voice;

[ahappylie]

Who: Okita Souji, the new kid in town, and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Golden crew
When: December 11th

Voice;
[There's a few moments of silence and low humming as the speaker figures out how this whole communicator thing works. There's a quiet "Ah!" and then the message begins. The voice is either a low pitched female or a higher pitched male, and there is little in the way of images to make it clear which is which. Fun times.]

I really wonder who would find it that fascinating to watch other people live their lives, but I suppose in space [That is still SO weird to say] you must not get a lot of other entertainments. I've read the guide on your network, buuuuut, well. It's a little dry, don't you think?

So why don't you tell me what would you say is the most important thing to know about being here? For example, this "e-lec-tri-city" thing is very useful. It's nice to be able to see so well, even if it's very, very bright all the time. And this little pocket communication thing is cute. What do you think?

Action for the SS Golden
[Once he's out from the bathroom he got locked in - thanks Handsome Jack - Okita spends some time acquainting himself with his new ship. Aka, he spends time slinking around and finding all the weird nooks and crannies in which he can hide stuff, himself, or possibly...other "stuff" in case it's necessary. Crewmates can find him anywhere on the ship wearing a white kimono and opening up vents and peering under cabinets, tapping on wall panels and trying to break into places he probably shouldn't go. All of this before he ever introduces himself, because hahaha manners.

What are those?]

Comments

[huaaaaagh]

[Why does he feel like he's suddenly made a terrible mistake?]

I don't know about trouble... though I guess it depends on who the trouble's for. Nobody would say no to you causing trouble for the Atroma.

[They're jerks anyway, no one likes them.]

[ahappylie]

[It's his survival instinct kicking in about 10 seconds too late.]

I'm not sure how to cause trouble for something I've never seen. Perhaps I should start small and work my way up.

[Small, like you, unwitting child.]

[huaaaaagh]

[Business as usual for Kirito, then.]

What, like your crewmates?

[You're not on his ship so no skin off his nose, haaaah...]

[ahappylie]

Mmm, that's one possibility.

[But why limit himself??]

Sooooo, what's your name? I'm Soujirou.

[huaaaaagh]

Ah, Kirito.

...Sorry if this is presumptuous, but are you from Japan?

[ahappylie]

[Kirito - such an interesting name. He wonders what parent would give him that name, and what kanji was used for it.]

It isn't presumptuous at all. I am from Japan. Aren't you?

[huaaaaagh]

[Joke's on you, it's all hiragana.]

Well, I am, but this place is pretty international, so I feel like it's a fair question by now. It's not really important, I was just curious.

[ahappylie]

[Goddammit... He only knows the old kana system. Curse you, modern society!!!]

Mmm...that's something I'll have to get used to as well, I guess. Until coming here, I'd never seen a foreigner before.

[huaaaaagh]

Whoa, seriously? Not even a tourist?

[ahappylie]

[He blinks and tilts his head.]

Of course not. The country has been sealed for over two hundred years and I've never been to Deshima.

[huaaaaagh]

Uh...

[That sounds

old]

What year is it?

[ahappylie]

[And his first experience with people from Japan not being from his Japan - at least, a person who wasn't also a god.]

Genji 1. Why? What year do you think it is?

[huaaaaagh]

[Genji... Genji... ahhh, how well does he remember his history lessons...]

That was, uh. 150 years ago, I think? Give or take.

[ahappylie]

[Oh good gods, what in the world. Okita stops for a moment, staring at the communicator, and then he lets out a sigh.]

So you're also from the future, then. I wonder if anyone here is from my time.

[huaaaaagh]

Dunno. There's enough people here that it's possible, but there's also so many worlds and countries to choose from. I think they like the variety.

[ahappylie]

All of these different people and times and worlds - it's really very interesting, but it does make my job a little harder.

[aka who does he tell his true name to? Who won't up and stab him in the eye when he says it??? Who knows? It's a mystery.]

[huaaaaagh]

Your job? What's that?

[How surprised will he be to hear how little stabbing actually occurs here?]

[ahappylie]

Ah... Well, I'm just a ronin to be honest. But my city is in great upheaval right now, so it's rather difficult.

[He is going to be V surprised. And a little sad. :( ]

[huaaaaagh]

Ronin, huh... so you're a samurai.

[Man, Klein would have a field day.]

[ahappylie]

Mm, yes, I suppose. Although I'm not from a very highly ranked family. I moved to the capital along with some other ronin looking for work.

[Because that was their cover story any time they were out and about. It wasn't unlikely. A lot of ronin had gathered in Kyoto hoping for something to do.]

[huaaaaagh]

[Sounds legit enough. It's not like he's the samurai expert of the group.]

What kind of work does a ronin do?

[ahappylie]

[He's both glad that his half-truths are working and a little guilty that he has to lie so much.]

Oh, just about anything. We can act as bodyguards or security, or escorts for lower lords and ladies as they walk about town. Anything where a sword would be useful.

I mostly played with the neighborhood children, and the children of the people who had taken me in.

[huaaaaagh]

Must be nice. No one carries swords nowadays, so it's a bit of a lost art. You have to be pretty versatile for a job like that, yeah?

[ahappylie]

Is it...?

[That...saddens him. He knew it had to happen, that for peace to come the sword had to be put aside, but it's just another reminder that his time has come to an end. Soon, he will be obsolete and abandoned along with his era.]

Well, I suppose, but there aren't that many real samurai around anymore. Mostly the ones who hire us just want someone to look imposing so ruffians don't bother them.

[huaaaaagh]

[it's okay, okita, you'll be dead way before the sword becomes that irrelevant!!]

Makes sense. If you can afford that kind of protection and you're not getting it anywhere else, someone with a sword is top-notch when it comes to fighting skills.

[Swordsman bias, but he won't deny that if accused.]