2 ♕ The Hangover [Phone/Action]

[godaime]

[ A - 849 Goldberg Street ]

[ When the sirens began to ring, the only thing Tsunade could do was wake and dash downstairs. There, she encountered her package. Regains from Christmas. She was hesitant to open them during Christmas, given their lack of marking, but, now, without any clue of what would be inside, she decided it would be best if she could open them. Her first one? A picture of a bunch of paperwork from home. ]

What on Ea-[ BOOM

Within the seconds of Tsunade's statement the house seemingly explodes into paper filled chaos. Stacks and stacks of paperwork begin to torrent around the living room, and the living room door bursts wide open, with paper flying out of there by the forests. If you dare to take a look to see what the hell just happened, you'll get a Tsunade who's sitting down with paper up to her shoulders before her pet pig, Tonton, stark naked and without her expensive pearl necklace, pops out of the paper with a fierce oink! ]

[ B - Phone.  ]

Ah, this is probably the worst hangover I ever had. [ Her voice sounds haggard and raspy. She sounds exhausted and weakened by all accounts. ] I can't even remember the last couple of days. What the hell did I drink....? [ She knows what really happened, but, she wants to synthesize as much information as possible and for that, she has to play dumb ] 

[ C - The Post Office ] 

[ With the realization that the paperwork had her entire life story and biography in it with the mysteriously missing parts filled in with her journal that has a day by day summary of her life, Tsunade realized it was time to go to the post office. On the way there, you see a very, veryold lady walking into the office. If you're in there, you know what happens. Tsunade finally made a trade and is, within a blink of an eye, transformed to her younger state.

If you're waiting outside out of curiosity, Tsunade emerges young and not wrinklyas ever. Her loyal pet pig is by her side.  ] 

Ah, Tonton, now that that's out of the way, let's get going. Oink!

[ D - Anywhere! ] 

[ There is a pig following you. Just a random pig. And no matter how much you try to shake it off, it just won't leave you alone. It'll continue to follow you down many streets, with its nose slammed into the ground like a police canine unit. Yep. She doesn't speak, she doesn't talk, she doesn't do anything but follow. ]

[ E - Olney's Tavern ]

[ Tsunade, with her trusty pet pig in her purse like Paris Hilton and chihuahuas, sits at the bar, wallet ready and eager. ]  All right, bartender, make some magic for me. This damn town took two weeks away from my memory, and, in return, I'd like to forget whatever the hell I've been doing from now until the 27th. One Long Island Iced Tea. By the gallon even, I don't give a damn. 

Comments

[acuity]

Different worlds? I've only heard of one. But, it's amazing that there are more...!

[ her inner researcher is sparkling a little, but there are more important matters! she nods at Tsunade's words, reads the intro letter carefully, then glances up at with admiration ]

... This is a little hard to believe... but, thank you for the information. Did you discover all of this yourself?

[godaime]

I haven't even heard of one, but I can tell that at least half of these people aren't from my worlds or else they would have heard of me. [ It's... sort of hard to be ignorant about the woman who changed the world through medical revolutions. ]

It is, but I saw some proof of it last month. As for discovering this? Tch. No. It's apparently a contemplation written by some guy who's not handing them out anymore, the original was passed to three people before it reached me so I just copied it down for future reference.

[acuity]

[ Platina rereads the letter thoroughly again, like a scholar decoding ancient texts. even if her memory's not exactly photographic, it's pretty great anyway. with a solemn bow, she finally hands the notebook back ]

That's resourceful of you. Again, I appreciate it... and, I can relate. If everyone here is really from a different world than me... maybe it's good that they wouldn't recognize my family name. Are you that famous, too?

[godaime]

I lead one of the world's largest and most powerful village in my world. I achieved fame before that for my days as a kunoichi in a great war, so yeah. I'm pretty recognizable. [ She appears casually clam as she takes in Platina's formalness. ] I can probably rewrite this and give a copy to you, if you want.

[acuity]

I see... I'd like that, if it's not too much trouble. And I realized that I forgot to ask your name...

[godaime]

All right, if you allow me to go into your new home with you, I'll begin to write right away. [ She then grins out of a more diffident, if not embarrassed side of her. ] Ah, my apologies for that. Just call me Tsunade.

[acuity]

My new home?... I'm not familiar with this city, but... I think I remember the way.

[ it annoys her a little that she's supposed to live in a house as small as the one she woke up in and not a mansion or villa like she's used to. she didn't really pay attention to it, and even though she'd be a better navigator with a map, her sense of direction is pretty decent. still, there's probably going to be a few wrong turns/detours on the way to 308 miller~ ]

[godaime]

We can go back to my home instead. Do you remember your address?

[ Tsunade remembered her home just because of her excellent sense of memory. That and she needed something to call the police about. To bad the police are mostly drones or assholes. She'll follow Platina though. ]

[acuity]

Could we do that, then? Would it be closer?

[ ... that and she'd be embarrassed and a little too proud to make mistakes on the way back to her place... ]

[godaime]

Well, I'd have to know your address first before I can determine if it's closer or not.

[ It's okay. When Tsunade's drunk people have reported her trying to ride trees home... ]

[acuity]

That's true. It's 308 Miller, if I remember correctly...

[godaime]

Hm, that's actually not too far. Just a couple of streets down. My house is quite a walk away. [ And so Tsunade will be walking towards her home. Chances are, this may not be the direction Platina would have head in. ]

[acuity]

[ ... it's so true... but she follows by Tsunade's side anyway ]

Are all of the houses here supposed to be so small and uniform?

[godaime]

They're of average size for average civillians. As for uniform, yes. You'll find that a variety of Mayfield's natives are stereotypical and are blatantly similar. [ Tsunade just begins to walk across the street with Platina at her side. ]

[acuity]

And... there aren't any resorts or villas for rent, instead?

[ well she supposed she could cope... but first might as well exhaust all her last hopes, right?? ]

[godaime]

Nope, not one. You might be able expand onto your house, though I don't know too much about that.

[ TSUNADE THE HOPE KILLER. ]

[acuity]

[ ugh well she'll have to suck it up! miller 305, 306, 307... she looks up at 308 and tries to hide her super obvious disappointment |D ]

... Perhaps I should be grateful that our kidnappers at least provide a house in the first place...

[godaime]

[ Tsunade noticies but doesn't comment on it. She sort of misses her mansion too. ]

Well, I don't know. These houses supposedly have their down sides too.

[acuity]

[ 1st world problems?! the door's still half-open from when Platina wandered out in the morning, and she lets herself and Tsunade inside. ]

What would those be?

[godaime]

[ Tsunade walks in with her observing how similar it is to her home. ]

Well, sometimes the town locks you in here and forces you to deal with something horrific. Other times, hazmats will waltz in here and butcher you, light you on fire, or give you a burning poison. Sometimes they'll blow up your house entirely. Nothing in this town is ever stable.

[acuity]

[ ... she pauses in the middle of rifling through a desk for spare paper, but then continues, frowning. ]

And... I'll have to survive something dangerous like that, before I'm allowed to recover my pokemon and defend myself?

[godaime]

Well, no. From what I gathered, it could be more tame like the town editing your memories to think you're really in love with someone, or something as mundane as arguing with someone who is believing with the town is selling. That's how I got my stuff back from home once. Well, that and drinking. The variables of what is applicable for receiving something from home from enduring a dangerous incident from the town varies. Sometimes the town will do something and it won't even get you anything at all.

And if you die, you're always revived the next day or eventually. So, in that case, there isn't much to fear though surviving and living through whatever is always favorable.

[acuity]

A revival? That sounds a little unbelievable... but, it's better than the alternative. I'll try my best.

[ oh, here's another notebook! she offers it to Tsunade, then r e c o n s i d e r s . . . ]

If you don't mind, could I copy the letter down for myself, too? I'll do my best to help other newcomers, just as you've done for me!

[godaime]

I couldn't believe it either, but just about everyone I met in this town affirmed it for me. So there you go.

[ Tsunade shrugs and opens the notebook to the exact page previously (it should be somewhere linked in the above thread) and passes it to Platina. ]

Fine, fine. I don't mind. Feel free to copy all of it, and thank you for your future assistance. If you're interested in joining a Defense Association - where they protect people in times of danger in the town, just call me or a man named Caesar and we'll take care of it.

[acuity]

I'll consider that, if I get my pokemon back... I'm not sure if I can be much help alone.

[ working as a professor's aide gives Plat pretty decent speedwriting skills, and she finishes copying quickly. well, she can always brush up on the details and shorthand later! she returns Tsunade's notebook with a small grin 8) ]

They'll probably get along with Tonton, too. I think they would like having a non-pokemon friend!