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[Night, and a campfire outside of town, in the lightly forested scrubland of the Neloi Flats. A good rendezvous point for a ragtag bunch of abductees; a point of interest for any stragglers, where fellow otherworlders can be found.

Just follow the smell of cooking meat. There's...there's a lot of it.

And while you're all feeding yourselves, there's a lot to talk about. For instance: who the fuck were the people that brought everyone here? What did they want? Who's interested in finding a way back home, and what's the best way to tackle that question? Where will everyone stay? How will everyone get along in this place?

All that and more, at the campfire.]

[[ooc: Meant to be a rapid-fire IC conversation kind of post, with rampant threadjacking, but do as ye will! Proper toplevels are welcome, as are new characters.]]

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[That bird is being watched.

It's not in any threat, he knows what amounts to a pet when he sees one, but ... but what IS it.]

..The date here would be different than elsewhere wouldn't it?

[ She is now watching back. ]

...It would be. It was Autumn 28th at home.

[ ...wait autumn 30th what calendar is that. ]

[It's hard to watch the bird AND pay attention to Noctis, but he's doing his damnedest to do just that. Why was it covered in tiny triangles??

.. but wasn't autumn..]

Isn't that a season?

[ they are feathers and she is now puffing. so she can preen. ]
Yeah. It's a season. 30 days each season.
[ what is this, harvest moon? ]

[It's SO FLUFFY.

... Touching other people's things is inappropriate when they can see you doing it. Broly stays right where he is.]

Your world must spin very quickly around its sun then, if you only have the regular five seasons.

They're controlled by the legendary birds. Articuno brings cold, Zapdos brings peace between the others, and Moltres brings heat.

It may be different outside of my home. [ He's really not sure.

But Stella then approaches. With that smartness in her eyes. ]

...I haven't heard of any such birds. If it works..

[Shrug.]

I think most places have their seasons controlled by ... the angle of ..

[It's right there.]

..Can I touch your thing?

It does. After Alola settled above Unova, something needed to be done - my father tells me it began before he was born.

[ A pause. Stella plz. ]

Her name is Stella. May he?

[ Stella chirps, and sudden friendly headbutt. ]

[Hopefully nothing would happen to the birds then if entire seasons relied on them.

If it seems that Broly is being very cautious when he reaches out to touch the togekiss it's because he IS. Just about everything is incredibly fragile as far as he was concerned, and he didn't want to hurt it.]

Usually it's rotation that makes seasons. A planet's far away from it's sun, it's winter. It gets closer, it's spring. Closest it's summer or fire season depending, and then as it leaves again, autumn.

[That's not quite right.

... it's as fluffy as it looks!]

...When my Guards went to Alola, they mentioned Summer lasted longer then 30 days.

[ Basically, Unova is kept alive by legendaries because it's where the world-ending beast will come from.

She looks so happy to be pet! Letting out a few chirps, Noctis couldn't help but smile. ]

Your guards were left behind I take it.

[A pause, and he glances at all the OTHER people. Are they his guards?

... Meanwhile he's still careful, but he's just going to keep petting the fluffy thing. It's not often he gets the opportunity! Maybe that's why people kept pets, they were soft!]

Yeah. Ignis and Gladio - and Zoroark.

[ A pause, as he hears Stella cooing more and then whoops, she's wrapping her wings around him. ]

...Prompto's one of mine, though. [ w-well maybe. ] So's Stella. They're friends.

[Warm AND fluffy! It's a little harder to pet this way but he keeps at it anyway to the best of his ability.]

I haven't heard of those three. Prompto ... is he a good guard?

[He sounds a touch dubious.]

He's very friendly but doesn't seem good at fighting.

He's not a guard. He's... we're traveling together.

[ yes that's it. traveling to prove himself worthy. ]

Neither of us fight. It's Stellas' role.

[The bird does the fighting? Broly leans back a little bit to try to study it better. Triangles and fluff. It sure didn't seem dangerous.]

I guess he'd be good to travel with, he's very lively. But you don't fight at all? Not even a little bit?

...No.

[ He is heavily scarred and injured under his clothes and also his makeup - he couldn't fight for himself. He needs to find full sleeves - the makeup on his arms is flaking a little. ]

But Stella-- back here. Show him your Aura Sphere.

[ And the birb does pull away from pets with a huff, to move a bit away from the camp - before shooting out a blue ball of energy into the air. It feels quite strong - as it explodes like fireworks.

Stella barely charged it. But even then, the burst of energy does linger for a moment before she goes back for more pets. Noctis seems to be a bit enthusiastic, as he discusses her. ]

...She's strong. She also knows Softboiled, Flamethrower, and Present. I was hoping to teach her Hidden Power to see what type it is.

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[.....halfway through a bite, remembering things he never thought he'd have to remember about the surface.]

Hey, what season is it?

...Can't tell yet. Might be spring or summer, though. It's warm.

I think it's summer. Night didn't last too long, and it was still pretty warm after sundown.

[Trust him. He has no sleeves.]

How long is that going to last? Should we be figuring out how to deal with the cold before it happens?

We've got 30 days. If we're lucky, a few more weeks.

Noct, those are months. Seasons are, y'know, a fourth of the year.

...Right.
[ He's looking rather confused, though. His years are only 4 months long. But for once, it seems Prompto knows more then him.

...It's a chilling feeling. Stella notes quietly: Pull Prompto aside and explain this. Sometime. Not right now. ]

But we don't know how many months are left. [ The word month sounds weird to him. ]

What's, what's normal for that?

[Prompto glances at Noct with concern, but--later. They're already gonna have to have a conversation about the one thing; might as well try to iron this little wrinkle out then, too.]

Uh, hard to say exactly? Depends on when in summer we are. But there'd be a whole season of fall before winter, if that's what you're worried about, so, like. At least ninety days, if this place works at all like Eos.

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