closed to Lien;

[reallyfeelingit]

Shulk sat at the desk, really unsure of his place in the world. Yes, it was in a more public place in the California streets but Shulk didn't have much else to do. The Monado was on his back, the red metal not really standing out as a weapon. At best, in its current state, it looked less dangerous than a bat so no one even questioned him on it.

The engine in front of him took up most of his attention. Earning money to live was important and this is what he was exceptional at. Fixing machines. He could understand this but was awed by the magnificence of Hom society. Part of him wished he grew up here where Homs lived securely and in prosperity. But he didn't regret a moment in his life.

There was a moment where he lost focus though. It was dangerous but he was granted a foresight into the future. A girl walked near him. Someone he felt he should call out to but in his vision, he didn't. That ultimately resulted in utter destruction of everything around. The future...it could be changed. Even he understood that. So when he looked up and saw that very same girl, he called out. He would avert that disaster.

"Uh...hullo."

For being in California, he had such a British accent.

"Could I help you with anything?"

Comments

[psychometer]

Well, I can't mind it in this case. You clearly don't know your way around here.

[reallyfeelingit]

Whew, thank you. Maps really just don't do justice when it comes to directions.

[psychometer]

We got good maps in this world! But I guess it might not work for you since you're from somewhere else entirely.

[reallyfeelingit]

I don't mean to sound rude but 'You "have" good maps in this world'. Either way, you're right. Since I don't know the layout, they don't work well for me.

[psychometer]

[RUDE, but she doesn't snark back on that point oddly enough.]

How long do you think your stay here is going to be??

[reallyfeelingit]

I don't know. If I could see that far ahead, it'd only be blinks and blurs at the most either way.