Intro Log.

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Ding, dong, bell, Pussy's in the well. Who put her in? Little Johnny Thin. Who pulled her out? Little Tommy Stout. What a naughty boy was that, To try to drown poor pussy cat, Who never did him any harm, But killed all the mice in the farmer's barn.

ou wake in knee-deep water, cold as ice and stagnant, in a space that is far too echoey and spacious. It feels like a massive cave, but looking up... there's only one small, circular opening that shows grey sky and shines any sort of light. It looks like a long trip upwards, a small cylinder with walls of brick that's just a little too high to reach, even when jumping. Getting out is probably going to be a bit of a task, especially considering the water is more than cold enough to make limbs go numb. The dark makes it impossible to see much further, but the space seems large, all filled with water, but with no other way out, stone walls the only thing for an intrepid explorer to find. But most importantly of all... you're not alone. Welcome to Awash's first intro log, everyone! Please review the FAQ and rules before playing. Characters have all woken at the bottom of the well in the middle of the town (which seems a lot bigger on the inside, somehow), and it looks like they'll have to put in some work to get out. Once out, they'll be free to explore the various locations the Town has to offer at will. Just try not to die on any of the far-too-rickety walkways. Further information can be found here at the OOC post, and don't forget to greet your fellow players here!

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[messianic]

[He doesn't see Ryoji's grin, but he sure feels wet, cold fingers raking back his hair, and even more salt water dripping into his eyes.

THANKS RYOJI.

He just coughs again, fights back a shudder (why is this water so cold), and grimaces.

(At least one of them is happy, but at what cost.)

Really, in response all he manages is to finally pry his eyes open, giving Ryoji a very flat, very drenched look.]

[appraiser]

[ not one, but TWO dead-eyed stares, bless your icon

The cost is small, for now Minato can say he's been in the water if anybody asks, and Ryoji can say the same. There's no change in his expression when he meets Minato's eyes, no guilt or apologies. He simply pulls his hand back and runs his fingers through his own hair, pulling his bangs over his eyes so that they can swap.

Alright. Moving on. ]

We're almost there- let's kick our way to the house.

[messianic]

[(Nobody will ask that, Ryoji...)

Not that it really matters at this point; they're in the water, and there's no point to not seeing this through now. Ryoji will be Ryoji, after all, and Minato somehow manages to get dragged into this every single time.

(And every single time he goes along with it, so really...)

A sigh, and he nods.]

Let's go.

[It's funny, really; if not for their clothing, would they really have been able to swap like this, with Ryoji's hair over his eye? Maybe so. It at least gives him something other than the cold water to think about as they swim, leaving his own hair slicked back. (Effort.)]

[appraiser]

[ They might and one should always keep possibilities open.

One day, blue will come back into the world and Ryoji will take the opportunity to dye his hair so they can be for real twinsies, so that he can smile where Minato deprives the world of his. Ryoji takes Minato's quiet acquiesce as agreement, as always, and trusts him to match pace the short distance until they get to the boat house, and he pulls himself up first, dripping all over the front porch, one hand on the railing he hopes doesn't snap off in his hands as he extends the other to pull Minato up.

Watch the plank of wood sink the moment they're both off of it. Leaving them stranded. Forever. ]

[messianic]

[Up they go onto the boat house! Minato accepts the help up, mostly because he's feeling thoroughly like a waterlogged cat and it's kind of a miserable sensation. His shoes squish, he's not into it.

The plank of wood, being a relatively buoyant thing, doesn't sink.

But.

It does kind of...drift away....slowly...

That could probably be a problem later, they'll figure it out. FOR NOW... Minato just blinks slowly at the boat house.]

Guess we might as well see what's in here. [Knock knock who's there--

Okay no he just pushes open the door. It creaks open without complaint, revealing... dust.]

[appraiser]

[ Dust wouldn't be so bad had they simply walked into a little cottage in the middle of a field, maybe open some windows to air the place out. Dust in a boathouse floats up into the air and sticks onto their wet Everything, clinging and accumulating with the slightest movement, until they're pretty much covered in a fine layer of mud, cold and sticky and immensely uncomfortable.

Ryoji eyes the exit, wondering if they should just dunk themselves back into the water, but they've already come this far, so there's no turning back. ]

Towels should be in a bathroom. I'll take the doors to the left, and you take the right?

[messianic]

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