Timey-Wimey Nonsense Part 1

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone!
What: The Time Travel Trip 2014
When: HUNDREDS OF YEARS AGO
Where: Luceti before it was cool Luceti
Summary: The residents are dragged into the past thanks to John's latest Shift. More information is here and here, and, ICly, here.
Rating: Varied



It's early morning in the quiet enclosure that will someday become Luceti. The sun is rising, birds are chirping in that annoyingly cheery way that makes you want to shoot them out of the trees, and the residents are beginning to wake up. Most of them are heading to work, either to farm, or to build, or to work the shops, or even just to prepare a nice breakfast for their families and neighbours. Everyone has something to do.

And then, out of nowhere, a couple hundred strangers show up in the middle of the woods.

At first there is confusion, and no shortage of caution, from the neighbours; newcomers are common enough, but usually they are announced beforehand, and never in such great numbers. The leaders of the town are called in to ask questions. The newcomers are free to explore, but any aggression will be met in kind; if need be, the Filial of the past will defend their homes. They're hoping it won't come to that, however. You're stuck with one another for a long time, after all.

Thankfully, there is one man who might be able to bring the natives and newcomers together: Tyr.

...And the other guy, maybe. We'll see.


((mingle and explore at will! further questions can be redirected to either of the posts linked above. NPCs will be available for plotty stuff soon.))

Comments

[jailbirdprosecutor]

Three.

[Sure enough, Simon puts his full force into ripping those clamps in half. Mere prosecutor or not, this is a guy who can break a metal chain just by slamming his manacles onto his desk. With Ace Attorney logic like that and a passionate ninja kid by his side, surely that trap doesn't stand a ghost of a chance.]

[niceguypose]

[Ace Attorney logic and shounen physical strength work together! And the trap is open. Rock Lee reaches to try to scoop the injured bird into his hands.]

Stay strong, small one!

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[The trap is open and probably broken beyond salvation, but who even cares? Its innocent victim is saved! Or so Simon would hope. He shoves the remnants of the trap aside and leans forward to inspect the bird's injuries.]

Hmph... I don't suppose you would have mastered this supposed healing magic?

[niceguypose]

[He holds the bird closer to Blackquill and shakes his head sadly.]

I am afraid not, sir. I- I have never formed such a contract!

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[No healing magic... That's fine. He spent his whole life having to make do without such conveniences.

His jaws grit together and the feather clenched between his teeth consequently tilts upwards as he squints down at the bird. A few scratches here, a few ruffled feathers there... What's most important is whether something's broken. He carefully reaches out to touch the bird's wing and flex it.]

[niceguypose]

[Rock Lee looks down carefully, with a very concerned face as Simon looks over the bird, trying to think of ways he can help. But Simon seems to be the expert here. He'll wait to see exactly what is up with the wing.]

rofl I wish that gag tag were real

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[The bird certainly chirps and flinches in pain, which causes Simon to experience a sharp jab of guilt. Even so, as he runs his fingers along the wing, it doesn't seem like there's any fractures. Just a flesh wound, if the traces of blood are any indication.]

Hm. Fortune smiles in our favor, it seems. That fiendish contraption has left marks that will fade with time. [...That 'fiendish contraption' which helps keep the villagers fed? Yes, that one.]

[niceguypose]

[He frowns as he hears the chirp, but he nods with Simon's diagnosis.]

I- I see! That is very good news. Still, is there anything we could do to help his recovery...?

[jailbirdprosecutor]

There is no harm to be found in taking it to the village's clinic. Perhaps the healers there will be able to give him [...or her?] proper aid. The wounds need to be disinfected regardless.

[niceguypose]

[Quick nods!]

I can bring this bird there in minutes! I will make sure that he is ready to spread his wings and fly as soon as possible!

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[Simon can't quite stop himself from smiling. This kid's passion and sense of duty is admirable.]

That's the spirit. I will leave him in your capable hands, then.

[niceguypose]

Yosh! [He does a quick salute with his free hand before delicately holding the bird with both hands. This man's been a great help for this task!] I won't let you down, sir!

[jailbirdprosecutor]

["Sir"... That just won't stop feeling foreign. There's very few people who addressed him as "sir" after his conviction.]

... My name is Simon Blackquill. And you are?

[niceguypose]

It is an honor to meet you, Blackquill-san. As for me... I am Konoha's Beautiful Green Wild Beast, Rock Lee.

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[... He can see green, he can see beast, he supposes he could see wild. But beautiful? Hm. Beauty is subjective, that much is true. Lee definitely just earned himself a few more brownie points by using that honorific.]

The honor is all mine, Lee-dono. One does not often stumble upon youth with such noble spirit.

don't mind me, just thought I finished this already

[niceguypose]

Thank you, sir. Just watch me run!!

[And with that, he speeds off into the yonder, taking the bird to safety.

The bird later underwent rehabilitation and returned to law school founded a nest that resides in Luceti to this day.]