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[There's a rather strange new feather walking around town right now. For one, she seems to have torn off a strip of cloth from around her new-feather dress to blindfold herself, for whatever reason. Despite that, she seems to be getting around just fine...]

[But that's not all! Even if she weren't wearing the blindfold, she's not even trying to watch where she's going. She's too busy leafing through the journal in her hands, occassionally shaking it as though she expects the voices inside to just fall out. And those of you paying attention over the networks have likely noticed that she is holding it upside down as well.]

[In a moment, she stops walking and lets out a very small sigh before stating the obvious to whomever is listening.] I am no longer in the Stendrion Desert, am I.

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[Whelp, if he wasn't endeared before...] Heh. You're quite the strong little lady.

Not a problem at all! [And with that, he turns to Raine's guide (http://wise-maiden.livejournal.com/24338.html#cutid1) to begin the explanation. Thankfully, some sections have brief audio parts, which he lets her listen to, filling in whatever information he deems necessary for her stay.]

[Cheyenne listens intently to his every word, only asking the occasional question for him to clarify one thing or another. When he's finished, she smiles again at him.] That was quite a lot to take in. Thank you for helping me.

I imagine now would be a good time to find myself a place to stay... or, perhaps, locate my clothes. I only hope this place does not continue to be of such an inconvenience... [Although that was probably just wishful thinking.]

If you need a guide, just say the word~! There's a clothing shop and apartments available. Like the guide said, don't worry about paying.

If it is not too much to ask, it would be rather helpful to have someone show me around the village. [Her hand trails up to the blindfold around her eyes.] I am afraid, with or without this blindfold, I cannot see well enough to distinguish the buildings from one another.

Yes, Cheyenne-chwaaaaan~!

Are you in town right now? Just give me a few minutes. [a good thing the village is small enough that he can probably find her on sight alone]

Yes, I am. I imagine it is safe to say I'll be the only one wearing a blindfold?

[She's not very hard to miss: bright blond curls and a white newfeather dress, sitting down in a patch of green grass.]

In Luceti? Probably. [She isn't hard to miss! And since she's a young lady, it means Sanji's even quicker to spot her as that's how he rolls.

He closes his journal and slides it under his arm before greeting her properly, a wide smile on his face - doesn't matter if she can't see it.]

Maaah, Cheyenne-chan's even cuter in person~!

[When she hears Sanji speak, Cheyenne recognizes his voice and gets to her feet, a thoughtful smile on her face.] I can't recall a time when another person has referred to me as "cute".

[Even though she is blindfolded, she's looking directly at him when she speaks.] I only hope I'll be able to find my own clothes... naturally, it's rather difficult for me to find things when I cannot see them clearly.

You must not have many gentlemen where you're from - you deserve every comment.

[Seriously, how could they not think her cute? ... Actually, the parts of his brain not dedicated to swooning are taking note of those words and her direct stare. It's not the slightest bit off, blindfold or not. He wonders if it's only because of his voice]

So you can kinda see them, then? [he turns, eying the stores around the fountain] There are four big buildings here. The one to your immediate right is the school. Next is the grocery. Then the clothing store, and last, the smithy and weapon's shop.

[The people from her world are understandably wary of pretty little things in blindfolds. She turns and looks at the stores as he names them off.] Yes. My way of seeing things is by sense, rather than sight. Although they appear similar, I should be able to memorize which building is which.

[There's a pause as she looks at the weapon's shop.] ...is there a danger here that requires the need for weapons?

Huh. Interesting. [Making a note of that before continuing, walking along, making sure she follows]

You could say that. Most weapons already have owners. They show up here with the New Feathers, waiting to be found.

But a friend of mine makes a bunch, too, for whoever wants to use them. Luceti's far from predictable. [He sounds grave and vaguely annoyed]

You mentioned the experiments before, but I suppose the residents themselves can add to the element of danger as well? [This wasn't exactly a wild guess. The fact that she was here at all was proof enough that not every resident had to be peaceful...]

[Well, peaceful all the time, at least.]

Exactly.

This shithole isn't known for being picky when it comes to residents. It'll take all kinds.

[There's a short pause.] ...to be honest, I had already figured this to be the case, seeing as I have wound up here.

Is that right? [a glance]

So Cheyenne-chan is an element of danger, too. [he sounds curious, nothing more]

[After taking only a second to consider something, she stops walking.] Sanji, am I correct in assuming that you would not know what I mean when I say I am an illusionist?

[He does mull over the word carefully, just in case. He stops walking with her]

This would be the first time I've heard that term used.

Then, suppose I were to say that I am a monster. Would you be inclined to believe me?

Depends on your definition of a monster. And their motivations.

I've met people the entire world hates, monsters in their own right, and they're some of the best friends I have.

[Not the reaction she was expecting.] ...you mean you aren't afraid?

You'd have to give me a good reason to be afraid first. Calling yourself a monster...

Maaah, I've been called a monster on occasion. Same as my crew. [So that's not gonna cut it]

[She's going to double-take a little there and glance over at Sanji. He looks rather powerful, yes, but to be called a monster...?] Perhaps that word has a far broader definition than I have been led to believe... you do not seem like a monster at all.

And a lot of people would agree with you.

But I've got the potential, you could say. Quite a few of us stuck here do.

Edited 2010-09-10 20:53 (UTC)

Hm. Then perhaps it would be all right to tell you. [Even if she still needs help and it would be oh-so inconvenient if he ran away...]

Illusionists are monsters that feed on the souls of living creatures. And that is what I am.

[... Admittedly, that's a weighty accusation against oneself]

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