thebastion | Day 241 [Open] - The Starting Bell

Day 241 [Open] - The Starting Bell

Who: Takamura Mamoru and ANYONE
Open: Yes
When: Day 241
Where: The Skywalk
What: Takamura found wandering the Skywalk
Format: Will Match
Warnings: Probably cursing.

The relative peace and quiet of the Skywalk is suddenly interrupted when a rather loud yell can be heard a short ways away. Anyone who follows the sound will find a fairly tall man with black hair surrounded by a large group of squirts, some of which are clinging to his legs. He doesn't appear to be hurt. In fact, rather than fearful, the man looks to be enraged as he lashes out with his legs and fists at the small creatures around him.

"Get the hell off of me! Oh you wanna piece of me too! I'll crush every last one of you!"

It's fairly clear to anyone who is from the Bastion that this guy's a new arrival since his face isn't a familiar one.

Will you help him deal with the many small menaces surrounding him or continue to watch the show?

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[Anyone could have heard that shouting from a mile away, a good thing a certain someone was already out on the skyway when it started up. All Takamura would see was someone in a dark hoodie jacket dash in, deftly swiping away the squirts with deft blows from his hands; it seemed that his very presence was enough to make them scurry away in terror once a few of their friends had been popped.

This left Takamura now alone with his rescuer, the sun's position helping to obscure it in shadow as what could only be assumed was a man stared at him, as if transfixed. The voice that came from beneath the hood might sound familiar, if not a little deeper and worn by hardship.]

"Can...this be real...? Are you?"

[A strange question, but the stranger brought his hand up all the same as if to reach out and confirm that Takamura was actually a real person standing in front of him. What do?]

[Once the last of the squirts had scattered, Takamura turned to face the figure whose face was still hidden by shadow. Unfortunately, with the anger still fresh on his mind, that was what greeted the shorter figure as Takamura reached out to grab him by the front of his hoodie.]

Who are you and where the hell am I?!

[Well, that rough grab by the lapels was enough to jostle the hood down; despite the rougher looking cheeks, the longer hair, and the long, thin scar running underneath his left eye, there was still no mistaking the younger man as Ippo. It might have been the tears welling up in his eyes that made the resemblance that much easier to distinguish.

Just excuse your kouhai as he moves through that grip and slams into your chest with the biggest bearhug in Bastion history.]

I knew it...I knew you were still out there...I just knew it...!

[Well, that was definitely the last person he was expecting to run into, especially looking so much different but the look on his face and his overly joyful expression (not to mention the arm strength in the bearhug).]

Ippo?! What're you doing here? Where are we? When did your hair get so long?

[The questioning tone finally snapped Ippo back to reality and quickly realizing who he was in front of, he pulled back and rubbed his face on his sleeve to get rid of the tears.]

Sorry...sorry it's just been a long five months Takamura-san. Follow me, I'll explain everything...your probably not going to like a lot of it though.

[He turned back towards the Bastion, giving his sempai a gesture to follow; knowing him, he'd probably want some food and something to hit once he got the info he was looking for, best to get near those things first.]

[Takamura begins to follow him though one thing he just said sticks out and refuses to wait to be brought up.]

Five months? How have you been here for five months when you just had a title defense a few weeks ago?!

I defended my title?

[Well...it seemed like a logical next step from when he got it, but it was good to hear he'd gotten that far.]

Time here...doesn't work right, for lack of putting it any better. The last thing I remember before waking up here was winning my belt from Sendo-san and then going to sleep after the party.

[A good last memory to have, all things considered.]

What do you remember last, Takamura-san?

Wait....you're saying you don't remember anything after the fight with Sendo? It's been almost two years since then! You've defended the title over half a dozen times!

How can you have forgotten that?!

[Seriously, few people took boxing as seriously as Takamura and Ippo was definitely pretty high up there as taking it just as seriously. Forgetting things like that for him was just....not right.]

Well...it's more like...I never got to those things. This place tends to pull people in from different times I've noticed, strange as that sounds, but I still have the belt as fresh and new as when I got it.

[He framed it in his room and everything.]

I'm glad I did such a good job though! I'm sure you and everyone else helped a lot with my wins.

Different....times...

[It was rather crazy to comprehend. Unimaginable, but Ippo was far too much of a straight arrow to lie about something like this. And he did look like he'd been here for a while so maybe he was right. Damn, things just keep getting more and more confusing by the moment.]

Yeah. Even different universes from what I've seen.

[That part was still beyond him right now, but Colin had been helping him to understand the multiverse theory.]

Nothing here makes any sense...how we got here doesn't make any sense. You didn't see any...statues of people you recognized when you woke up, did you?

Statues? Uh...er...no, I didn't see any.

[More like he didn't think to look since he was too busy being confused and angry.]

Ah...

[Ippo gave a small nod as the two finally entered the Bastion. Takamura might find a wave of calm wash over him the second he stepped over the threshold, though the situation might make it hard to appreciate the feeling.]

The truth of it is...and I don't expect you to believe me on this...

[He turned around, hands in the front pocket of his hoodie as he stared Takamura directly in the eyes. If he had any chance of his sempai believing him, he had to be as direct as possible.]

Our world...and a lot of other worlds were completely wiped out by something called the "Calamity". We don't really know what exactly happened, but we know it originated from here...

[Had this been anyone else, Takamura might have thought they were puling his leg but Ippo doesn't really have much of a funny bone. Especially not the sort of thing that would pull a prank of this magnitude. Besides, they were still on floating landmass. That wasn't something you could exactly fake.]

Wiped out......you're sure of this??

As sure of it as we can be. Thankfully more and more people come in every day, the fact that your hear is more than enough proof that there's hope that more people survived.

[His voice was a little harder when the word hope came out; the syllables carefully guarded as if they might be laced with needles otherwise.]

This here is the Bastion, a safe place from all those monsters out on the Skyway. For some reason, they don't bother trying to get in...not that anything in its right mind would pick a fight with a full grown dragon.

[That's right. The Skyway might have an army, but they had a Dragon.]

Hmm, it's not a bad looking place considering the rest of it.

[He looks around, scanning what he can see from their position. He's so busy taking it all in he almost doesn't fully register all that Ippo says.]

Yeah, I guess having a dragon around does come in handy...............

[Aaaand then it hits.]

Did you say a dragon?

Yup.

[He said, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Then again, having been here for as long as he'd been, it was rather natural for him at this point.]

He's really nice though, to us at least, so its nothing for us to worry about. It's just everything out on the Skyway that has to worry.

[He kind of wants to freak out a little more, but the fact that Ippo is so completely unfazed has him not wanting to look more upset than his kouhai so he recovers quickly.]

Well then....so long as he doesn't cause any trouble here, then it's fine.

He's actually really smart.

[He said, leading Takamura over to the kitchen area, figuring his sempai would probably want something to eat after everything had happened.]

I hit some bad times...and he really helped me through them. Strange as that sounds, I know.

[Being coached through difficult times by a dragon, how could things be any stranger than that? The answer is they could, and by a large degree.]

So this dragon can talk too?

[Yeah, this place just keeps getting stranger by the moment. And Ippo's actually been stuck here for a while? Poor kid.]

Calem enjoyed short sojourns out on the Skyway. As usual he was riding Gogoat (aka a giant leafy mountain goat) confident in the fact that most of the usual monsters could be dealt with by him alone, and for those that couldn't... he had plenty of other options to choose from.

Then he came upon... the scene. The rather angry fellow didn't seem to be all that worse for the wear so he didn't see any immediate need to swoop into the rescue either, despite how rearing to go Gogoat was. Having him charge in would probably leave the poor man more injured then he was now anyways.

"That's not very nice!" he tried not to laugh, "Perhaps they think you're their mother."

"Do I look like I'd be anyone's mom?!?!" he screams before finally managing to fight off the last of the small creatures. Now he's standing there panting, more out of anger than actual exertion, when he looks back at the guy who dared make jokes at his expense.

"You think that was funny?"

"You would find a little humor in the situation too if you were standing where I was," he nodded. He felt this person was also perhaps a little too angry for his own good. Didn't he know that huffing and scowling like that might leave him with wrinkles? The thought was horrifying.

"Besides, it looked like you were handling the situation perfectly fine," he waved a hand dismissively, "If it really looked like you were in trouble I would have jumped in with no delay."

"That's not the point, I don't like being laughed at. Especially not by kids riding around on.....bushes."

He folded his arms over his chest as he gives Calem and his shrubbery a once over.

"Of course I was handling it. Shrimps like that would need another hundred years before they could hope to be a challenge for someone like me."

"Oh enough with the angry glaring. It's very unbecoming," he rolled his eyes. Gogoat snorted and stamped one of hooves against the ground. He was not a bush! He was a powerful and dashing steed! He was capable of making entire structures disappear within moments!

"In all seriousness though you should still be careful of those little guys when they come in hordes like that! If you were near the edge of one of the islands and you lost your balance... well that might be the end then."

"Men aren't supposed to be becoming," he counters, still frowning at Gogoat.

"What, you gotta problem too? I'll prune the both of you down to size."

He'd actually noticed those precarious edges and wasn't keen on getting any closer to them then necessary and instinctively moved further away from the nearest one.

"Are you trying to pick a fight with Gogoat?" Calem looked at the ornery man in disbelief, shaking his head a little, "Unless you're one of those types that has superhuman abilities you wouldn't stand a chance against him. Don't tempt him either, he loves a good fight."

Gogoat loved a good fight enough that he would occasionally misinterpret some of the things his trainers said as a command to attack."

"Your pet was trying to pick a fight with me."

How an animal that can't talk was doing that isn't relevant. He just knew.

"Heh, as if my awesome physique isn't evidence on its own of my superior strength! But I'll let you and your 'gogo' off easy if you tell me where the hell I am and how I can get down from wherever here is."

`...He wasn't entirely wrong.

"Ah so you ARE new, huh?" Calem sighed. He had a sinking suspicion that was the case but he really hoped not. Telling people about the end of the world was never a fun thing.

...Maybe he could kinda skirt around the topic and let someone else be the bearer of bad news.

"You're in the Skyway right now. It's pretty distasteful in all honesty. Lot's of junk and monsters about. Though clearly nothing you and your mega muscles are unable to handle," he managed not to laugh this time around, "As for how to get down... well you kind of need to climb, jump or other wise hop, or just hope you can find a stable enough crossing from floating island to floating island until you reach the Bastion."

Well, none of that really rung a bell, but it sounded like this Bastion was the place he needed to go so he nodded.

"Alright then, lead the way to the Bastion. Perhaps they'll be able to get me back. I gotta lot of important things to do."

Training to do, kouhais to torment, porn to read. The life of a champion has so many challenges.

"Certainly! I know this part of the Skyway like the back of my hand!" he grinned. A slight exaggeration. Gogoat was simply an excellent navigator. He made sure Gogoat was taking a slow enough pace so Takamura won't have too much trouble keeping up. Even so Gogoat seemed insistent on picking up the pace little by little when Calem wasn't paying attention.

"Though I'm not so sure there will be any getting back for you when we get there," he explained with a little reluctance, "I believe you may be here for good."

Takamura's roadwork usually consisted of running for miles with the coach behind him on a motorized scooter, so he should be able to keep up without too much trouble.

"What do you mean? If something brought me here, it should be able to take me back, right?"

"Ah yes well the thing about that is..." he winced a little. He was just going to have to lay it all out here, wasn't he?

"Say I didn't catch your name!" he could delay for a moment or two at least, "I'm Calem."

Edited 2014-11-01 19:34 (UTC)

"Everyone just calls me Takamura." Well, everyone except family anyways, though there's none of them here.

"How far is this Bastion place?"

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