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Logs for October

Who; Caelan and you!
What; Phone troubles, pillow forts, discussions on the weird goings on, and a seal in the tub
Where; Red building, and the docks.
When; End of September / Early October
Warnings; Mentions of nudity (Not descriptive, shape changing just doesn’t work with clothes), references to alcohol abuse (marked in thread with Nida), references to suicide (marked in thread with Nida)

What Do You Mean It’s Not Water Proof?

Caelan was experiencing some very obvious levels of confusion and frustration as he wandered up from the docks post swim that evening. His hair was still dripping and damp as he walked, eyes glued to the tell-phone that was looking rather... Less functional than it was meant to be. He hadn’t even bothered to button his shirt all the way, after the damn thing slipped out of his pockets and into the water when he was getting himself dressed and presentable by human standards.

At first, he’d only been annoyed because he’d had to stop what he was doing to fish it out of the water. Now he was doubly annoyed because the screen wasn’t lighting up. It was like the damn thing didn’t have any life in it...

Weird and very inconvenient if he had anything to say on the matter.

Which he was... At length, muttering under his breath and his accent growing a touch stronger than usual as he forgot himself. “The bleedin’ hell kind of joke is this? Really? Give the man who spends copious amounts of time near the water something that up and dies just because it gets a little wet. Can’t handle your drink at all, can yah? You finicky little box of nonsense.”

Speaking of a drink, he had a feeling he was going to need one very soon. Between that weird energy pulse a while back, the nightmares and now this? He was willing to admit he might need several.

A Fortress Fit for a Princess

Caelan wasn’t asleep when a mist slipped under his doorway, he’d come to expect at least one interruption a night since a few prior when something exploded somewhere and released a shockwave of mysterious energy. It had upset a whole lot of people (him included, for all he said he wasn’t bothered). Holly had become the most frequent guest, especially when the nightmares had begun.

Tonight he was ready though, and hoping to get the kid to talk a little more rather than the sullen insistence that she was completely fine and whatever other absurd excuses she came up with for her visit that night. Because honestly, she wasn’t the only one having nightmares, and he was starting to worry more about what they actually might have meant.

Hard to tell though if there were any connections or similarities if you weren’t talking.

Thus, tonight he was more than prepared for the visit. The living room space in his apartment had been entirely disrupted, cushions and pillows moved to the floor along with some of the chairs from the dining area, the sheets from his room and the pillows for good measure. All because he’d gotten it in his head that he was going to try one of those ‘Pillow Fort’ things that Holly had mentioned once or twice in one of her super-fact-filled-rambles.

When Holly materialized into a solid form again, she would be greeted by the sight of a very large, very chaotic looking fortress of pillows and blankets. If she ate food, there would have been all manner of sweets and snacks. Unfortunately, as happy as he was to make sure she could feed safely, he wasn’t confident in grabbing a random person off the street for her to snack on.

Someone would be bound to ask questions if they saw him lugging an unconscious body up and down the stairs... right?

So... No snacks, only a structure that was only slightly stable, but magnificent to behold (in his personal opinion).

Splish-splash

If there were any human creation that Caelan favoured over any other (aside from motor cars, they were fun) it was most decidedly the bathtub. A place to soak and relax at the end of a long day? A place where you could safely just splash around or doze off for a little nap without worrying about a predator?

It was brilliant. A private bath was practically a requirement when he was staying somewhere on a job. It wasn’t a replacement for the ocean by any means though, it did little to quiet the call in the back of his mind. It was, however, the nicest substitute on days when the call wasn’t loud, and he couldn’t be fussed with sneaking down to the shore.

Even the Lighthouse he’d purchased had a nice one installed, despite the fact that the ocean was just down the cliff side.

So after he’d finished a day busking in the market he hadn’t taken long to run a nice hot bath, grabbed his pelt, and slipped into the water like the delighted seal he was. It wasn’t as though he didn’t have the time, he wasn’t expecting any company for a while yet. Usually his visitors tended to show up slightly later.

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... Oh he noticed that lowered gaze... Interesting. The aspects did seem to be revered in almost the sense that deities were, but at the end of the day they were still a couple of jerks who yanked a bunch of people from their homes and lives without permission. Considering one of the main aspects of what Caelan did in his own world? They would get very little respect from him, and just a polite false mask while he tried to figure out what he could get away with.

He focused on the question though, because Yuki had phrased it with genuine curiosity rather than be rude and mocking over it like some people might have.

“No, the most we got are these... things fixed to wires. Stationary, and someone has to direct the calls remotely from one line to another.” He responded with a little shake of his head, he still preferred a proper enchantment. Though the sort the fae used were definitely better than the ones that they’d first been given here, conversations could be made private, where the crystals here hadn’t been able to.

He could tell the admission was a bit surprising for Yuki though, so he grinned with a theatrically wide shrug. “Now that’s not to say there wont be things like this in my world at some point. From what I’ve been told since arriving, I’m from ‘the olden times’ as one of the younger arrivals so eloquently put it. I would argue that means I’m less displaced in time than many of the rest of you when one compares my world to this one, but behind by comparison when you factor in technology.”

Grinning a bit, he released Yuki’s hand with a nod. “Pleasure to meet you then, Yuki. You can call me Caelan.”

A curious look was Caelan's answer as he tried to picture what it was that the man was talking about. It almost sounded something like a switchboard operation but he wasn't going to inquire further than he already had. Not everywhere had the same sort of technology he supposed and what he'd learned was good enough.

Yuki gave a small smile at the 'olden times' because as far as he could tell, this whole place was loaded with that from the clothing to the mannerisms to the transportation. Somehow with all of that it was odd to see tell phones, or something regarding cellphones. And if this meant Caelan wasn't as displaced as it seemed, so much the better.

The grey head gave a little nod as he pulled his hand back, still unused to such a gesture. "It's nice to meet you Caelan. I hope we're not stuck in this place for too long."

So much better for him, aside from the Aspects throwing a new piece of technology at him without even explaining their shortcomings or asking if he wanted it. Not surprising, all things considered. It’s not as though they’d been asked politely if they wanted to join in on all this malarkey. “You and I both, Yuki. I’m sure we all have plenty of important business to be getting back to.”

He knew he did, by Oberon’s foot the others were either making an absolute mess of his lighthouse or they were panicking about his disappearance from a very large scale heist... Actually after so many months? It was probably a little of both, with an inward wince he shuffled the thought to the back of his mind.

“I’m guessing you’re from a more futuristic time? At least if you know all about tell-phones you must be.” He asked, finally setting to putting himself properly to rights. Buttoning up his shirt and fussing with pinning up his damp tangled hair. Caelan was a sociable sort, and he figured he might as well try to make a little more conversation with Yuki. He’d been helpful, and it wasn’t like they had anywhere else pressing to be. At least he presumed Yuki didn’t at the moment.

A small smile appeared on Yuki's face as he nodded slowly to the point about important business..he had a date of sorts. His curse had broken, the spirit of the rat had left him and he'd put his hand up over his mouth to try to not cry in front of Machi. The next thing he knew, he was here. And really this place was backwards for him anyway in a lot of ways though he was free of the other Sohmas in a sense which was part of what college had been for. But in this place there were foods that he'd never even heard of back home which seemed to be mainstays here and he had no idea what to make of all of it.

The question about time was odd, but then again so was this place and the small smile faded. "I'm pretty sure most people that arrive here are." Well, except the townsfolk, they seemed perfectly happy here. And while he wondered how long they would be here, he wondered too what to do with himself during this..well whatever it was. It couldn't rightly be called a vacation or anything. And it seemed to be pretty inconvenient to more people than just him.

He had been planning on going to college..but now he was more worried about survival than anything else.

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“You’re probably right. Even those from worlds with magic still seem to be far ahead in the technology department.” Caelan responded with a curious little tilt of his head. “Makes you wonder if they don’t want to both rebuild and advance their world a little more than it was.” He was absolutely felt like the odd one out sometimes, always having to question random words or items. Magic was easy for him to grasp, but the rest of it wasn’t so simple.

It was more food for thought though, but the sort to go over later. This young man certainly seemed like he had enough to think about. Somewhat calmed from his earlier annoyance, he did have to wonder... “What brings you down to this part of the city though, Yuki. If you don’t mind my asking? The crowd down here tends to be a little more inclined towards the unsavoury at this hour.”

Not that he counted himself in that category, not entirely. He was a thief, but one with strict principles as well, and one with a tie to the ocean. So... He had his reasons. Wasn’t his fault the ocean started yelling at him in his head to visit now and again, he was what he was.

Grey eyes looked down at the ground with the mention of magic. The only 'magic' in his world that he knew of consisted of turning into a rat, which had ended back where he was from. Out of habit he avoided crashing into any females as per the old rules. He figured once the curse had broken it was over and done with permanently. But there was never any rule as to what would happen in another world entirely. It made him wonder about if he could communicate with rats though and no he wasn't about to even think about trying it.

The grey head came back up at the question about being in this particular part of the city and he shrugged as if it didn't bother him to be in a place that wasn't so nice. "The map I saw seemed a little outdated so I came out to take a look around."

He'd been wondering about schools here and hadn't seen anything as of yet which was somewhat disappointing. Didn't the children go to school here at all? And he had been about to go back but then the whole phone thing came up.

Ah, now there was something he’d definitely need to help with. Yuna did say they were there to help everyone, after all! “Yeah, the city maps are lacking, but we’ve got updated ones at the gullwings office. I and a few others have been working on them for about a month now.” He responded, gesturing with a sweeping gesture at the world around. “I’m just finishing up a matching one for the sewer system to give out with it.”

The sewers had taken the longest, but not many seemed keen to explore around down there as of yet. Too many unpleasantries hiding in them, so it wasn’t the easy escape route or great shortcut that Caelan had hoped when he gone looking for information on them. “I can get you a proper map if ya like, we’ve been making enough copies for those who need them.”

Now that was a word he'd never heard before spoken here. "I'm sorry, you said Gullwings office?" What were the Gullwings? But that didn't get his attention long as Caelan said that he'd been working on maps and that they needed updated. If that was true and they were being updated, he had to ask.

"Do the new maps point out where the schools are located?" Education was very important to this kid and even if there were kids to tutor, that would be helpful too he supposed. And while he had no idea about the sewers because those to him would be a bit more dangerous than this place, the grey head nodded.

"An updated map would definitely be helpful, thank you."

“Yeah, led by a lovely woman named Yuna. We’re a...” He hummed a few notes, trying to think of how to describe them properly. “We’re a group that does a variety of things? Exploring, helping out townsfolk, investigating this place and other such things. A little of everything, I guess.”

The question about schools did make the selkie stop, if only because he wasn’t entirely sure he remembered... Caelan remembered many important locations, but schools were not counted among them. What use did someone who spent most of their formative years as a seal have for schools? He’d been taught by his pod about many things, but it was largely informal and everything else he’d learned in life through firsthand experience and his own personal studies. “Well... I’m not sure about that. There must be though, right?”

Humans always had school houses. Structured learning all planned out by teachers and the like. He tilted his head thoughtfully, and if his eyes caught and reflected the evening lights in an eerie manner, it must’ve been Yuki’s imagination. “We can find out? I’ll pop in and get you a map, then we can have a look.” It was the best he could offer unfortunately, but at least it had gotten Caelan thinking on the subject. One of his closer friends here was twelve after all. Maybe she was supposed to be in school too? “It’s possible that that whatever happened to this place might’ve left them without one in good enough condition to function? Or maybe they haven’t got any teachers yet.”

The name gave him pause. He'd never heard of the woman before but he patiently waited as Caelan explained what they did, which sounded like a lot of different things really. But it was good to know that there were kind people out there trying to help.

At hearing the reply to his question about schools, Yuki shook his grey head. "I would tend to think so..but I was wondering if maybe they were taught at home..." His voice trailed off as he briefly thought about how backwards the place seemed to be technology wise but the apartments seemed a little more modern day like what he was personally used to. And if the kids were taught at home, all he could do was work unless somehow someway a school was available.

There was an odd look to the other's eye but he closed his eyes a moment and took a breath. This place had to be wearing on him. But the grey eyes opened back up at the mention of a map. "It wouldn't hurt to look." Even if night time was really starting to set in, it would give him something to do tonight before he turned in. But soon there was another shake of the head. "Depending on what happened.." Of course not that any of them knew what had happened to the place or caused it to be the way it was.

“I would say that they probably are learning from home right now if there isn’t one... But signs suggest this place was a fully functional city before whatever happened.” He gestured to the dry-dock that wasn’t too far away. A half built ship just sitting abandoned as though people had just... forgotten to go back and finish it. The selkie had thoughts on the matter, but there was no telling what was true or not.

“Of course, it wouldn’t hurt. We’ll stop in and I’ll grab you one, even if we don’t find the schools it’ll be useful in the long run. If I find out more or there’s a drastic update, I can always get in touch with another.” Pausing, he grinned. “Well, I will if your rice trick works!” If he couldn’t? He’d either steal another person’s tell-phone for a bit, or track Yuki down the old-fashioned way.

This place could have certainly been wearing down on Yuki, and he was welcome to include the strange eye-shine his new friend sported when the light caught his large, expressive eyes in a certain way. It would happen again, and there was little that Caelan could do about it. Glamour could only hide the physical oddities so much. He’d feel a little bad perhaps to know that the guy thought his mind was playing tricks on him, but it was far more convenient that way. “So let’s find our way back towards the main part of the city, the night watch’ll be around soon.”

Yes, he knew precisely when they’d cross paths with them here at this hour. Caelan kept track of things like that.

Shifting a large bag hanging off his shoulder, he hummed an absentminded tune as they started walking. His curiosity did get the better of him a moment or two later though, “So what’re you looking for schools for, anyway?”

Of course the children would probably be learning from home at this point. Yuki wished he could find out what year it was, but it was something out of England's history if he recalled his history correctly. Asking around might prove to be impolite so he hadn't inquired anywhere. But if he went by the clothing and the fact that there were cobblestone streets along with gas lamp lighters, he was completely convinced he'd stepped back in time somehow. He'd even heard children get excited about a horse and carriage ride which was backwards in his own mind.

A smile appeared at the rice trick but he didn't comment. Grey eyes were too busy noticing the lamp lighters start to come around and he caught the part about the night watch. Finally he turned to Caelan. "Sounds like we should get going then." He didn't know if the black belt he had in martial arts would be enough to stop more unsavoury characters that might start coming out of the woodwork or stonework.

Turning at the question about schools, he shrugged. "Schools are common where I'm from so I thought they might be present here." But maybe he was wrong in assuming such a thing and wasn't going to push the issue. What was here was here and what wasn't, wasn't.

“Yeah, they see a rougher crowd down here the later it gets. The watch takes it job seriously too, so we’ll be better off out of their way.” He grinned, Caelan was used to sneaking around them, confusing them when he could. Either because he needed a late night dip in the ocean, or because he was being nosy around the dock warehouses. He wasn’t in the mood for sneaking around that night. Between his phone ticking him off and his current company, other nights for fun.

So he gestured ahead and led on, “Yeah? I was more curious if you had a reason to seek one out. Like if you were a student or a teacher?” Caelan was chatty and nosy by nature, and there really were some interesting people that had arrived to get to know. He figured that he might as well find out more about Yuki while they walked towards the Gullwings office.

Yuki nodded to Caelan's words about the rough crowd. So he easily fell into step beside his companion and walked alongside without issue. Looking over at the other when he asked about the teacher or student thing he just smiled. He was a student but figured that might be boring and it was still awkward to talk about himself. "When I came here, I started trying to see what was familiar, doing a comparison with what I knew versus what they have here."

It wasn't a lie and he wasn't trying to do that to this person. But old habits were tough to break, like sometimes going out of his way to make sure he didn't transform in case the curse was back on in this place. It didn't 'feel' like it, but who knew. He was pretty damn sure he'd travelled back in time somehow and would've never said that was possible either. Yet here he was doing that with this man named Caelan.

As if Caelan could ever blame someone for lying, he was practically a walking lie between most of what came out of his mouth and the glamour enchantments to hide his less human features... Well, generally he went with half truths because they were far more useful when building a story to feed someone than lies were. Flowed off the tongue more naturally, easier to keep track of than something entirely made-up.

And he had no reason to question Yuki on his word. It sounded reasonable enough to him, “That makes sense, I suppose. I’m guessing that you’re finding more to be unfamiliar than familiar, yeah?”

The grey head shook, happy his explanation had gone over so well. "I feel like.." He stopped and turned around to look at the watchman patrolling and the last of the gas lamps being lit. "Like I've stepped into the past, like something out of one of my history books." It was weird to say the least. "But I never paid attention or looked for details as to what life was really like back then.." His voice trailed off as he saw a woman walking with an infant in her arms wearing a really long red dress that seemed to be made of silk.

"So ya..it's definitely more unfamiliar than familiar." Yuki's tone had gone quieter and he tore his eyes away because staring wasn't polite.

His eyes followed his companion’s, spotting the woman in a long red dress and humming a little at the sight. What an interesting thing to get distracted by... The red was a little showy perhaps, but that was generally the point of wearing the colour. Caelan would have preferred a slightly different design, but then again he wasn’t fond of running in gowns that long. Yes, his priorities affected his taste in fashion.

“I thought as much...” He responded with a sympathetic smile. In some ways he had it easy. “For me, it was more like... Stepping into a strange imitation of my time? It’s very similar, but also not.” Either specific things were different, or the place was lacking. There were absences here and there that he couldn’t help but notice. Not unlike, he supposed, the schools Yuki had been looking for.

Glancing back at the docks one last time, a silent little farewell to the ocean, he turned his attention to the road ahead. “I’d probably be more lost if I stepped into a world like yours, if my lack of understanding on the odd bits of technology like the tell-phones is anything to go by.” He chuckled a little, he doubted he’d live long enough to see such times... He was too foolish and prone to stirring up trouble, but it would be neat if he managed to stick around that long.

Honestly Yuki couldn't get over the fact that he had stepped back in time, or so that was his prevailing theory about this place at any rate. It was odd and nerve wracking all at the same time and he really wasn't sure how to deal with all of it. But the other's smile definitely helped alleviate at least some of the worry and it gave him something else to focus on.

"So you..live in a time like this?" It was hard to imagine that there were people that he would meet in his particular lifetime that had lived in a time like this. Talk about not being able to wrap his head around it.

But Caelan's words about not being good at technology got him to smile just a little. "There's always someone new to things like phones back where I'm from. And technology advances all of the time, so everyone has to have a new starting point somewhere." He thought back to Miss Honda and how he'd spent awhile tutoring her to get her to pass a test she'd gotten upset over failing. Grey eyes turned to the other and nodded. "Someone would be around to help you out, I'm sure of it."

He nodded, glancing back at Yuki with a smile. “That I do! Not entirely, it’s... more full and complete than this. Less of a fishbowl habitat.” Caelan gestured at the mist beyond the shoreline, it looked like the same mist that stopped people in the woods. It was annoying, Selkie were used to roaming freely through the sea. Being turned back at the mist and contained without knowing what was beyond? It was not something he was fond of at all. “But it is very similar, much of the architecture and clothing is like where I’m from.”

Caelan walked along, tuning their path towards the city and giving the part of the harbour district with smithies some space on instinct. “It’s hard to say more about similarities though, not without more exploring I expect.”

It was still interesting to hear about other worlds and the way technology had advanced. He wasn’t sure he cared much for the phones, but if motor cars got better over the years he could certainly see that being fun. Still, he hummed a little at the idea that if he had ended up in a futuristic world that people would offer him help. “Well, if everyone where you’re from is as quick to offer help as you are, I believe it.”

"I see." Yuki said, trying to picture it. He didn't have much of a choice here but he was wondering if he was going to need to get used to this place for awhile. He sighed and kept his grey eyes in front of him. The fishbowl analogy had been pretty accurate, as he recalled showing up and people were softly exclaiming about his grey hair because they'd never seen someone so young have such a colour.

"I guess we'll have to find out more about it." There was something of determination in his tone, but it would give him something to do other than to mope about not being home and missing his date that he'd had before he suddenly showed up.

Looking over at Caelan at the help comment, he smiled. "Where I'm from a lot of people are pretty friendly." If he could somehow meet Miss Honda, he'd definitely believe it was true.

Yuki’s hair was a rather interesting colour, and humans would be sure to point it out. The thing was, even if Caelan had noticed it, he wasn’t exactly unused to seeing people who were different. If anything, the selkie suspected that Yuki might have fae blood in his veins. It happened often enough in his world, and it sometimes manifested visually in people’s appearances.

Not always, but often enough... He just wasn’t going to ask, because that would get complicated. It also might’ve been a bit rude, after all. Caelan minded his manners, unless given a reason to not.

Oh, How interesting... He noticed the determination in the young man’s tone, and it was good to hear. Yuki would need it, being stuck in a world like this. “With an attitude like that we certainly will, Yuki.” He responded in a light, pleased tone. “With enough people trying to figure things out, some answers are bound to be revealed.”

He hummed a little, “You’re world does sound rather nice then!” Caelan couldn’t help but be a little more curious now. Between the determination and talk of Yuki’s world? He couldn’t help it. “What was it you did in your world, before you arrived here?”

Yuki wasn't sure what other people were doing. Maybe they'd fallen into complacency and he knew all about things like that. But with no one from the Sohma clan around made it more freeing, and yet more scary all the same time. But this was a boy that was tired of feeling scared and had gone off to college to be on his own anyhow. So there was a quick nod to Caelan. "It makes me wonder if anyone else is trying to get back home or if this is all there is for them." There's no judgement here, it's just more wondering out loud.

When the other mentioned that his world sounded nice, it hadn't always been that way for him. But he wasn't going to go that particular route here. So the question made him smile a little. "I was a student but that doesn't seem like that's an option here unless we find something else out." He kept walking with his companion, hoping they'd get to their destination and then he could take a look around. And all the while, he had the sinking feeling that he might be out of luck.

“That’s the good question. Some of us have, others seem to have taken the aspects word at face value. Settled in to just... be good little new citizens.” He supposed that, if he had to be honest, he would say he fit in a weird gray area. He was snooping and watching for signs or hints of how to get home, but he was also just... living. Finding things to do to occupy his mind in the interim and trying to not dwell on the matter that some had suggested they might only end up somewhere else instead of going home.

Of course, there were also people he’d gotten rather attached to. People he’d started feeling responsible for, that he would rather see go home before he left so he wouldn’t have to worry about them.

Soft, he was going soft here. Actually, he had always been soft... He just hadn’t expected to end up taking to people here as he had.

“A student, huh...? So that’s why you were looking for schools? You want to keep learning, then.” Huh... Yeah, the selkie supposed that made sense. Not that he knew much of Yuki’s life back home, but it did connect a few dots.

Their stroll would eventually lead them towards the part of the city that the Gullwings had positioned itself when Yuna got the funding for it. A very nice space, furnished stylishly in his opinion. Meant for comfort and professionalism. Caelan actually had his own desk, though he rarely used it aside from when he needed to stash extra blank sheets of sheet music to compose when he was bored and felt like being a pest to his fellow members.

The gray head shook at Caelan. It made no sense to Yuki as to why people wouldn't want to go home since this place was backwards. If the people here were natives then obviously they wouldn't have anywhere else to go, but he knew other people had come in just as he and Caelan had. Why would any of them want to settle in here?

But once the other asked about schooling, he nodded. "I'm probably not going to find what I'm looking for, but..I guess I really don't know for sure unless I go look for it first."

Coming up on the Gullwings office, Yuki couldn't help but look around once they got inside. It had furniture and books here, the first he'd seen since arriving so that was encouraging at least. It seemed quaint and quiet, which were definitely pluses in a quiet kid's book. "Wow..this place almost looks modern."

Like the apartments.

Caelan gestured, arms wide at the large office around him. “Make yourself at home, I’ll just be a minute or two while I dig out the copies of the map we got.”

Really, he was fond of what Yuna had done with the place. It suited his tastes, and it made for a comfortable space to work and harass his colleagues on a day where there wasn’t quite enough going on to keep his hands busy. “Yuna, our lovely leader, has really built something nice here. We don’t have many people working with us yet, but it’s really come together. I dunno if Jagger is around, but he’s in charge of the office itself. Keeping it all organized and filing things.” He tilted his head for a moment before he added, “Basically the boring stuff. Saves us a lot of time though.”

Caelan was only fond of sorting and organizing if he was trying to put a heist together, which there hadn’t been a call for since he arrived in this world. It was almost disappointing in a way, but at the same time that was because usually he only stole things that needed stealing. Things that had been taken from someone to begin with, that needed to be returned.

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