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[sundead]

This may sound like a strange question, but does anyone know if there's a graveyard somewhere around here?

[...] Ah, not that I need it for anything. I was just curious.

[...He lets the entry end there.

Although Ayumu is more than used to weird events in his unlife by now, the stress of being suddenly transported to a new world is starting to get to him. It's nights like this he'd normally go drink coffee in the cemetery, but so far he hasn't run across any relaxing places like that in his wandering around the village. The guide did say no one dies permanently here... but there's no harm in asking, right? Even a shrine or something might work.

But he has other things to do tonight besides make journal entries. After his encounter with Batman the other night he's given up on breaking into the buildings around the square, but it's still difficult to get things done when people keep locking the stores at night. After posting that message, he picks up the journal and heads out as early into the sunset as he can risk, heading to the square and hoping to make it to the item shop before someone closes it.]

Comments

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

It has a name?

[sundead]

...Yes.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Is there anything else weird I should know about before you start chainsawing through the rest of my shop?!

[sundead]

I'm not going to do that. This was an accident.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Right.

1/2

[sundead]

[Ayumu only has two choices right now.

1) Escape the building now and hope the girl doesn't try and injure him for this later
2) Fix the damage, by transforming into that.

One loss of manly pride versus another. The answer is obvious.]

I'll just... be going now. Er... thanks for finding it...

[and he edges backwards towards the doorway....]

[sundead]

[and steps directly onto the screwdriver that had rolled just behind his feet.

hope you didn't need that other workbench, the chainsaw kind of flew out of his hands and demolished it.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WERE LEAVING!?

[sundead]

[s-sob don't mind that he practically cracked his head open on your floor. trying to roll back onto his feet now]

I am!

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Can't you turn it off?!

[sundead]

[Mysteltainn seems to have other ideas, as it merrily saws away through the bench. Ayumu grits his teeth, crawls to his feet and lunges at the handle.] Now you're just throwing a tantrum.

[See Winry, this is what occurs when a magical chainsaw doesn't get its way.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Why are you talking to it?! Make it stop!

[sundead]

[He manages to wrest the chainsaw out of the second wrecked bench, and yet another pile of tools goes clattering to the ground. The saw has stopped... but he knows it's just playing innocent. Mysteltainn is obviously affected by being forcibly dragged here, and if he doesn't humor it for a little while who knows how much more of the store will end up destroyed.

He stares at it seriously for another second, then sighs.]

I can fix all of this. But you'll have to go into the other room and not look. [...] It's for your own safety.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

And what, leave you alone to trash the rest of the smithy?! No!

[sundead]

Come on! I said I'd fix it!

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

You also said you'd leave before you broke anything else!

[sundead]

I tripped!

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Excuses!

[sundead]

Do you want this cleaned up or not?

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I don't want to risk you destroying it even further.

[sundead]

Okay, fine. [Then he'll just... continue with that leaving thing. Except with all the tools around on the floor now, there's really no safe path to the exit.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

[sundead]

[He can be careful. Of course he can. It just involves some... special maneuvering around the mess.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

[sundead]

[...he can't do it. that's way too much stuff to avoid.]