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closed; doppo's arrival
🧙 WHO: Doppo and Hifumi
⚔️️ WHAT: Doppo's here.
🕒 WHEN: February, his initial arrival.
🗺️ WHERE: Just follow that out-of-place black rain cloud.
⚠️ WARNINGS: None as of right now other than Doppo's usual negativity.
[ Doppo must have fallen asleep in the bathtub or something...or so he thought. He wakes up at what appears to be the shore, just not in a place that he recognizes. Mind frazzled, suit drenched...he's inclined to think that he's still dreaming but usually he'd wake up after the initial shock. But much like a dream, it's still a creeping feeling like he's supposed to expect something he doesn't know about. Creeping, unsettling...the feeling doesn't go away even as the caravan takes him to Camelot.
Once he's mostly dried up and alone, he takes out the phone issued to him and the first thing he does is dial Hifumi's number. Maybe this is where he'd hear a very loud greeting to remind him that it's morning and that he'd have to get up if he wants to make it to work earlier-than-on-time. The call doesn't go through, of course...to which Doppo just goes to a nearby bench to take a seat. It's easier to gather his thoughts now that he's still, but he eyes the city life around him with its uniqueness and oddities, but is otherwise alike any other city to him. It just happens to be a city he's never heard of, let alone been to.
With a sigh, he leans back against the bench to stare at the sun. The sun's the sun...it's just not the sun he knows. ]
...is this dream going to end? Guess it's not so bad if nobody knows me...
⚔️️ WHAT: Doppo's here.
🕒 WHEN: February, his initial arrival.
🗺️ WHERE: Just follow that out-of-place black rain cloud.
⚠️ WARNINGS: None as of right now other than Doppo's usual negativity.
[ Doppo must have fallen asleep in the bathtub or something...or so he thought. He wakes up at what appears to be the shore, just not in a place that he recognizes. Mind frazzled, suit drenched...he's inclined to think that he's still dreaming but usually he'd wake up after the initial shock. But much like a dream, it's still a creeping feeling like he's supposed to expect something he doesn't know about. Creeping, unsettling...the feeling doesn't go away even as the caravan takes him to Camelot.
Once he's mostly dried up and alone, he takes out the phone issued to him and the first thing he does is dial Hifumi's number. Maybe this is where he'd hear a very loud greeting to remind him that it's morning and that he'd have to get up if he wants to make it to work earlier-than-on-time. The call doesn't go through, of course...to which Doppo just goes to a nearby bench to take a seat. It's easier to gather his thoughts now that he's still, but he eyes the city life around him with its uniqueness and oddities, but is otherwise alike any other city to him. It just happens to be a city he's never heard of, let alone been to.
With a sigh, he leans back against the bench to stare at the sun. The sun's the sun...it's just not the sun he knows. ]
...is this dream going to end? Guess it's not so bad if nobody knows me...
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Every day he grows more concerned about how much longer he can handle playing off being fine and all smiles. When your home isn't a place, but a person, how can one ever truly feel at home? He hasn't figured it out quite yet. Until he does, he'll continue doing what he has been and continue doing his best to bring joy to others.
Hifumi becomes distracted at the sight of someone on a bench. Someone familiar. Convinced he's seeing things, he's obviously finally lost his mind, and this very thought saddens him. His fairy, Eros, notices this and suddenly appears, trying to guide him over to the bench and circling around Doppo with laughter, but still he remains hesitant. This must be a dream, right? It can only be a dream, because just like a dream it seems his legs are taking him in that direction anyway, despite feeling like he's frozen in time.]
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