mayfield_rpg | 2nd Pill: Fumbles and Apologies

[Phone: Morning| Unfiltered]

Good morning everyone! Um.

It's a little late, but I'd like to apologize anyone and everyone I was untoward to. That was rude, and I apologize for my conduct. That...really was not something I meant to do. Truly.

But! I would like to let it be known, as there are troubles that happens: I'm a combat medical specialist in my world. I don't have my powers right now but...I do know my way around general medical practices. It's a little difficult, seeing how I'm considered a child here but...if anyone knows a way I could work in the hospital, that would be great. If they don't, that's fine too! I'd just like to help.

With...anything really.

[Action A: Mayfield General store]

[The little shinigami seems to be frowning, and politely puzzled as he looks for something. What it is...well, you'd have to approach him to know what it is.]

[Action B: 852 goldberg street]

[For those of you who pass on by, you might notice the tiny man cleaning up. It's nothing much really; cleaning up the windows outside, sweeping up the dust that's on the porch. He likes to have things nice and clean. For those of you who come by later, you may notice him in the garden. There's a pile of what's weeds and the other is...flowers? How bizarre.]

[Action C: Jonathon's tools]

[Again, he's looking through all the tools assorted within the store-but he's in the gardening section. What could the little guy have in mind...?]

[Action D: Mayfield High]

[Someone isn't really paying attention to what the drones have to say. Big surprise there, for all the not!kids. But he seems to be engrossed in a few choice materials, mostly on biology and first aid. Hmmmm. Wonder what that's all about.

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[Latvia stares up at him dubiously. It sounds like something from a science fiction book, but then again this town is like something out of a story too. Maybe it isn't too far fetched to think that people come from universes other than his own]

Actually... where do you live? Or where did you come from, rather.

Oh well...I lived in Seireitei. Soul Society. Um, I guess you would call it the after life?

I've never heard of it... Not from any religion or anything.

Is it one of those new age kind of things?

Er, no. It's the place you go when you're dead. One of the places in my world at least.

[He frowns again, starting to get a bit annoyed]

Well I know what the afterlife is but different people call it different things. There's no way to prove any of them because people can't come back from the dead!

W-well, I mean in places other than here...

Like I said, i's for my world. Though...if you want to get technical? I've been dead for years.

[Almost unconsciously he inches backwards. He doesn't want to even entertain the idea that he might be dead too and this some kind of purgatory]

S-so if you're dead then how did you die? And how come you're not see-through or rotting or anything?

Honestly, it was so long ago-I can't even remember!

It's okay, really. I'm in a body that can be seen and touched, like normal people. I'm not a disease carieer or anything! I'm a helper of souls. Kind of.

[He doesn't really understand it, but then again it's not like anything else makes sense here]

So like some kind of angel?

I don't know, do you even have those where you're from? Your world sounds completely different to mine.

Well I guess...maybe. Or...er...no, not at all. I didn't even quite understand what it was, until my housemate told me.

I guess it's like you said, a helper of souls. Kind of. They're pretty much the embodiment of goodness, or something like that. I'm sure your housemate explained it better.

Well, he is a demon, so his viewpoint is a...little different?

I ... demon? Like an actual demon?

I guess his view point would be different...

Y'know I'm really not to best person to talk about angels and stuff with. I've never actually met one, heck I didn't believe they actually existed. I'd only heard about them in stories.

I didn't even know about the bible very well until I came here! But I guess this place is an education!

Um, as for the demon bit...he says he is? But he has wings. Feathery ones. Maybe you know him?

I guess... maybe it depends on who you talk too. I haven't learned much at all.

Why would I know him? The people I know, they're more...

[He falters a bit, unsure if he really knows how to explain national personifications to this person. Can he even count himself as one right now?]

Well they don't have wings, that's for sure.

Maybe it does. I'm sure there's a lot I've yet to learn.

But...um...Crowley seems to be a friendly man? I mean in town. Because this is the first I've met angels or demons or...people from different worlds.

Me too. I've met people from the past as well. It's so strange.

And ... Crowley? Is that the demon you were talking about?

Um, come to think of it I don't even know your name yet.

Really? How strange...

But yes, Crowley is the demon-the er. Head of the household, as it were. But ah! I'm Hanatarou Yamada. Pleased to meet you.

It's a pleasure to meet you too, I'm Raivis Galante.

[He holds his hand out for a handshake]

If you don't mind me asking, what were you looking for? Or are the things here just so different from your own world?

[He takes the offered hand and carefully shakes it.]

Oh, I was looking for gardening supplies. But it is rather different too. With...everything really.

I guess it would be. There are a lot of things different for me here too...

So you garden?

Sort of! I'm more into herbal medications.

Is that a euphemism for something? Or are you legitimately into herbal medicine?

Er...no, I legitimately make herbal medicines.

Right, I thought maybe you were growing recreational drugs or something.

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