[Open] Philly camp

[makinuscream]

Who: Kisuke Urahara & You!
What: Various prompts at the camp
Where: L-Space, Outside
When: If relevant, like if you want to note it's after an event.
Warnings/Notes:None, will update if needed.



[ L-Space ]

[ Some has made a tiny workspace. It's nothing special, just a table made out of debris and a small candle. There are notes scattered about, feverishly written out with equations complete with strange notations (unless one is familiar with spiritual energy differentials and the like). Off to the side sits a half-eaten Philly Cheesesteak and one that's untouched. (Someone's practicing.)

A clatter comes from one of the shelves followed by a call:] Hey! You gotta a second? I need a hand.

[ Amid the books and worn down furniture, stands a man in a white and green striped bucket hat who is currently elbow deep in a row of books. The hat obscures his eyes but not the half-smile on his face. ]

Could you hold this? [ One hand holds out a book, waggling it in the air. ]

[ Outside: Practice makes perfect ]

It's been awhile since I've used one of these. [ Urahara regards the glowy bow in his hand with an amused grin. ] At least it looks familiar.

[ The luminescence isn't that of spiritual energy, but it is close enough to tug at the disconnected feeling Urahara has and has had since he arrived. The inability to sense those around him gnaws at the back of his mind. Here, he does not have the power that he's used to tapping at will.

It's a problem, but not a Problem. Or so he tells himself. There's much he has to learn, but that's never been an issue for him. Drawing up the bow, Urahara aims at what used to be a street sign and lets the missle fly towards the target. He's off by a half inch. Not bad. Not great, but not bad. ]

I don't suppose you'd care to hold up a target for me? [ He says with a glance at the person walking by. Is he serious? Probably not. Maybe.]

Comments

[unsealthecatbox]

After that first result, I wouldn't trust you to hit a moving target at the first try. That bow better have a lot of arrows.

[But hey, practice makes perfect. Even if he's not hitting it perfectly yet, it's only matter of time before he does. And hey, better to practice now than in middle of battle]

I'm aware those must have a magical property of some sort, but is it really that...surprising?

[She's completely unfamiliar with magic and the such, even if she now has magical powers of some sort. It doesn't seem like the arrows themselves have any particular effect, at least from what she can see, Kisuke surely knows more about these things than she does]

[makinuscream]

[ Kisuke chuckles, taking aim at another sign and smoothly knocks another arrow. ]

It is. If this were my world, an arrow made of spiritual energy would have a second effect: explosion, poisoning, and so forth. No one would settle for an arrow that acted just like a normal one.

[ Yet, so far he can detect no such effect. Unfortunately, testing on live subjects is ill-advised at this moment. ]

But you said magic which isn't exactly the same. [ Many people describe what the Soul Reapers can do as magic, but it isn't. ] Maybe its only mystical property is the ability to be created without mundane means.

[unsealthecatbox]

It doesn't really matter what properties they have, as long as they can pierce any enemies. At the place we were at before arriving here there were...some rather unusual foes, from what I could see.

[Didn't see much of them while running away, and those enemies she did confront were just wizards and the such]

[makinuscream]

Mmm, but that's problem, isn't it? What if piercing does absolutely nothing? The most dangerous creatures I know can't be hit by a normal arrow.

[ And that? That leaves Urahara feeling strangely defenseless which he does not like. Of course, he still hasn't ruled out 'fever dream' as a valid option to explain all of this. (Though that option grows woefully smaller with each passing second.) ]

I should probably back up a second here.

[ Sweeping the green and white hat from his head, Kisuke bows with perfect politeness though a touch overdone. ] Kisuke Urahara.

[unsealthecatbox]

[If only it was a fever dream, buddy]

...Ange Ushiromiya. Nice to meet you, I suppose. [Ange doesn't seem pleased at all, but that's just her default expression] Looks like we're trapped in the same strange world for a while.

[makinuscream]

That doesn't sound very convincing. [ However, his grin does not fade as he lets the third arrow fly. This time it plinks just above the 'O' in STOP. ] How long have you been here?

[ Different people from different places arriving at different times. Is there a pattern? Too soon to know for certain, but it is another set of data to keep in mind.

The bow in his hands vanishes as the spell runs its course. A small frown tugs at his expression for a few, brief moments. ]

[unsealthecatbox]

[Already improvement! She judges maybe all he needed was a moment to get used to a bow again]

Less than a week ago -- I arrived right before we got attacked on top of those hills.

[It wasn't the best introduction to this world she could have, really]

From what I was told, most people had been here for a while. It's like you and I are afterthoughts. Either that or the group was doing so badly the spirits thought some reinforcements were needed.

[makinuscream]

I don't suppose these spirits were kind enough to give you a wealth of information on all of this? [ Kisuke waved one hand around with a distracted glance. ] I've been in some weird situations, but this one tops the list.

[ The thought that whoever had been brought here first might be losing whatever task is not a comforting one. Yet, it could, he thinks, be something at play. ]

[unsealthecatbox]

I know just as much as you do. These spirits are really bad at communicating -- my impression is that they're not particularly clever when it's about gathering saviors for this world.

[No giving them information, grabbing them out of the blue and without warning, giving random powers and weapons to some people...she knew spirits and the such could be fickle, but it's still weird to her]

[makinuscream]

There choices are strange. [ People who do not know each other and probably not from the same place as far as he's been able to tell. (Admittedly, not much.) Changing powers, granting others, and giving magical weapons as well. None of it made particular sense and yet, in his experience, there's always a method behind the illusion of madness. ]

But maybe they're working on limited information and/or resources as well.

[ Or there is something else happening around them and these spirits that is being hidden. Just as likely, in his opinion. ]

[unsealthecatbox]

[She has to admit Kisuke has a point. Maybe the spirits have limited information and/or resources, and they're doing the best they can with what little they have. Still, she has a hard time believing that -- kind of unsettling to think they may have dragged into this by spirits who aren't even certain they're doing everything correctly]

I'm not sure what's worse, they knowing what they're doing and we being supposed to stay in the dark, or they being fallible and improvising based on what little they may know.

[makinuscream]

I prefer fallible. [ He says with a small chuckle. Fallible people are easier to deal with than infallible ones with this kind of power. But he kept that darker line of thought to himself. It is a possibility for which he'd prepare, but not one he has reason to set into stone. ]

Sometimes we have to be the dark. [ Though he's usually the one keeping other people there when need be. ] If our eyes turn immediately to the bigger picture we might miss crucial elements.

It possible that whatever this threat is - I don't suppose anyone has mentioned that either, by the way? - might be something they don't know much about.

[unsealthecatbox]

I haven't heard anything about what we're supposed to fight against. IF it was some sort of natural disaster then we'd be out of luck, so I'm guessing it must be something caused by some evil force.

...we wouldn't have been given weapons if it was anything we couldn't hit with arrows or swords, too.