Shop Visits! (Open post!)

[foundfate]

[Maybe you stumbled upon the front gate to a strange house while walking in your neighborhood. Maybe you found it nestled between skyscrapers in a downtown area. Or maybe you didn't stumble across it at all, and instead fell into the backyard or something. The way you got there matters little. What really counts is that you're there for one reason: a wish.

A want. A desire. Something you can't get on your own. Something you want so badly that you would do anything to get it.

Well, you've come to the right place.

There's plenty to see in the house. The foyer is nice, and the kitchen is well-stocked. There's several other rooms as well: a sitting room, a dining room, a couple bedrooms for the people who wander upstairs to look, and a rather luxurious bathroom too. Several rooms open to the outside as well, so it's easy to come inside by many different paths.

But ultimately, you will end up face-to-face with a screen that opens into a room with a table and two chairs which overlooks the backyard.

And in that room, you will find the shopkeeper.]



[What happens now? Well, that's up to you, isn't it?]

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[function]

[ whenever 2b suddenly regains consciousness, it's usually within her room on the bunker, lying on her back as she readjusts herself to the familiar settings. it's usually the sleek white walls that confirm her surroundings; the cold and rigid uniformity of androids' rooms is oddly, paradoxically comforting.

that's normal. this isn't.

she wakes up in the backyard to something that is the complete opposite of everything she has ever known. the landscape is too pristine; the buildings are in perfect shape; humanity is present.

she doesn't care for the eccentricities of the house she feels compelled to enter. no, she heads straight for the room her sensors are picking up an organic life reading from, and draws her sword as she slides the frame open. ]

Explain yourself.

[foundfate]

[Watanuki glances up to the woman standing there, sword drawn.

He glances down to the tea he was preparing before he got so rudely interrupted.

Then he looks back to the woman again.]

Would you like some tea?

[As if that's an explanation.]

[function]

[ she stares him down, gaze unwavering (which is kind of hard to tell, given her visor). she tightens her grip around the sword's hilt. despite her threatening stance, her voice is even and calm. ]

I don't want to ask again.

[foundfate]

[Ah. She's one of those types.]

Well currently I am making tea, because I am expecting a guest. And since you have arrived, I would guess that you are the guest I am waiting for.

[He indicates to the chair nearby.]

You may have a seat, if you like.

[function]

[ he may as well have not even pointed out the chair, because she's not moving. ]

What do you mean, expecting me? You didn't bring me here?

[foundfate]

Well no, everyone who comes here walks in on their own two feet. Or teleports in, sometimes.

[function]

...none of this is making sense.

You still haven't told me who you are.