[ota] it's time to move on, time to get goin'

[planetary_bonds]

Who: Yusei Fudo (planetary_bonds) & Genjo Sanzo (smithandwesson) & you!
What: the saga of yusei's move to wyver and other catchalls for january
When: from right after the gala up to the first week of january
Where: olympia, wyver, and the woods in between
Warning(s): yusei's naked in the last prompt. nothing sexual, but it happens.



[a. wyver scum] - olympia business district

[Something doesn't feel right here. He can't quite put his finger on it, but he's starting to feel more and more uncomfortable walking the streets of Olympia. At first, he thinks it's the excessive decoration that was put up for the gala still lending a rather austere air to the whole place, but even after that starts being taken down he feels on edge. Like he's being eyed with disdain.

Catching some dirty looks from people who think he can't spot them makes him realize that it feels like being in Neo Domino City all over again, where the mere glimpse of his marker alerted them to his being from Satellite and left them free to eye him with all their scorn. The feeling of being judged and reviled, through no fault of his own...

His feeling is only confirmed when he's found trying to negotiate with a vendor who had received his repairing services just last week. Said vendor is being ambivalent about the whole thing, at first responding to Yusei like he's merely making a joke, then pretending to not recognize him. Yusei watches said vendor's eyes slowly harden as the conversation turned haggling turned argument drags on, until they eventually spew a harsh insult, demanding for Yusei to leave at once before they call the guard.

Yusei glances around, spots other people all looking at him that same way, with that same thinly veiled dislike, as if he's tainted, unclean, a nuisance to be swept away and forgotten. He grits his teeth, scowls, then slowly walks away, murmuring to himself.]

What's...going on...?

[He's unaware that this whole thing is simply due to wearing Wyver's pin at the gala, even if he barely competed in the competition itself. Such a minor thing doesn't even enter his mind - he barely remembers such a small detail.]

[b. up and at 'em, time to go] - olympia residential district

[When he does figure out that his less than positive reception from natives is from such a simple thing, he can't help but question the mindset of the average Olympian citizen. Receiving a survey causes him to toss the paper in the bin with disgust - it's nothing but one-sided propaganda when one reads between the lines, almost daring citizens to think of Wyver with antagonistic feelings while bringing up Olympian pride. It only cements the feeling he'd had that started a long time ago when touring Wyver for the first time - this place, as hospitable as it had been at first, felt far too much like Neo Domino City. Maybe now would be a good time to make good on his promise to Sanzo - he feels bad about leaving in the middle of repairs, but at this point the citizens are nearly done, and they won't take his help anyway...

There wasn't much in his apartment to begin with after Sanzo had left, but he still takes the time to pack up what little personal effects had been left behind by the monk during his frantic escape, as well as the small cache of tools and parts he'd acquired over his time in Olympia. Even with how little was left in the apartment, however, it still takes time to load the half-completed rickshaw-motorcycle, especially when he has to fill the spare gallons of water he's carrying for the journey. It's quite the sight, honestly, watching Yusei pack up, and it's actually got some local citizens glancing aside curiously.]

[c. over the river and through the woods] - south outpost and the surrounding area

[Honestly, the journey goes smoother than imagined. Yusei thought that being incomplete and powered by steam, the bike would have some difficulty handling the journey to Wyver. But going through the South Outpost (and he can't help but feel a little bitter passing by it, when just a week or so before a celebration of unity had been held right in this spot) means he has smoother roads to follow, and other than some side-eyeing by the local guards he hasn't had much trouble.

Honestly, the only real problem is that he has to refill the tanks more often than he's used to,
steam power really doesn't allow for long distance travel, and so every five or ten miles he has to stall the engine and get out to grab one of his spare water tanks...and find them frozen. Great.

Maybe travelling through the countryside during such bitterly cold weather wasn't the best of ideas, Yusei thinks ruefully. At least he's getting better at making fires, though. Anyone passing by on their own quest might be grateful to stop for a brief moment of warmth.]

[d. naked as a new year's babe] - wyver

[The weather is significantly warmer in Wyver (at least during the day), compared to Olympia and even his increasingly warm journey down past the South Outpost. Yusei's been finding himself grateful for this recently, especially as of now. Why?

Because he's strutting around naked in the closest thing Wyver has to a public town square.

Granted, strutting is exaggerating things a bit...but it's definitely not overstating the truth to say that he's in the buff (and...quite buff, actually), carrying nothing on him but a rather large sign.]

I AM AN OVERLY OPTIMISTIC LITTLE MAN-BABY WHO THINKS PEOPLE ARE PERFECT AND INCAPABLE OF MAKING MISTAKES. FEEL FREE TO POINT AND LAUGH.

[It's definitely an...attention getting sign. Judging by the deadpan expression on his face, he's not particularly happy to be holding it, either. Whether he's actually walking around or sitting crosslegged in the middle of the square, he's definitely giving people quite the eyeful, and explaining his predicament to the locals gets him...surprisingly, not scorn, but amusement. After all, this all happened because he lost a bet regarding the nature of humanity, and anything that affirms the idea that Olympia isn't to be trusted can only be a good thing, right? Great first impression to be making on the locals, Yusei.

Some of the locals seem to even be congratulating an odd-looking monk that's observing the shenanigans nearby and - aha. Of course. To those who know him, finding out that Sanzo may just be involved in this wouldn't be much of a surprise.]

Comments

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[eaudevamp]

[ As aloof as Reign may appear to be, he too was starting to sense the veiled tension underneath all the Olympian hospitality in regards to their neighbour Wyver. However, most of the time those small occurrences flew over his head, since he wasn't the recipient of such looks. And he had seen the way some of the Olympian citizens looked at a few of the refugees, even explicitly refusing to do business with them.

Reign didn't quite understand what made the citizens of Olympia react in such a manner, since the refugees weren't Wyverns. But his attention was taken by the sight of a strange looking vehicle, and a closer look had him spotting a familiar face. ]

Yusei! This is quite a lot of things you're packing. Where are you going?

[planetary_bonds]

[Yusei grunts as he hefts a small pack full of all the leftover food in the house. It's only after lowering it into the back of the bike that he spots Reign, and he looks somewhat startled at being addressed.]

Reign...

[He blinks bemusedly, then his expression slowly returns to its normal stoic demeanor.]

I'm heading out to Wyver.

[eaudevamp]

[ It certainly looked like Yusei was moving, but where to? And the change of expression on Yusei's face didn't bode well for Reign.

He blinked in surprise, eyes narrowing slightly in confusion. ]

What? Why? Isn't it too hot to live there?

[ Not that he was going to stop Yusei or anything, but he was genuinely curious. ]

[planetary_bonds]

[Yusei smiles wryly.]

If it was too hot to live there, there wouldn't be a town there, ah?

[yusei.]

Honestly, it's because I made a promise to someone, so...

[eaudevamp]

Ah, well, that's true.

[ And now that got him really curious. ]

What kind of promise, if you don't mind me asking. [ His expression then took on a leering grin, and he playfully elbow nudged Yusei, winking. ] A special someone?

[planetary_bonds]

[The significance of "special" someone flies completely over his head. Ah, the joys of being an oblivious protagonist type.]

Special...? I suppose so...

[He smiles a little fondly, at that. Being one of the first people he properly bonded with and being sort of an elder adult figure in the strange new life he's building here means Sanzo is special, right?]

It's mostly because they can't really come back to Olympia now, at least not with the way things are.

[eaudevamp]

[ It seemed that both their definition of "special" was quite different, though no less similar in some manner. Seeing Yusei with that kind of smile was a rare sight, making the man look... kinder. Less stoic. ]

How so? Have they done something to anger the people of Olympia? Are they a refugee too?

D because obviously! (Open to threadjacking if anyone wants to give Sanzo their opinion on this)

[smithandwesson]

[Sanzo, on the other hand, seemed to being enjoying his own cozy spot on a near by bench. Watching the festivities with interest and Yusei strutted to the fullest extent he could in his birthday suit. If anything this was quite the way to start the day.

It also helped that he was enjoying quite the meal during all this. A platter of grilled meat and a large bowl of noodles placed in front of him, he looked as content and happy as Genjyo Sanzo was capable of looking.]

Oy! Why don't you dance for the crowd, brat? Standing there is putting your charming audience to sleep!

[And with that he reaches into his robe, pulling out a squeeze bottle of mayonnaise and applying it to the stew.]

[planetary_bonds]

[You'd better be enjoying that meal, Yusei shelled out some good silver for that. >/ And there's still dinner after this...

Yusei doesn't roll his eyes, but only because he's not that kind of person. Instead, he slings the sign over his shoulder in a subtle show of posing and does his best to ignore the early morning chill (he knew he'd be missing it in a few hours, anyway, once the day really started heating up).]

You sure you want that? My price is rather high...

[Your price is free, Yusei, and you know it. you slut. ]

[smithandwesson]

So you say. Let's say, you dance around and I'll reduce the time-frame of your display by a half an hour hm?

[Sanzo stop. Sanzo this is ridiculous. Why do you get so much joy out of picking in this shonen protagonist? Your series was once considered a shonen series way back in the day you know...]

And if you sing I'll get you a chocolate milk or something after all is said and done.

[He still has some of that root that was used for the hot chocolates during the winter gala.]

[planetary_bonds]

Mmn...

[Yusei actually makes a show of thinking about it, even tapping the sign against his shoulder while he mentally debates it.]

I think...I'll pass. I'm a lousy dancer, you know, so even that alluring price isn't enough to tempt me.

[smithandwesson]

Fine then. Guess you wont get any of that Rohcea Root after all.

[He'll just casually drink it in front of you and make a big deal about how delicious it is later.]

Chilly weather we're having today huh?

[Lets start some small talk shall we?]

[planetary_bonds]

[And you'll make him buy you another jug of it when he buys your dinner, won't you, old man?]

A bit.

[oh. small talk, huh? he can do small talk. kind of.]

I hear winter usually settles in for good after the holidays. You think that's proving to be true, then?

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[poolhall_killer]

[Venom had been strolling through the district, keeping to himself as always, examining the day's harvest. But it seems there's never a dull moment here as he spots people staring and the argument. Little details like the staring tend to catch his attention as he's trained to seek out hidden openings and dangers, but the subject is what really reels him in.

Why Yusei of all people?

He walks up, nudging the glaring people out of his way.]

Is something a matter?

[His voice is soft as he approaches his friend, keeping a watchful eye on the people around them.]

[planetary_bonds]

Yes.

[Yusei responds automatically, expressing his own frustration at the situation without thinking.

Then he remembers how that question was usually the prelude to Security trying to think up an excuse to cart someone off, and he stiffens.] No.

[It takes him a few seconds to remember that he's not back in Satellite again. Blinking confusedly, he glances one last time at the vendor before turning around, finally registering just who it was that addressed him.

His expression relaxes somewhat.] Venom. I... [A shake of the head.] Sorry. It's nothing.

[Is it? Is it really?]

[poolhall_killer]

[Something's wrong, but Venom doesn't want to make a fuss out of it in front of all these people. They seem to be more amiable towards the former assassin, but he's more concerned about his friend.]

Let's get you to somewhere with fewer people. I'll buy you some tea or coffee.

[He doesn't like the current atmosphere and doesn't believe it's just "nothing".]

[planetary_bonds]

No, that's not necessary, but...

[Yusei, shut up and take the offer of coffee. He does come closer to Venom, though, so they can at least talk properly.]

I think I should just...go. [Before things get more tense.]

[poolhall_killer]

Follow me.

[He won't let anyone come near Yusei as he leads him to one of his local coffee and tea houses. Their usual greeting suddenly feels more forced when they see Venom's friend, but they still put on a cordial air.]

My usual, please. And anything he wants.

[Venom steps back so Yusei can order, keeping a close eye on the entire situation.]

[planetary_bonds]

I - [There he goes.] Alright.

[Yusei's face settles into his usual glaring expression once he feels the demeanor in the tea house shift. He can't let them see that he's annoyed (hurt?) by this suddenly cool behavior, he can't. But he doesn't want to be staring them down longer than necessary, so he just makes the order as short as possible.]

Just a glass of milk is fine.

[it's not like he's hungry, anyway.]

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[abyssalflame]

[Warmer though it may be, Sid still feels significantly more comfortable when his body is covered. He's without his armor this day, but does have a hooded cloak on over his clothes as he does his various daily errands. He's in the midst of contemplating stopping for food when--

Oh.

Admittedly, he can't stop himself from staring and having to collect his jaw from hanging open with one hand, a little taken aback by the sight on principle. What kind of fool would purposely...?

And then he reads the sign, and it all makes sense. He approaches, setting his weight to one side and crossing his arms.]

Who put you up to a task like this?

[planetary_bonds]

[Judging by how blankly Yusei stares at Sid without the slightest hint of embarrassment (at least externally), he seems to have gotten this question a lot.

A Whole Lot.]

I lost a bet.

[That somehow manages to explain nothing at all and yet it explains everything.]

[abyssalflame]

[Sid gives Yusei a long, long look.

Then he removes his cloak and tosses it gracelessly over his head. His brow furrows, and he glances aside, seemingly as a courtesy.]

If you need someone to pick a fight in your stead, say the word. For the moment, do me a favor and cover that.

[planetary_bonds]

[Yusei doesn't quite wrap it completely over himself at first, but he does smile a little awkwardly at the gesture. Thanks, but he doesn't plan on keeping it.]

It's nothing out of maliciousness. [Or, well...] Or, I suppose it was at first, but now...

[abyssalflame]

Don't tell me you've grown attached to the idea of running around naked as your nameday in a public forum, never mind the incriminating sign.

[He squints. If it started as malice, what changed, then?]

..."Perfect and incapable of making mistakes", is it?

[planetary_bonds]

Fortunately, no.

[Yusei glances up at the sign, shrugging.]

...Basically, we bet on whether our arrival to this world would cause a mess or not.

[It's...a little more complicated than that, but that's one way to put it.]