On the platform: Meet the new characters

[utopiamods]

For those getting off the train their first impression of rakuen will be gloomy, the sky is grey and there is a fine drizzle that soaks you before you even realise it's raining. There is a group there to meet you: on one side, four students in black and green; on the other, four in red and white. Whilst the green group are all fairly average; all teenagers, the red group are a tad more varied. One of their girls is tiny, the size of a small child, and her wings are beating patterns in the warm air.

When they notice the arrivals, one out of each group steps forward. A young man in red and white looking serious steps forward

"Can I please have your attention." He explains that they're all prefects of Rakuen, from the two battle schools on the island. Fortitude - the long haired boy and the others dressed in green - and Conquest. They all arrived just like you did, weeks or months before this.

"I know you have many questions but first please come to the person who calls your name."

He looks down on his list to double check "For Conquest Apollo Justice and Naesala."

Comments

[notabunnylawyer]

"Yes, really." His reply is a little sarcastic, and Apollo's not convinced that the other man was completely okay ... but if he did collapse again, he's sure he could get someone on the platform to help carry him to a doctor. Keeping that in mind kept him calmer, just a little jittery still thanks to the scare.

They had came to the same conclusion on the cause, at least, which is enough to reassure Apollo that he's not being too paranoid here. After all, what else could it possibly be? Apollo pauses for a moment to think, his arms crossed with a finger pressed against his forehead. Details were important, but despite his eye for them, he just couldn't think of anything that stood out in particular.

"Do you mean other than just being here? ... I wasn't going to take a trip... at least, I don't think I was. I don't remember getting on the train, and the train looks too old to even be something from L.A. And I..."

Apollo's sure he had some sort of dream while he'd been sleeping on the train, but it was far too hazy and indistinct for him to recall. But there was something else, too, and he glanced at the bracelet on his wrist before looking back to Naesala. It was just... a little odd that his bracelet hadn't responded to anything here yet. That must've meant that what he was being told really was true, which was almost more outrageous than being told them in the first place.

"... I guess the strange part is how we could've ended up here at all."

[shadowofthesky]

If Naesala were a kinder man, he would have apologized for startling Apollo... or at least thanked him for his concern. Unfortunately, the crow had grown accustomed to being abrasive and conceited over the last few decades thanks to the circumstances of his rule. Even if it was a facade, the personality had stuck like a terrible habit and it was hard to discard it now, especially when faced with strangers in foreign environments.

Assuming L.A. to mean a location Apollo's word, Naesala took more interest in the fact that he could identify the box that had transported them here. As his world held no such contraptions, was it safe to say that this world was more similar to Apollo's? If it was, then there was suddenly a very obvious benefit to staying by the human's side...

"Is it strange? Magic is a powerful tool, after all." He insisted, wondering why Apollo had such a hard time accepting the idea that they may have been hit with two successive spells in a row. Sleep and teleport were very capable of managing this task, as the Black Knight had proven repeatedly. Or he would have if he had needed the sleep staff to coerce anyone into coming with him.

[notabunnylawyer]

"Uh, yes? You can't call something a tool when it doesn't exist."

This just kept getting weirder and weirder. Weren't mysterious kidnappings and winged guys enough for this place, without the suggestion of magic being involved? Just thinking about it was threatening to give Apollo a headache. There just had to be a better explanation for it all, because then - then it'd be possible to trace those steps backwards and go home. How could you do that with a concept like magic?

"You weren't talking about stage magic, were you? Or is it an expression? Like, 'hah, that was so inexplicable it's magic!'"

[shadowofthesky]

Arching one perfect eyebrow at Apollo's question, Naesala was very quiet for a moment as he allowed his reproachful look to sink into the human's mind. Then, only when he was certain the lawyer had been adequately reprimanded with the look, did he speak. Stage magic indeed.

"May I assume from your repeated denial that your world does not have such a thing?" He asked politely, his tone just shy of mocking. He was honestly trying to keep his impolite attitude in check, but there was just something so hard about it around Apollo.

[notabunnylawyer]

... Oh, great. Now Naesala was giving him a look that echoed the same one Mr. Gavin would give him when Apollo said something a little too stupid. It was an uncomfortable enough thought, but this time his stubbornness was keeping him from giving in. Apollo knew he was right!... even if there was a nagging at the back of his mind reminding him that there were too many odd events going on for him to discount anything so easily.

"Of course we don't! The fake stuff, sure, my assistant does that, but what you're talking about is impossible." Apollo hesitated just a moment before making a vague gesture at him, "I know you have the, uh, wings, but there's got to be a good evolutionary reason for that."

[shadowofthesky]

"Such as?" He was beginning to find himself amused by Apollo's stubbornness in the face of what could only be considered as solid proof to the contrary. "Are you about to suggest my people grew from a flock of sparrows and pigeons?" He added, voice holding a mocking bite to it as he shifted into a more comfortable stance and placed his hand on his hip.

All joking aside, he resisted the urge to run his hands down his sides just to make sure everything was still in place. He couldn't lose the sensation that something had just gone horribly amiss with his body. That he was speaking in light tones, however, was merely an act of covering up his true emotions. Something that was only habit now, like so many unnecessary things.

[notabunnylawyer]

"I..." That didn't sound nearly as bad as the fact that humans descended from chimps, but that tone Naesala's got now keeps him from saying anything further. It really wasn't Apollo's intention to insult the guy, but without that warning he might've gone ahead and done it anyway. Was there anything the laguz wouldn't be touchy over?

- No, that was a stupid question. After collapsing like he had earlier, was it any wonder? Apollo might not have the benefit of his bracelet, but he'd always been naturally observant. It was making himself step back to look at the bigger picture that was a little harder.

"... This isn't the best place to be discussing this," Apollo said finally, looking away from him with a slight frown. "If you think it's magic, fine. We can't know for sure anyway without solid proof."