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first harvest. video. saturday afternoon.
[ This seems like it's working now. Nojiko is already out of the New Feather dress, having managed to get directions to the Welcome Center, where she got a run-down of what was going on. That took most of the morning. The rest of the morning was spent finding her clothing, changing, and then sitting at a corner table in the bakery reading through the entirety of the new arrival guide.
She also had breakfast. A muffin. It was a blessedly normal muffin.
The breakfast was the only remotely normal part of the morning. Now that she feels educated (although...skeptical and still trying to hold all of this information in), it looks like it's time to attempt using the journal, as was suggested to her earlier. She's still at her little table in the bakery, the journal held open in front of her. ]
Hello. [ just getting that greeting out of the way, before plunging onward. ] So, I understand that this is a way of talking to people here. [ The guide explained that, and she's sort of been checking out the last two or three entries, just figuring out how it works. ] And I'm also given to understand that there are people here from many worlds?
I'm not asking for that explanation again. I'm just not sure how I'm meant to find anyone from my own world. [ ...Or if she wants to. It's not like being from her world automatically makes someone excellent company or someone she wants anything to do with. But. ] How do you know if you're from this world or that one? If there were a list of possibilities, I guess I might have a chance of picking home out.
So I suppose I'm really just asking to be found. [ Dry laughter. Well, she's taken care of everything else, so...of course, there might not be anyone else. That had been covered, too. ] If you know Cocoyasi Village or the Conomi Islands, I'd be grateful for a quick word. [ Presumably anyone familiar with geography from home would be from home, right?
A pause. Wow, she forgot something important, didn't she? ] My name is Nojiko, by the way. Thanks. [ Okay she'll just end that there, then, and see what's what. ]
She also had breakfast. A muffin. It was a blessedly normal muffin.
The breakfast was the only remotely normal part of the morning. Now that she feels educated (although...skeptical and still trying to hold all of this information in), it looks like it's time to attempt using the journal, as was suggested to her earlier. She's still at her little table in the bakery, the journal held open in front of her. ]
Hello. [ just getting that greeting out of the way, before plunging onward. ] So, I understand that this is a way of talking to people here. [ The guide explained that, and she's sort of been checking out the last two or three entries, just figuring out how it works. ] And I'm also given to understand that there are people here from many worlds?
I'm not asking for that explanation again. I'm just not sure how I'm meant to find anyone from my own world. [ ...Or if she wants to. It's not like being from her world automatically makes someone excellent company or someone she wants anything to do with. But. ] How do you know if you're from this world or that one? If there were a list of possibilities, I guess I might have a chance of picking home out.
So I suppose I'm really just asking to be found. [ Dry laughter. Well, she's taken care of everything else, so...of course, there might not be anyone else. That had been covered, too. ] If you know Cocoyasi Village or the Conomi Islands, I'd be grateful for a quick word. [ Presumably anyone familiar with geography from home would be from home, right?
A pause. Wow, she forgot something important, didn't she? ] My name is Nojiko, by the way. Thanks. [ Okay she'll just end that there, then, and see what's what. ]
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Nojiko tidies up the table for a second - it doesn't take much, she just has to clear away her one small plate - before following Rapunzel, tucking the journal away for the time being. ]
Have you had this place open long?
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[She holds an apron out for Nojiko. It's blue and yellow with cheery buttons and lace, sewn by Rapunzel's own hand.]
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You must like baking? [ Since. No money. ...Or she likes keeping busy, which is something Nojiko approves of. ]
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Oh, yes! Very much so. It's one of my favorite ways to pass the time.
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[ She's heading to the sink to wash her hands now. La la la soap. ]
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I suppose I'm ahead of the game, then. [ ...But really, she'd get bored pretty quickly if she weren't. Running the business with only one real employee is sort of time-consuming, and Nojiko always preferred it that way. Less time to fret. ]
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[ Apparently she missed her sister by a hair. Welp. ]
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You're doing better than most people when they first arrive, then.
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...Yeah, Nojiko's taking it well. Then again, she's had time to process with reading the guide, and the person she would most miss is someone she's accustomed to missing. There's everyonne she knew in Cocoyashi, of course, but life in a piratical world means people coming and going.
She's. Not sure how some of the weirder parts are going to mesh, but...well, it's easier to just try to think of practical matters, for the moment. ]
I woke up fairly near to the Welcome Center, so answers were fairly ready to be found. [ Seriously, she just got the welcome deal, thanked them, and came to process. ] ...I think that's a pretty lucky occurance, given what I've come to understand.
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She doesn't know enough about anything to offer anything other than a similar story. ] My sister apparently left just before I came here.
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Really? You didn't even get to see her?
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[And who might go home, but she doesn't like to dwell on that.]
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It does seem like a place that's full of surprises.
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