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Who: Eichi & Anyone!
Where: Various places around the temple or outside!
When: 9/29 and on!
Rating PG?
What: Eichi gets restless and gets up to things.

A. Miscommunication

[Eichi has been spending a lot of time inside the temple. It's not as if he can get out much. Everyone else was wandering off, exploring, getting sick and dealing with it— but Eichi was just left with his own usual illness, and the sad feeling of being left alone.

So, he's seen the servants around, doing helpful things like cooking and cleaning, and he's even asked them favors. But today? Today, it seems he's not being heard. He's been speaking in the hall with this mist man for some time now, and the poor thing is just sort of... facelessly staring back, making gestures with its hands to try and communicate that Eichi's requests just aren't possible, or make no sense.]

Is it that you don't understand? Ah, it's difficult to know if you can really all hear me, when I can't see your faces at all... But you see, this is a special type of tea that I've been missing. Is there nothing similar? There must be a variety of some sort, yet every time I request "tea" it's always the same thing...

[Who knows what he's asking for in specifics, but now he's going on to ask for elaborate tea cups too, and someone should just help free this mist servant.]

B. He shouldn't be here

[So. What to do when you're a sickly boy bored out of his mind, lonely, without a roommate and with no Proper variety of tea to enjoy? It's probably not the right answer to just wander out into the woods or by the lake, but that's exactly what Eichi is doing. He looks like someone who shouldn't be out here at all, wandering in his school uniform, pale and frail as he is, but he holds himself tall and proud, like he belongs.

There are a handful of things you can run into Eichi getting up to:

i. Surrounded by a small handful of nymphs, he has his softly glowing hand held up to a tree that's suffered a little from the growth spurt of those trees surrounding it. Competition for food is hard! The nymphs seem pleased with Eichi doing whatever it is he's doing, even if Eichi does look considerably more pale after a few seconds, sighing out as his glow fades.

ii. Facing off a single wyvern, Eichi is holding out his hand with great interest, trying to approach it. Eichi doesn't have a single shiny thing visible right now, so the thing doesn't look interested at all, and maybe even a little threatened. As he reaches further just as someone is approaching, the wyvern swipes out at him, clawing the back of his hand and taking off. Eichi is left rejected and with a sad little bleeding scratch on the back of his left hand.

iii. By the lake, Eichi is soaking wet and crouched near the water. There are at least two mermaids in the water, looking at him with pleased expressions as he sings them a soft little song. So, they certainly didn't yank him in. Maybe you saw what happened just moments earlier— how he slipped and fell right in and they helped him out. Or maybe his voice caused you to come over? Maybe these mermaids weren't ever as nice to you and you're jealous. Whatever it is, he's here, he's soaking wet, and if he doesn't get some help with that soon, he'll probably die or something. He's weak.

On the other hand, towards the tail end of all of these adventures, he's starting to look even worse for wear. A figure wobbling, stopping to support himself against a tree, muttering little pep talks to himself. He doesn't want to stop here. He's tired of this body of his. How long can he expect to be held back while everyone else looks around?]

C. It's like Goldilocks

[It turns out that wandering around in your boredom and loneliness can lead a sickly body to exhaustion. The same exhaustion that had kept him in his own room for so long. But now, he's been in the middle of exploring the temple, and he's not anywhere near his own room. What's the harm in entering a random room and crawling into the bed? It looked so nice and cozy, and if he had tried to take another step, he would have certainly passed out.

So, welcome back to your room! Eichi Tenshouin is in your bed, whether you know who he is or not. He kind of looks like a sleeping angel, even if how pale he is might be a little alarming. It's normal for him, really. He just needs to sleep it off, probably. He even helped himself under the covers... He looks terribly comfortable, like this. So, what are you going to do, now that you've found a stranger in your bed?]

Comments

kicks door down, c

[twitter]

[ ah. yes. hajime was just stepping in to drop something off when she spots??? eichi?? there's a pause as she just kind of stares for a second before walking over to place a hand on his forehead.

look, she is pretty sure the sickness has been cured, but maybe there is a single string of it popping up or something. hm hmmm. ]

b.ii.

[p_mortem]

[ Oh— why. It's Koromaru that gets to Eichi first, Minato not as quick to maneuver his way through the bramble and undergrowth of the forest, but by the time he catches up, the wyvern had already gone, and he's left breathing hard in the middle of the clearing where his dog had finally stopped. ]

Koro— don't just run off...

[ He lifts his head, belatedly seeing Eichi standing there, blood trickling down the back of his hand, and he glances over at Koromaru. He wouldn't attack somebody just out of the blue, but- ]

Uh.

[ Um. ]

We should get that washed... People will get mad if you don't.

[ He knows this by experience, apparently. ]

iii

[eccitato]

[ Why is it, every time Leo runs into Eichi, he should be laying down somewhere instead?

Ah, it strikes a chord of nostalgia in him, in a way, from his own time at the hospital and his subsequent visits. But it could probably be worse? He's sitting down, at least, and the mermaids don't seem interested in yanking him into the water. Especially since he's singing to them.

... why is his voice always so pretty? Stupid, talented Tenshi.

But instead of saying anything, for once, Leo makes his way over and pulls out his tablet from his stay in Struxta. With a press to unfold it, he conversely folds himself up - dropping to sit with his knees tucked to his chest, leaving some space between him and Eichi as he mulls over whether he wants to join him in creating music for the very rapt mermaids. ]

c

[fairysong]

[There's someone in her room. There's someone in her bed.

Sheryl stares at the figure, sound asleep and beautiful, and turns around to head out into the hallway. Yep, this is her hallway. This is absolutely her room. She's not mistaken.

So she'll approach the bed again.] Are you actually asleep, or is this some sort of pervert prank?

B2

[brodakota]

[While he does have a considerable amount of patience, North is not the type to sit around. He'd rather get to know the area he's in, especially if it's a changing landscape. Plus it gets him out of his vine infested room, that he really needs to move out of.

He's in his armour, mostly because he hasn't quite acquired the right sort of clothes for this place and because it makes him feel just a bit safer. This place is still pretty new, and weird. He'd rather be safe than sorry.

He finds Eichi's clearing just as the wyvern strikes and rushes in without a lot of thought.]

Eichi! You okay?

slides on over to b.i... 1/2 actually

[crystallomancy]

[ ...God, it's irritating to see him get winded like that. Natsume, ever exploring and being fascinated with the Temple's fantastical wildlife, rests against one of the other trees to watch Eichi and the nymphs. Mmmgh, if Senpai were here, he'd request he help out, right? ..."A magician always helps those in need, don't they?"

Sometimes, he regrets teaching anyone anything. ]

《Do you think killing yourself helping others is going to count as proper reparations to those you actually hurt?》

b

[bestaround]

[ Naturally, 9S is one out of many who are out and about, so it's only a matter of time before he passes by another—someone who looks awful. Not the strangest sight, given how the past several weeks were going, but it does leave him slipping out a quiet groan to himself before hurrying over to the other weary boy leaning against a tree. Honestly, could anyone just stay put when they're not feeling well? ]

Hey— [ At least 9S' voice is free of any irritability when he approaches. ] You look like you could use some help getting back inside.

a.

[parttimes]

Hey...

[Look, the mist servants are pretty useless and Kou should know it by now, but still... this is kind of a sad display, and he has to come closer, one hand on his hip.]

I don't really think repeating it again is going to help it understand any better, honestly. They're not that creative.

A

[besieging]

Must there be, though?

[ Don't mind this guy, just passing through, but he has no problems inserting his commentary on things he's walking by in the hall, apparently. ]

It doesn't seem so inconceivable to me that our options may be limited.

we meet again, a

[runwaying]

[ ... is it really a coincidence that she's run into eichi tenshouin again, of all people?

but anyway, she absolutely does walk in on eichi and the poor mist servant, and of course arashi is going to do her regular chivalrous duty as a knight and sweep in and rescue said poor mist servant from this tyrannical emperor.

... okay, maybe not quite, but she does tap eichi on the shoulder from behind. ]

I don't think they're going to have what you ask for, Emperor-sama. It's very back-to-basics here. ♪ Or is a plain white teacup unacceptable for you?