tabularasa_rp | (open) a wizard and a fox spirit walk into a void

[Then why ask, Iwaizumi wonders. As for Kimihiro being unfazed by the idea of multiple dimensions, it’s a little exasperating - another weirdo, he thinks - but not entirely surprising in and of itself. As far as he knows, he really is the only normal one around here.]

Well, we’re definitely not in Japan either way. [He won’t argue about whether or not it matters - that seems like a conversation he doesn’t want to get into right now.] As for sake, there might be some at Heavenly Blanc. It’s a bar. Sort of.

[He glances at Mugetsu. He look sad (and kind of neat). He sighs.] I can take you if you want I guess.

(in regards to dimensional things, watanuki sure is the king of the weirdos. after all, he only exists because of it.)

That would be good. (and he nods shortly.) Thank you.

Alright then, follow me I guess.

[And with that he’ll turn his back, wave over his shoulder and make his way toward Heavenly Blanc. It’s something between a café and a bar where the electricity only works half the time, but there’s a pinball machine and decent as hell curry, which is probably why Iwaizumi spends as much time there as he does.]

I’m underage, so depending on who’s working I may not be able to get it for you, but if you’re going to find it anywhere, it’ll probably be here.

[He says this as he makes his way through the entrance, nods toward the bar.]

(he follows, a hand still holding the changshan to make sure it doesn't get dirty from meeting with the grass as he walked. he doesn't have shoes, but it doesn't seem to be an issue.

watanuki bows before entering, allowing mugetsu to wrap around his wrist instead. there's nobody tending the bar though and he sighs.)

I guess you'll have to wait, Mugetsu. (he isn't just taking it!)

[There’s an awkward stretch of time where no one comes to serve them, but neither of them are willing to take the drinks themselves. Eventually, one of the bartenders does approach, and Iwaizumi, seeming to know him, explains the situation and manages to get a small bit of sake from him. It goes straight from there to Kimihiro though, and Iwa nods in his direction.]

See if that’ll do, I guess.

[His eyes are on the fox spirit now, wondering how he’ll go about accepting the offer. So weird...]

(he allows iwaizumi to deal with all of that, but really, mugetsu would need much more than this mere amount of alcohol. sure, though, let's see if he likes it.

kimihiro sets his tobacco tray on a table, gently setting the pipe before mugetsu just wraps his way down his arm towards the sake dish. kimihiro just nods to him and much like a bird beaking on a fountain, he begins to drink and sure enough it proves to be insufficient. mugetsu squeaks for more and kimihiro just gives him a sigh.)

Fine, fine. I'll see if I can purchase the bottle.

I’d just ask for it, honestly. [He says, observing the creature with an eyebrow raised in curiosity.] Money doesn’t work like that around here. I’m not even sure it’s a thing, actually.

[But he’s not sure what the etiquette on bartering for alcohol is either. You’re on your own with that one, Kimihiro.]

How much does it need?

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Yokai are heavy drinkers.

(yokai are just like that. how many times has kimihiro opened over ten bottles of perfectly high quality alcohol between him, doumeki, the fox, mokona, the spider queen...

it was easy to ask for it, although he makes a mental note to pay back in the nearest future possible. he also gets a cup for himself, because well. mugetsu isn't drinking alone and iwaizumi is underage. not that it stopped doumeki any when they were younger, but kimihiro approves of the responsible thing to do.)

Alcohol is one of the biggest things in my household because of that.

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[Iwaizumi is still in that state of bitterness and shock where he wouldn’t reject a drink if it were offered, but he’s never been a terribly heavy drinker himself and it doesn’t faze him one bit not to have one now. He’s an athlete at heart after all, and that shit’s bad for you - maybe not for “yokai” though?]

You got more of these things hanging around your place back home?

Why?

[It seems a pretty natural question, though maybe that’s just normal where this guy comes from.]

Just this one lives with me, but several do visit.

(the sake doesn't go down smoothly, mostly because explaining who he is without the shop in itself is quite... challenging. he'll need another sip.)

I temporarily own a wish-granting shop and the shop itself is not of a natural origin. They can come and ask for their wishes as well.

Not of “natural origin”?

[What the entire fuck is that supposed to mean?]

It's magic.

(Isn't that simple?)

Right.

[Simple enough for him!]

Being here probably isn’t that weird for you then.

Not exactly. The idea of the place is fine and I am not to contest it, but...

(kimihiro sighs, petting mugetsu's head as he drinks.)

I haven't been out of my shop in a hundred years. It's not possible for me to be here, physically. That part is weird.

A hundred years?

[Why does he look more exhausted than dumbfounded? Prepare yourself for what’s probably a rude as hell question:]

So what, are you like a ghost or something?

No. (kimihiro just. gives out a very exhausted sigh. iwaizumi wouldn't know a ghost from a mile away. he could barely process mugetsu's existence, as it seems.)

I'm a human. (presumably. he doesn't even know what he is anymore. he likes to think that his condition didn't strip him of his humanity, regardless of how non-human like he is.) Time just works differently for me.

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Right. [Of course it does.] Well, time is barely even a thing here, so. Welcome, I guess.

Pretty much nothing works right in this place.

Time is a force in itself.

(kimihiro just gives it a shrug, like he knows the thing almost too personally.)

I'm sure things will find their way back into harmony.

What’s harmonious about ripping people out of their homes and sticking them in some half-done dream?

[Yep. Someone’s bitter. Maybe he should have asked for that drink.]

There’s nothing to go back to.

Isn't that a matter of perspective? Going back to what we know as such.

(yeah he can tell iwaizumi is not only resistant but preeeeetty pissed!)

I intend to find out why we're here.

(he makes the decision, but quite honestly? to teach the world how to world seems like a perfectly comprehensible reason to him. mages just be like this sometimes.)

Yeah? You wanna find out how to get out of here while you’re at it?

That’s the only sort of thing I want to “go back to”, and I’m pretty sure I’m not alone in that.

I barely arrived and I want to get out myself.

I have ways, if only it weren't just the two of us.

Like what?

[Not that he’s hopeful they’d work or anything, but...hell, maybe he’s just making conversation. There’s no shortage of bizarre things to hear about in this world, even when part of him doesn’t really want to.]

I have a Mokona in my shop.

(which means nothing to nobody, aside from him, the shop dwellers, and syaoran's group. gotta give that a better explanation.)

An annoying creature that can send people and items through dimensions.

[Iwa’s eyes flash with something - interest, hope, disbelief? It’s hard to tell. But at any rate, even if that is true, this guy just said he doesn’t have anything like that here, so it wouldn’t matter.

[Unless...]

You know.

I heard that this place is formed from our memories - the people brought here, I mean.

The animals, the places, everything.

[So then, would it be possible that something like that could pop up here too? And could that mean...?]

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