morning post

[wordcarvings]

Koutarou Takao 6/1 near The Three Broomsticks

It seems I may have caused some concern as a result of temporarily losing all my memories regarding Retrospec, which I apologize for. I never wanted to cause any worry. As a result though, I seem to have missed something fairly important, or at least remarkable. It seems things look a bit different from usual, and if anyone could fill me in on as to why the tree outside my atelier looks like a candy cane for example, that would be very nice of you. In the meantime I'm going to be looking around at these new sights. It's pretty amazing.

[[ ooc: he'll be out and about all day and all of tomorrow, so if anyone wants to run into him while he's out with wide eyes and a sketchbook, feel free. ]]

Comments

[thesettingsun]

Have you ever had letters appear on your skin? Black or dark blue.

[wordcarvings]

Not this far here, but I saw it in one of the memories.. Did that happen to you here?

[thesettingsun]

Yes.

I don't recommend it.

[wordcarvings]

I can't imagine anyone would. What happened?

[thesettingsun]

I was attacked. After I was beaten up to a certain point, those letters appeared.

[wordcarvings]

[ Over on his end, Koutarou bristles in protective anger. Somewhere in the background a bartender hears a glass break; Koutarou will have to pay for that later, and will have to heal a burn. But never mind that now (except that it will make his typing slower). ]

By who?

[ The rest of the conversation has been temporarily put on ice. ]

[thesettingsun]

[Don't break perfectly good glasses over him, Koutarou.]

I don't know his name. I've never seen him after that.

[wordcarvings]

[ He already did that. At least there's no blood everywhere. Only some ink. ]

You could describe him.

[thesettingsun]

What would you do with a description?

[wordcarvings]

Know who to keep an eye out for.

[thesettingsun]

I don't remember enough details for that. My head went foggy towards the end.

[wordcarvings]

I see... If you ever do remember, I would be grateful if you let me know.

[thesettingsun]

Alright.

[He will never tell him anything.]

I just don't want you to freak out at someone innocent because of a half-remembered description.

[wordcarvings]

[ Probably for the best. Koutarou may be a pacifist but protective is protective. ]

I wouldn't do that. With enough description I could draw a sketch much better than anything they do at the police.

[thesettingsun]

I don't have enough description for that. I'm very sorry.

[wordcarvings]

No, that's fine, if you ever do have it though anytime is fine.

[thesettingsun]

Alright.

[Hopefully that will be the end of that.]

[wordcarvings]

[ For now, at least. ]

Did you paint any of the colorful things?

[thesettingsun]

I did! A lot around campus because it's a pain to try to get to classes when everything is invisible...

[wordcarvings]

Hard to navigate? Could nothing really be seen before it was painted?

[thesettingsun]

Nothing. I walked into a couple of walls.

[wordcarvings]

I guess that is a probable thing to happen, so it's unlikely it was only you who did.

It's quite peculiar how everything lost its color in the first place.

[thesettingsun]

Things have been more than 'peculiar' for a long time.

[wordcarvings]

Beyond February last year?

[thesettingsun]

A year and a half is a long time.