Moving on up! ... In. Whatever! - [OPEN]

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

The city air felt so clean and fresh today!

Or rather, it seemed that way in comparison to the Sleeping Halls and those small, throbbing and sometimes when Jr. focused too hard on it, muggy-feeling rooms. The small red-head made his way through the city, few articles of spare clothes draped over one forearm, a set of guns balanced on top of them and held against his chest. He had his other, more commonly used set of firearms holstered at his sides as usual, but that sure was four guns on his person in that moment. With a pair of sunglasses on his head, Jr. looked ready for something exciting, something thrilling. And that something was moving. He'd been surprised at the sudden invite from Zouichi, but easily snatched up the offer - learning the inn he'd be staying in was an old styled Japanese inn was like the icing on the cake, though. Happy at the idea to flop down and fall asleep in something that actually felt like a room, he sped up his walk some, passing by the other buildings and structures as he moved.

[ feel free to be passing by in the city or assuming he's passing by any of the buildings! anyone's free to tag in ]

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Bendytimed to after Jr. arrives

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

Zouichi spotted Jr. from the courtyard, waving a little in greeting. "That all you're bringing? You travel pretty light."

The cherry trees in the courtyard weren't blooming at the moment, but they were covered with bright green leaves that rustled slightly in response to the movements in the air. The inn itself was a fairly large two-and-a-half story building with wooden steps up to the interior; Zouichi and Allenby had been keeping it in good repair.

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"Travel light?" Jr. quirked a grin. "I didn't get much when I woke up to begin with! I mean, I could always park the Asher outside..." he added sarcastically. Aside from what he carried on his arm, he just had what he wore, the earring on his ear and his harmonica in his pocket.

He almost lost hold of the stuff in his arms when he looked up at the inn, now close enough to get a really good at it. "Woah!"

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

Zouichi pretended to consider the idea. "Well, the courtyard might be big enough, but you'd probably scare Alan off."

He raised an eyebrow at Jr.'s reaction. "I guess you don't have many of these at the Foundation?"

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"Ha, I wouldn't be that mean to the mechanics. 'Hey guys! Trek all the way into the city for me for a sec, will ya?'."

Jr. shook his head. "Not inns like this! The buildings back on the Foundation are made of stone, though - we like to keep its look pretty classic where we can. But still, we don't see many structures like this ... I passed a cool shrine on the way here, too."

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

"Not to mention all the trouble of getting it to and from the Hangar. Anyway, like I said, most of the rooms are still empty, so you can take your pick." He ducked inside the building, motioning for Jr. to follow.

"The Meiji shrine, you mean? I'm surprised that made it here... did you make a wish?"

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"Hey, don't forget I have its transfer device," he said as he used his free hand to pat the pocket said device rested in. Jr. followed him in eagerly, taking a nice long look at the gate and then the trees as they moved from the courtyard into the inn proper. "Yeah, that's the place! I was too surprised to actually do anything like that while I was there, though. When the girl there told me what it was, I almost couldn't believe it. I mean, I've seen pictures of it and other shrines like it before, but to actually be there...!"

And when Jr. stepped into the inn, he looked around excitedly. From the outside it had looked pretty big, definitely acceptable living arrangements (again, compared to what he was coming from).

Also, he could smell it the moment he stepped inside. Places made of wood were the most antique and thus the coolest.

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

Zouichi smiled. "Are you sure you're from the future? Or maybe you're just a history buff. You always seem to enjoy things from the past." Like antique guns, wooden buildings, and Messy Harry. Okay, so the Meiji shrine existed on his Earth, too, but it was built in the past.

It was indeed made of wood! Including the floor, which was polished and smooth and definitely had a different feel to it than metal or the weird organic material that made up the halls in the rest of the ship. Sunlight filtered in through the windows as Zouichi headed through the hallway and up the stairs.

"You can pick pretty much any room that doesn't have stuff in it. I'm staying in one of the rooms that overlooks the garden, but there's another one with the same view on the other side."

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

At some point, Howard has to decide if he's officially going to ask to move into into one of the rooms at the Inn and use the Warehouse for storage, or if he's going to have the guts to move permanently in back home. As it is he's dividing his time fairly evenly.

He's dawdling around the upstairs when he sees Jr. come up.

"You're moving in." It's not a question, since the clothes draped over Jr.'s arm should make that conclusion obvious. Howard tries to keep a little bit of a whine out of his voice. It's not that he doesn't like Jr., but he likes how quiet the Inn normally is, and secretly, ashamedly, he feels possessive and clingy towards Zouichi. He's well aware he's not A+ friend material and feeling threatened is first nature to him. "Who invited you?"

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"Oh, hey!" Jr. greeted with the one hand of his that was free. He remembered Zouichi mentioning that Howard stopped by fairly often. "Yeah ... this'll be a lot better than those generic rooms in the Sleeping Halls. But then again, most places would be." He shrugged. "But place is awesome, a real Japanese inn made out of wood?"

Yes, these things excited him greatly, Howard. "Zouichi offered a room!"

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

Howard doesn't offer to help Jr. carry anything. If such a non-action could be done pointedly, this would exemplify that.

"Man, the generic rooms feel like you're sleeping inside someone's pores or something. So gross." He frowns a little. "Yep, it's a real firetrap. If you need an extinguisher I brought one up to my room."

Or, well, not really his room. The room he's crashing in because he's too scared to go sleep in an otherwise empty house (empty aside from the piles and piles of hoarded garbage, at least).

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"I was getting used to'em a little, I guess. But yeah, it was always a pretty gross feeling having to sleep in those rooms." He faked a shudder. "I don't need an extinguisher, though. I know as well as anyone that you've gotta be careful with places like these. They pretty much don't make them like this anymore where I'm from - that's why I'm glad this is turning into a luck-out."

Jr. had stopped off briefly to drop off his things in his new room. And depending on in Howard would follow the red-head when he literally darted from his room to the library, or do his own thing until Jr. was done with his excited exploration of it. He'd ask another question when the memory came to mind. "So how's that rolly refrigerator business going?"

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

"They don't have wood in the wherever space station you live on? Everything's metal or polymer or whatever?"

Howard does follow, if only because he's curious. He's seen Jr. in a high-stress situation back on Galilee, and he's met Jr. briefly after that, but not enough to feel like he has a solid grasp on Jr. as a person yet.

"Chancellor got stuck in Quest for Cakelot before I got a chance to give it to him, so it's not a business so much as manufacturing stuff without a home. I'm working on making a ray gun now."

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"We've got some wood, but most houses and structures are all high-tech, nowadays. It's pretty hard to come across real, antique places like this! There was a shrine like that too, that I passed on the way over here."

Jr. was in the library and looking around like a kid in a candy store. Fingers brushing over spines lined up on the shelves, moving from one shelf of bookcase to the next, pulling out something if it was familiar or if it just caught his eye. "Ray guns are always useful, but, Quest for--?" A pause as the lightbulb went off halfway into completing that question. "Oh. She always picks the perfect times for doing that, huh..."

He trailed off with a shrug and a shake of the head. "I wish I would have known about this place sooner! This is way better than the Media Library if it's got some of the same things."

[nobel-berserker.livejournal.com]

Allenby was sitting atop the wall, swinging her legs idly when she saw Jr. heading for the building with what looked like... stuff. Room-living kind of stuff. Say, did this mean what it looked like it meant? She grinned broadly.

"Hey you!" She waved expansively at him.

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"Oh, hey Allenby!" Jr. didn't know the pilot too well, but at least knew her by name if not on a deeply personal level. They had been on a few missions and in the same places before. He nodded at her, using his free hand to adjust something on his arm to keep a better hold of it.

"Zouichi told me you lived her, too. This place is so cool!"

[nobel-berserker.livejournal.com]

"Isn't it? I can't believe Stacy managed to grab hold of a place like this. It's got cherry trees and everything!" Allenby hopped down lightly, clasping her hands behind her head.

"So you're gonna be movin' in here? That's great!" If that was all the stuff he intended to bring, Allenby wouldn't be surprised; there hadn't been much to shift from her own quarters. "Just watch out for the hot springs."

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. I've gotta say, I've been impressed with a lot of the places I've seen that she picked up. Looks like she's got a thing for Lost Jerusalem."

He grinned. "Yep! Zouichi invited me. Of course, if it's okay with you, too." He cocked his head at the talk of the hot springs. "Watch out for'em?"

[nobel-berserker.livejournal.com]

"Lost Jerusalem?" Allenby'd never heard of the place. Well, she knew what Jerusalem was from that brief period in her childhood that she'd been a Lutheran, but it hadn't been lost. You couldn't lose a whole city.

"And of course it's okay! Hah, I like havin' friends around." Her grin took on an embarrassed quality. "And well... you know, when you've been runnin' around all day and it's dark out and you jump over the walls... you gotta pay close attention to where you land."

...but maybe Jr. wouldn't have that problem.

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

The Lost Jerusalem Jr. spoke of was, sadly, a lot bigger than a city. He gave Allenby a quick, sheepish grin when he realized - he had tried to watch his words since coming aboard Stacy. Only he seemed to know it by that name. "Er ... Earth, basically. I'm still not completely used to calling that, heh."

That awkward look easily turned into a confused one at hr wall-jumping statement. "Jump over the walls at night? You do that often or something?"

[hegemonstratos.livejournal.com]

Einhart blinked, looking over at Jr. as she walked through the city. She couldn't help but blush a bit, remembering what had happened back at Nanoha and Fate's wedding. "Oh... umm... hello..." she managed to mumble out. "How are you?"

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

Jr. was a charmer like that. Looking away from one of the buildings (finally. He had quite the staring contest with it as he tried to figure out whether or not it could have came from Earth), he took quick notice of Einhart and greeted her with an instant, kind smile. "Hey! I'm good. Really good, actually" he added after a thought. "On my way to a new residence right now. How're you doing?'

[hegemonstratos.livejournal.com]

Einhart blinked. "I'm doing alright. Things haven't been too difficult since that last battle," she said, looking around. "Where are you moving from?"

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"That's always a relief. We deserve some time to regain our energy."

At the question, Jr. let out a small sigh as he smiled. "The Sleeping Halls ... not the most luxurious place. But since that's sort of the default go-to I didn't have much of a choice."

[hegemonstratos.livejournal.com]

Einhart nodded, smiling a bit. "Yes. That's very true. I'm... not actually used to fighting when it isn't one-on-one." Or you know, for real instead of a competition, but that wasn't the point.

She blinked at that. "I see. My friend... didn't let me go over there, she just brought me to where she and her mothers were staying."

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

She got a smile in return, though it was a partially sympathetic one; while Jr. had it in him to fight not only due to his creation but because of his position even when he used his will to create a path for himself, he sometimes disliked it. But he felt better prepared for things at home much like he felt prepared for this, he didn't like knowing there were others on board who weren't used to or didn't wish to fight. "Yeah. I think we're all sorta hopin' this is over soon, so there's less fighting for all of us." Lirath had been absolutely insane for him. He was thankful that his mech only took very minimal damage.

"So you had people you knew already when you first woke up? Believe me, you're not missing anything down there!"