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G-geez, it's freezing...

[In the afternoon, those in the plaza may find this poor unfortunate new feather trudging toward it as he makes his way there in only pants. Needless to say, he's freezing, and he just wants some actual clothes and warm food...! And to know what the heck is going on. He had already glanced at his journal a bit before, so he knows where he is at least, but he's still awfully confused. Not like he really had the chance to read the journal's guide in depth yet since he's just trying to find a place to stay indoors for now.

Either way, care to help this kiddo out?]

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[Later on, once he's all settled and knows what he needs to know, he creates his first journal entry in order to address a Very Important Question.]

Hello everyone. My name is Jude Mathis. I'm what you all call a "new feather," and I just arrived earlier today. I've already read most of the guide, so don't worry about filling me in on where I am and all. I do, however, have one particular question...

What do you all do with your wings in regards to clothing? It's kind of uncomfortable to keep them underneath it all, but it'd be a shame if I had to cut up my favorite clothes just to fit my wings through a hole... So does anyone have any suggestions? I figure it's either one or the other, but it's worth asking what you all do, at least.

And also, is there anyone here from Rieze Maxia? Milla? Alvin? [On one hand, he hopes he's not the only one, but on the other, he really wouldn't want them to be stuck here like he apparently is...]

Anyway, thanks.

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Between that and there not being any form of currency, it seems like the people here in general must be really respectful and trustworthy, honestly.

[Guess he has nothing to worry about then?! Phew.]

Rehabilitation? What for? If you don't mind me asking.

Ah, I was basically poisoned, and it's taking a bit to recover from it.

_{[ He didn't want to go into radiation and dying and all that nasty
stuff. He was learning to edit it down if it wasn't people he really knew
well. ]}

Of course. Most of the people here are honestly good-natured people. They'd have no reason to commit criminal acts, especially here.

That's really nice to hear, actually. That's not really something you'd see in many other places.

Poisoned? Oh wow... I hope you're doing all right. I'm only a medical student so I wouldn't call myself a professional, but if you end up needing any help, let me know. I can try doing what I can.

You say that as if it wouldn't be a fascinating sight in its own right.

[He says, before he sighs and pinches at his nose.]

Still, I suppose that guiding you towards the clothing store should be a simple task, so long as your lower body isn't ravaged by frostbite during the walk.

I guess you're right. There are definitely a lot more good people here than you usually see...

Medical, huh? Well, I could always use a second opinion. My ship's doctor his here, but I am sure he wouldn't mind the help when it comes to me.

... You're not fond of needles are you? They're not your weapon of choice?

[It might be, buuuut it's not exactly something Jude wants to deal with.]

As long as we can get there quickly, I think I can handle it for now. It's definitely better than being stuck out here.

In that case, maybe being here isn't as bad as it could have been. Though it's definitely not a particularly favorable situation.

[Though on that note...]

Actually, how does housing work here?

Yeah, why? [Was this guy from Filgaia too? Did her reputation precede her...!?]

Do you think my name is weird or something?

Not particularly, unless it's necessary. Otherwise I just stick to practices like healing artes or herbal medicines.

Housing? We... all just kind of pick a place to live.

Not weird per se, but... In Rieze Maxia, that kind of name has quite a load of weight on it. Maxwell is the lord of all spirits, and also a good friend of mine.

Ugh, thank god. I might have to change you to my primary care doctor.

You just... pick? How does that work?

[He doesn't suppose you just walk into a house and put a flag on the ground to claim it as your own...]

Well, I wouldn't go that far. Especially since I'm not exactly familiar with the technology or even biology of your world.

[Assuming the poisoning happened there, rather than in Luceti. And as far as biology goes, who knows...! This guy might not have a mana lobe like Jude does.]

But I'll do what I can.

Are you a human? Or humanoid more or less? Then I think we're good to go.

I'm human, yeah. But I'm finding that some people here aren't familiar with spirit artes and the like, which would lead me to assume that they either don't have mana lobes or just have their own world equivalents to those terms. I guess I'll just have to look into it and find out, so I can have a better idea of what would or would not work on you.

I would have to be one of the ones who doesn't understand "spirit artes". It sounds like magic - which is what I am coming to categorize anything like that for my own sanity. And if Loki is anything to judge by, magic works just fine on me.

If you want to call it magic, I guess that more or less works. It's hard for me to imagine worlds that don't have it, considering how necessary it is in Rieze Maxia. It powers everything and is what's used for medicine or even fighting. Needless to say, it's going to take a lot of getting used to since it's not as prominent here in Luceti.

Edited 2013-12-25 05:13 (UTC)

[That's pretty much exactly how it works, Jude.]

You just... do. There are a lot of houses and apartment buildings, but not really enough people to fill them all.

We're not far, at least. You may just end up seeing through this day without amputation.

[He says as he strides forth through the snow to the plaza, confident that Jude will keep up.]

It should help to keep moving and speaking.

Really? [Something about all of that didn't seem fair at all! ...From her point of view, at least.]

Well, I'm just a plain old human and I've definitely never met you before. It's just a strange coincidence, I guess.

[Uh oh, grumpy Jane at 12 o'clock--]

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