destinystrings | Memories are blurred... A late intro!

Who: Yuzuru Otonashi & OPEN to everyone!
Where: Aquarius -- not that he knows where he is, gosh.
Summary: Hi, Hinoto-ri! ... Otonashi's body hurts and what is this.
Warnings: Blood, injuries... and maybe swearing? Just to be safe on that last one.
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Waking up in a new, strange location and being fed information in the form of an figurative text wall is not new to Otonashi. The only word that really sticks with him, of course, is Persona. What that word encompasses, what it actually means is lost on him right now, and the confusion is enough to make him bristle with frustration.

The first thing you might notice about him is the torn up uniform. Then maybe the blood, from a distance, or the hobble in his steps and the near-stumbling: he's wounded. Gunshot wounds are evident. Up close, panic is visible on his face.

[ a ] If you are wandering around the Aquarius region where he finds himself, you might face a confused redheaded teenager flagging you down. He might even be more brash than usual; he doesn't handle confusion and change too well.

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[ b ] Maybe he has given up on moving for the time being. Instead, he's trying to catch his breath and get by with makeshift bandages, made with love from the remainder of his uniform. At least he seems to know what he's doing..?

(ooc: I'm pretty late to the party as usual, so I hope an intro post is okay!)

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HORUS has beeped at her, and that must mean a newcomer. It's difficult to track him down - he's on the move, and there are so many buildings in the way - and as time begins to run short she finally gives in and uses her power, if only briefly, to quickly leap ahead.

It's not hard to tell who it must be. Even if there were others around, the lost expression and injuries are enough to tell that he must be the one. Allowing her power to fade and, with it, the red marks on her skin, she quickly runs the rest of the way, her concern plain on her face.

"Excuse me! Are you alright?" She begins checking his visible injuries, not quite touching him but certainly reaching her hand out, ready to do what she can.

Noda had been wandering around the city aimlessly, unsure what to do. He had resolved everything and left the Afterlife to start a new life, so his determination to help Yuri out was now gone. And as far as he could tell, Yuri didn't seem to be in this world as well.

Without any goals, what was there to do other than to wander around? All the while, though, there seemed like there was something important still left to do; otherwise, why would he still be himself?

He walked by, his usual halberd's pole resting against his shoulder as he carried his trusted weapon. Noda didn't notice the familiar redhead: he was that spaced out.

Oto... [He's just as disoriented, but not quite as... bloody.]

Otonashi! [He jogs over to the redhead, relieved to see him, even if the situation is... odd.] Are you alright? What happened!?

[He's visibly a bit on edge also...]

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