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

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)

It sounds like you use these spirits like we use tech. Tech powers everything in my world, it's what our civilization revolves around. If it collapsed - well, we'd make it, I'm sure, but it would basically cause mass panic, the economy would collapse, etcetera.

As far as dependency goes, it does sound like that's the case. Without spirit artes, we'd definitely fall into some kind of chaos like that. So I guess it is similar.

Ah, well, you see, already finding common ground. It's a bit apocalyptic, but common ground.

Yep, definitely. So there's that, at least. Though I'm not sure how much else of it we might have.

You'd be surprised. I mean, we found a lot in common with Vulcans, enough to start relations with them. You guys probably have religion, beliefs, ethics, right? Regions of your world, legends of its creation, thoughts on how countries should be run. Somewhere in there we have to have some more in common.

We have some. Most of it just relates to spirits though, whether they're lesser or greater ones. And everything always comes down to Maxwell, who is the lord of them all. [And recently, a friend of his too. Though he won't mention that right now.]

As for politics, we definitely have our fair share on differing ideals, and tensions between countries like Rashugal and Auj Oule.

So, basically, you're like every other planet we've more or less encountered, in one way or another. Don't worry. We find the common ground, somehow.

Apparently? I hope we do though. I'm pretty interested in learning more about your world, among everyone else's.

Well, I have come to like sitting and chatting at Natasha's coffee shop, since I can't be very active right now, so believe me, you have my rapt attention.

I'll have to take you up on that, then. Do you prefer talking to people there in person though, or over the journals?

In person. This is just like a phone call, which is fine, but in person gives me a reason to get out of the house.

[That would be Jude's preference too, so that works out.]

That works for me. Are you free today, or would you prefer meeting up another time?

Naw, I'll come on out. I could use a good walk anyways.

Great. Sounds like a plan then. Would you mind telling me where exactly the coffee shop is though? I still don't entirely know where everything is here.

Oh! Right sure, um, here...

_{[ He sketched out a sort of rough map on the journals for him,
labeling as best he could, trying to think of it all from an arial view,
which was harder than expected. ]}

Does that make sense?

[Give him a moment to look over the map aaand...]

Yeah, I think I got it. So I'll meet you there?

Sure thing. Just give me a bit to get over there.

_{[ And he signed off, going to get his boots and make his way to the
shop as promised (along with some delicious coffee).]}

[Jude does the same, throwing on his new coat and such before heading out. He makes his way on over to the coffee shop, and once there, looks around for Kirk. He couldn't really get a good look at the small picture on the journal, so it's hard to tell who's who. And so he decides to just call out his name instead. Hopefully that works.]

Kirk? Are you here?

_{[ Kirk looked over from where he had claimed a spot by a window,
raising his hand to wave to Jude when the boy called his name. ]}

Right here. I thought I'd snag us a table before anything else. So, nice meet you again, Jude.

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