could.]

Boxers weren't designed to be in the air for any great amount of time after all.

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You could invent a new sport: Free-fall boxing!

[Wait no, in the sort of world they're in now-]

That was a terrible idea, Ibuki won't speak of it ever again!

[windgod]

[He wasn't even sure how that would work in the grand scheme of things...but a change of subject was good. After all, he needed to get this tea started; so he was just going to fill up a pot of water to get that going on the stove.]

It's all in good fun, don't worry about it. Do you do any sports yourself? Or is it just strictly music for you?

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Ibuki wouldn't call it a sport, but she does run a lot to keep in shape!

I've done some sports now and then whenever I feel like it. Ibuki doesn't really stick with one very long, though!

[She's a very whimsical person when it comes to a lot of things outside of music.]

[windgod]

Oh, well I make sure to do a run every morning, your more than welcome to join!

[It would definitely make it a less lonely experience, that was for sure.]

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Alright! It's a date!

If Ibuki can get a bass guitarist, she'll bring them along for it, too!

[windgod]

A date...? Are you sure...? I mean...we just met and everything...

[Hoo boy, that sure was some red all around his face and he did look moderately bashful about it. Way to go Ibuki.]

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...

[She lets out a small laugh]

Ibuki wasn't even trying to embarrass you that time.

[windgod]

[Ippo looked up, and he was laughing, all redness gone from his face. He too could be funny if he ever so chose to be, it wasn't often but he could definitely do it.]

I can have fun too.

[He said with a knowing smile as he turned back to the pot and put in the leaves to let them steep. He felt good at the moment, it was a rare feeling and he decided to indulge it; who knew when he'd get to again after all.]

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Hmm...

[Ibuki gives Ippo a critical look, though definitely not a disapproving one. She's trying to figure out if Ippo was playing her from the start or not...]

Ibuki will have to be careful around you, Ippo!

[Said in good humor, of course]

[windgod]

Hardly, I'm about as straight as an arrow.

[He said with a laugh. Sure he could play a part, but when it came to lying...well, that he couldn't do for the life of him. He preferred to be as direct with people as he could, made things easier for everyone.]

If you count how many times you've got me already, there's not even a contest.

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Ibuki hasn't been keeping track, though!

Do you think we should keep a running tally?

[windgod]

If you keep up your record, we might have to. It'd be a waste not to.

[The smell of tea began to fill the room...almost done, but not quite. Just needed a few more minutes was all.]

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On the other hand, Ibuki thinks we have better things to do than updating a couple of numbers!

[Then why'd you even bring up keeping a tally to begin with, Ibuki?]

[windgod]

Like band practice?

[His tone was light, not questioning, but definitely curious. Everyone had their own ways of occupying time here, it couldn't hurt to hear if Ibuki had any fresh ideas to put on the table.]

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Like band practice!

And having fun in general!