towerofanimus | 1st Constellation

Characters: Issun and ALL OF YOU!
Setting: Room 3-04, the cafeteria, then... you know, everywhere else.
Format: Action please?;
Summary: Issun wakes up etc. etc. etc. aka I am having too much fun to not intro him right now
Warnings: He's a perverted bug what do you expect - also, possible spoilers for Okami!

[Room 3-04]

Ah! C'mon, you stupid box! Open up, will ya!?

[Those passin' by his room - or if you're a very unlucky duck - may notice something off about one of the trunks in there. It's rattlin' around, like something's caught - seems Issun managed to get it open once, but can't do it a second time, and he's already inside.]

Hey! Anyone! Can anyone hear me!? I need a little help, here!

[He'll keep yelling 'till he's heard, too. Sorry.]

[Cafeteria]

[Welp. He's probably heard about the nasty ass oatmeal by now - so if you're in there for something to eat, you might notice... a bowl of the stuff, floating about half an inch off the ground.
Course, if you're smart, you'll know it's not floating on its own or anything - Issun's just a pretty strong Poncle is all!
But he is having trouble seeing where he's going... Feel free to help him, y'know. Not run into tables and chairs or anything.]

[everywhere else!!]

[The extra part!! If you want your character to notice the little guy bouncing about the tower somewhere else, be my guest! He's probably searching for a way out, or at the very least, a few familiar faces.]

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... Huh.

[So, this kid lost someone important, too. Not like he had, but still; he knows that feel.]

Must be kinda hard talkin' with me then, huh? Since I'm a lot like'em, I guess.

[He's saying he's way willing to leave you alone if you'd like, bro.]

No, not at all! [He held up his hand a bit and shook his hand, the sadness all but gone.]

I haven't seen them in many years, so time has long since healed those wounds. Although I still miss them dearly, speaking with you is much more of a happy reminder than a sad memory.

Ha, I get it. Kinda like talkin' to an old friend!

[Except he's a whole different being entirely. 8|a]

Y'know, I forgot the introductions, didn't I? The name's Issun - I'm the Celestial Envoy, and the Sun God's personal missionary!

Precisely! [And a nod. Shh it works.]

I am Fado of the Kokiri Tribe, and the Wind Sage of the Master Sword. [He bowed his head slightly.] A pleasure to meet you!

Nice to meet you, too! Should I call ya Sage Fado, then?

[Gotta show his priest bro a little respect, after all.
Except the bow thing. He'd return it, but he's so small - it's likely Fado wouldn't even see it. :|a]

[Don't worry, he probably won't take offense to that.]

Call me what you wish; though that is my title, for all formalities I have already relinquished it to another. Even if the spirit of it is never truly gone~!

Ah - you passed on your title already, huh?

[He has to do that someday - but he'll be older than dirt when that happens!]

Kinda sad, since ya look pretty young!

[It wasn't an inaccurate misconception to make, but Fado couldn't help but let out a friendly laugh.]

Though to the eye I appear as but a child, I assure you I am far older than I seem. My tribe is gifted with natural longevity, and I have been attending my duties for many, many years.

[Oh. Oh.]

So - you guys are kinda like us Poncles, then!

[Issun's probably older than anyone here, aside from Fado. Hahaha...;;]

Seems like our kinda positions need people who last a long time, huh?

[Hm, so they really were kind of like fairies! Only they couldn't fly, obviously.]

Most likely. [He affirmed with a smaller, lighter chuckle.] Oral tradition and storytelling can only go so far to preserve the proper ideas, so I suppose it's only necessary. I take it you've been working long as well?

Heh - no, actually! Just got around to acceptin' the title, back home!

It was my granpa who's been around a while, he was the Celestial Envoy before I was. And for a real long time, too.

[Old man had quite a lot in him to last so long - he's still alive and kicking, too! Stubborn old goat.]

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