gameofmana | [log] Walk in harmony

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[log] Walk in harmony

Who: Zenyatta and others
What: Talking about ways to keep Home in harmony and talk about what's going on in a more group-like format. Related to Zenyatta's billboard post earlier
Where: Home's sitting area on the first floor
When: Backdated to Day 4, sunset
Other: Party style log. Zenyatta will have his own top if you want to interact with him specifically

By now, Zenyatta hopes that anyone who is interested in talking about the situation and how to keep Home in harmony has seen the notes he left on the bulletin board. Sunset comes, so he removes the old notes and piles them neatly on the table. (Just in case one of the people he conversed with wants to keep the note.) Zenyatta does leave his message of "Hello world. ( ´ ▽ ` )" up. He likes it there.

There are many questions and different experiences among them. A chance to talk with one another will help make their stay easier. This situation is strange, but it need not be an unpleasant one.

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[Though Sam hadn't felt the need to respond to the bulletin board with anything additional after everyone else had left notes, he'd read over them all and approved of the ideas. He's spoken to a few people and looked through the books in the study multiple times over the last few days, but other than that he seems to have kept mostly to himself so far.

The first twenty-four hours he was here he'd spent focused on finding answers and trying to come up with some sort of plan. His thoughts about what had happened to him before he'd woken up here and what that could mean took over soon after that though, and he's been drowning in his own head since.

He looks pretty deep in thought even now, standing in the first floor sitting area with his hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans, leaning against the wall. He's staring at the floor, brows knitted.]

[ Even without his usual abilities, Zenyatta can see that this young man has much on his mind. Perhaps he can help. ]

I sense disquiet in your soul. What troubles you?

[It takes a second or two for Sam to realize he's being addressed, reality shifting back in over his thoughts and he looks up. And is immediately and momentarily a little startled by the fact there's what appears to be a robot in front of him. Just about the last thing he was expecting in this world he's come to consider as "vaguely Tolkien." But then he recalls seeing the picture of this... mechanical entity in the Visitors book in the study.]

What? Oh. [He answers in a dismissive tone:] Just, you know, thinking about how I ended up here, about people back home.

[About how he might be part demon. About how he might be dead. No big deal or anything. He offers the robot a flicker of a smile.] I'm Sam Winchester, by the way.

[A huff of laughter then, brief and quiet, the small smile turning amused as he looks around and rubs the back of his head.] I wonder if we should all be wearing name tags or something...

[ Again, the surprise is something Zenyatta takes in stride. It is better than an alternative of being hostile because he is an Omnic. He much prefers the surprise to that. ]

Hello, Sam. You may call me Zenyatta. The board over there has paper and writing utensils. We could arrange that.

[ He gestures to the board where he asked about having a meeting. ]

We are all in this together, so it would be prudent to know everyone's names.

Zenyatta. Everyone has pretty unique names, since most of us are from such different places. Might take a while for all of us to learn them and get used to them.

[He's aware that, as strange as some of the others' names seem to him, his might seem just as strange to them. The name tag idea isn't a bad one, and he casts a long glance at where the paper is, considering. How would they attach them, though? He hadn't seen any tape around, or clothespins. String, maybe?]

I'm not sure how we'd wear them. Everyone's listed in the Visitors book, though, from what I could tell. We could bring that in from the study so everyone can look at it if they haven't yet.

That is true. However, I feel we should get to know each other in person rather than from a book.

[ They are more than words on a page, and the book has so little in it. ]

You do bring up a good point, though. If we do not bring the book here, we should let others know where to find it.

It's a good starting point, at least. And will help match names to faces. But you're right, and I think we're probably all going to get to know each other pretty quickly just by living together.

[Ish. There's a lot that Sam's not willing to open up about to people he just met. There were things his almost-fiance hadn't even known about him, which was basically his entire past. He'd help everyone in any way he could, but he didn't think that meant telling them everything there was to know about him. Only what was necessary.]

Though I guess there's not technically anything keeping us here, not that I know of, anyway. Has anyone talked about trying to live somewhere else?

Not that I have heard, but there is a nearby village that some have visited. I have not gone yet.

[ He is still working on being comfortable with walking. He has remastered stairs. He has not pushed himself towards long distances. ]

Neither have I. It appeared in the book of places, though.

[He's been taking looks at all of the books periodically the past few days, and noticed recently that some seemed to be filling in by themselves.]

It's called Domina. It would probably be a good idea to encourage everyone to visit it at some point. In groups, just to be safe. Gathering as much information as we can about this place we've all ended up should be a priority.

I only discovered the book of people. There is also a book of places?

[ He hums to himself. How interesting. Thrall's suggestion that the books will fill with words once certain tasks have been completed sounds more possible. ]

[Sam nods, recalling the books in the study that actually had information in them, since nearly all were mostly blank.]

There were a few books of interest that I found. The one with locations claims to have a map and calls where we are "Fa'Diel." There wasn't a map inside it that I could see, but maybe it's just not there yet, since it seems to fill up on its own.

There was also a Bestiary, with only one entry last I checked, and another book that had names and short descriptions of a few people. Not anyone I've met here yet. It mentioned one or two of them could be found in Domina.

Fa'Diel...

[ He tries out the word, glad to have something to call the world beyond "this world." ]

I shall take note of this and make sure to let others know those books exist and should be examined from time to time. Perhaps a list could be posted on the board.

Sounds like a good idea. There are a lot of completely empty books in there as well, enough that everyone could grab one for themselves to write in if they wanted. That's something we could make note of too, just in case anyone wants one.

[Sam's been thinking about it. He and Dean had used their dad's old journal for cases back home, adding to the thing any new notes they had for ghosts or monsters, any evil their dad hadn't run into yet.

It's only been four days since he arrived here, though. He may not need to make some sort of journal for his stay here if it's short. He's still holding out hope that his brother will show up or he'll find him, that they'll get home somehow. Even if he's like, oh, about sixty-five percent sure he may be dead.]

I would caution against using a book to write in just yet. Someone suggested that the books might fill with information as certain tasks are completed. We should wait a short while to see if this possibility is applicable to the library or not.

[ It would be hard to read a book when it has text already written all over it. ]

[Sam 'hmm's quietly in thought.]

That's true. Should keep an eye on all the books then just in case anything appears. And there's always loose paper to use.

The bulletin board has some paper, and perhaps some blank notebooks could be found in the town.

[ This world does have the technology for books, so it is possible they would sell them. ]

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[Yeah, sorry, Sam. Tsukishima understands wanting to not talk, god does he know, but this is sort of a group effort. And you're an actual adult compared to this small gaggle of Japanese teenagers. So have the tall blond one speaking up.]

Excuse me, sir?

[Okay, yeah, being called "sir" definitely gets his attention. In fact, he visibly cringes at it. It's a little too "yes sir"/"no sir" and reminds him of training with his father throughout his childhood.]

Just... Sam. Is fine. Uh, can I help you?

[“Just Sam”. As if there was any doubt… Definitely American, probably. It takes a moment for Tsukishima to adjust in his head.]

Sam then. I was only wondering what kind of skills you had. Since we’re talking about dividing chores, or picking up work, it might be useful to know what we can all do.

[Right, skills. He nods, straightens up a little so he finally seems pulled in with the rest of what's going on, rather than at the edges of it.]

Hunting, fighting, wilderness survival... [Hell, just survival in general.] Weaponry. Mostly guns, but I've used other things and I'm good at improvising. I'm fine taking daily chores whenever needed too, doing my share. I don't have a lot of experience cooking, though. Cleaning and laundry and stuff like that, I've been doing all my life. I have... pretty extensive first aid knowledge. Not enough to do anything invasive or surgical, but up to and including stitches I can handle.

[He's also an excellent researcher and fast reader, but he's not sure that would be helpful here. Neither would be his knowledge of the American legal system, obviously. He can act and lie and pretend he's someone he's not, though not as well as his brother can. His Google-fu would definitely be useless when there was no Google or even internet or computers that he could tell.]

I could probably teach others any of those things if needed. That's about it, I guess. [He scratches the back of his neck, and gives a light shrug.

There's a slight smile suddenly, a twitch of his lips and laughter in his eyes as he finishes dryly:] I can reach things off high shelves. [Being six foot four and all. Not as tall as their seven foot plus tall housemates, but still tall.]

[That’s… actually a pretty impressive resume. Way more than Tsukishima was expecting. He listens carefully, noting it all down in his head, and that slight preoccupation leaves him open to a small scoff of a laugh at Sam’s last words.]

Noted.

[Although he doubts he’ll be calling on him for that.]

It looks like I-pin is making a chore list, so… she’d probably appreciate help there. If we don’t have enough money to buy food from town, do you think you could help us find anything around in the woods near here or Domina?

[The sign of amusement that he gets from the teen (assuming he's reading it correctly) leaves Sam smiling sincerely. Being social without a real mission or an act, actually making friends, it's something Sam's gotten a little rusty at since he left Stanford. If he has to stay here long, hopefully it will come back to him. Even if... even at Stanford, he'd had a tendency to be reserved.

I-Pin... He goes back through the list of "visitors" in his head, recalling from the book, placing a face with the name. He vaguely remembers her saying something about chores while he was tuned out, too. Silently he makes a note to go speak with her, responds to the suggestion with a nod so Tsukishima knows he's planning on it.

A frown pulls at his features at that question, he tries to cover it up with another smile. This one doesn't reach his eyes. Hunting Bambi and Thumper and friends for food wasn't his favorite thing to do, though he's done it before. He'll do it again if necessary. It's not like it's difficult, compared to what he usually hunts. But they aren't evil. Just innocent creatures.]

Sure. It would help if we could find or obtain weapons. Guns would be best, so I can hit things from a distance. The next best option would be a crossbow, though just a bow will work too if that's all we can manage. Technology here seems to be pretty limited.

I think money should probably be spent on supplies first - tools or things we can use to make tools. We're going to need more clothes, for everyone, or a way to make them. I can help get us food so we can focus some of the money on that instead for a while. Until we can make more.

Ah… Good idea. There’s a store in town that sells weapons, but I didn’t see any crossbows. Only bows, and other weapons.

[This place really is low tech… It just makes the contrast to literal actual robots that much starker. He goes quiet for a moment, making a list in his head of tools they could possibly need. After a second, however, something comes to mind.]

Tomorrow, would you want to go into town with me? I can show you the store I was talking about and we can look at tools.

[More importantly, Tsukishima can ask him some questions about something that’s starting to concern him in the back of his mind.]

I haven't been into the town yet. Domina, right?

Yeah. Sounds like a good idea. I want to take a look at that weapons store you mentioned, too.

[Honestly he feels a little naked without anything on him. He'd half-considered stealing a knife from the kitchen to keep on him before deciding that was too paranoid. Also known as: something his brother would do. Now though, he has a reason for needing a weapon, if he's going to be hunting for food for the group.]

Hey. What name do you go by? [He knows what the visitors book has him down as. But what's there might not be what he wants to be called.]

That’s right, Domina.

[A foreign name, at least to him, but at least it’s simple enough to say.]
[The reminder that he hasn’t introduced himself makes him bow his head slightly in apology.]

Right… I forgot. [Everything here still has him a little thrown off.] I’m Tsukishima.

[Very few people are on first name basis with him… And even then, frankly, the people who could be just keep using that ridiculous nickname.]

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