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Montblanc ([personal profile] lookouthalifax) wrote in [community profile] rakuen2011-02-09 08:45 pm

Mission 1: Explorations

Characters: Montblanc, everyone else you know. if you want.
Format: Anything up to and including indecipherable grunts.
This log is: Wide open!
Location: Anywhere. Well, probably not any dorms but the Red one, but he's a busy guy! He'll at least glance at everything. Backdated to the first day.
Summary: Montblanc explores! The first thing you do when you're in unfamiliar territory is to learn what's what. Or what's where, actually. The point is, Montblanc has is going to be having a good time doing everything from figuring out how to use computers (NOT LIKELY TO WORK) to reaching the end of the sea wall.
Warnings: Kupokupo!
He had prepared an itinerary as soon as he saw a map of the grounds, and was following it determinedly. He explored the entrance area first, slipping unobtrusively--as unobtrusively as a moogle in a human world could--through the strange halls to see if he couldn't get a little more information about the game and, more importantly, how he could escape it. He couldn't recall why, but he was sure that his clan needed him... for some reason. It upset him that he couldn't remember what was happening, but it just meant that he had to get home even faster.

His next stops were the two school buildings and the recreation centre, where he had been shooed away from the library and the pool. Apparently unclaimed weapons weren't allowed to access them. That left the computer room. He gave it a shot with the same determination that had made him a Clan Leader. This was just a different kind of challenge that he could handle, right? Weren't moogles the most technological race in Ivalice? Of course they were. No problem!

He eventually managed to turn one on.

He was frustrated by both the main hall and the mysterious building nearby. While he could explore the first floor of the central building, the rest of it as well as its neighbour were blocked off. There had to be a way to access them, but when no options presented themselves, he was forced to move on.

The forest was his next adventure. He walked along the wall at first to keep from getting lost, but eventually he gathered the will to venture into the forest proper. It felt larger and lonlier than it actually was. Usually, the moogle would be travelling with at least a few others for protection in the monster-infested forests of Ivalice, but they were all back home. Hopefully safe. He lost himself in his thoughts as he wandered, only snapping out of it when he reached the edge of the forest near the ocean. He finally ventured out to the end of the sea wall. He sat for quite some time, deep in thought about the clan he had left behind.
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[personal profile] wasabisandwiches 2011-02-10 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Cécile had much the same idea, in terms of exploration. She'd read the entire Exaclan manual first thing, of course, and had multiple chats to catch up with people she knew, but now was the time for some hands on learning. She hadn't learned how to build her first Knightmare Frame by sitting back, reading manuals and watching, had she? No, she'd gone right out and started dismantling one and wound up grounded for three weeks because of it, but she learned quite a lot about how it worked!

She rather hoped that this expedition would lack the same punishment at the end. This place already felt distinctly enough like punishment, with the rules and regulations that seemed geared towards de-humanizing some of the entrants...

It was a sobering thought. The people that ran this place, what regard for freedom did they have? What regard for a person's own will? It seemed like they didn't even consider Weapons fully human, particularly the unclaimed ones...

Sighing, Cécile continued on her trek through the forest. It wouldn't do any good to concentrate on those things now. Now was the time for information gathering.

Crunching the foliage underfoot, she made sure to stay where she could see the sun through the tops of the trees, not fancying getting lost, even with the map she'd committed to memory. She stopped when she reached the edge of the forest, feeling distinctly satisfied with herself.
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[personal profile] wasabisandwiches 2011-02-13 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
Cécile blinked at him, holding her hand back up in response. "Not yet! I did get lost for a little bit," she offered, cheerfully. "Thankfully the forest isn't that large." It would have been distinctly terrible if she'd gotten lost in the forest for any real length of time; after all, there were things to do, manuals to read...
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[personal profile] discarded 2011-02-10 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Miwako was sitting in the courtyard reading through her Exaclan manual. It was all so confusing to her; what kind of school would come up with a game like this? And why?

When she heard someone wandering by, she looked up. And then blinked and looked again. What kind of animal was that?
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[personal profile] discarded 2011-02-11 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Erm... n-no, there aren't," she replied incredulously. It could talk. No cat or rabbit she'd ever seen could speak Japanese. This was so bizarre. "I've never heard that word. Um, sorry."
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"Um-- It's... nice to meet you." She bowed back; she was so awed by the creature that she just fell back into natural reactions. "I'm Miwako Ihara of, um, Tokyo."
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[personal profile] discarded 2011-02-11 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, sort of," she replied, wondering inwardly at the things he was saying. Ivalice? Kupo? "I mean... this school is very much like the school I went to, except for, um, the fighting, and the memory erasure, and us not being allowed to go home... The class structure is similar, though, I mean." It had made sense as she thought the words, but now that they were out of her mouth she worried that they were actually ridiculous.
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[personal profile] loyal_liar 2011-02-10 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Lyra followed the little creature. It was cute, and she was curious not to mention rather bored. Besides, maybe he'd be willing to be her next weapon!
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[personal profile] loyal_liar 2011-02-11 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
Lyra just stared down at the little creature and tilted her head.

"Kupo?" She echoed.
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[personal profile] loyal_liar 2011-02-11 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
"What are you?" Lyra asked, kneeling down to get a better look at this funny little creature, pushing some hair out of her face.
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[personal profile] loyal_liar 2011-02-11 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
Clans? Well, the only clans Lyra knew of were clans of witches, but she supposed it might be something similar.

"I'm Lyra Silvertongue!" She told the Moogle, before looking at his pompom. It would be rude to try to touch it, she reminded herself.

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[personal profile] brokencrane 2011-02-12 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Yuka was out for a walk, trying to familiarize herself with the layout of the grounds; it wouldn't be good to get lost here. She hadn't planned to spend very long in the forest, but she'd found a clearing with a little pavilion in the middle of it, and it looked like a nice quiet place to spend some time later, so she'd decided to explore the surroundings a little more.

She spotted the strange creature a little ways from the clearing. What was that? It certainly didn't look human, but it was wearing clothes and walking around like a person would... "Um, excuse me--"
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[personal profile] brokencrane 2011-02-12 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
She blinked in surprise; it could talk too, then. "Hello." How to ask...it would sound terribly rude no matter what, but it was just so strange. "Um, I'm sorry for being rude, but...what are you?"
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[personal profile] brokencrane 2011-02-12 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
A...moogle? Well, in hindsight, it wasn't very likely she would've understand any answer he gave her. "My name is Yuka Osada. Nice to meet you, Montblanc-san," she said, giving him a small bow. "Do they have a lot of...moogles where you're from, then?"
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[personal profile] brokencrane 2011-02-13 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
"I see." She'd never heard of Ivalice before; she was still having a hard time wrapping her head around this whole "different worlds" idea.

Then his question hit her. "Um...mostly..." She probably shouldn't mention the Orphenochs. Most people from her...world didn't even know about them, and they were basically monsters, weren't they. She couldn't transform at this place anyway, so there wasn't any reason anyone had to know, right?

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