♥ 01st beat; written > video & action;

[coffeejunkie]

written > video;

[ The feed opens with writing initially, but it's nothing of great significance at first. In fact, all the owner seems to be doing is writing his surname on it. ]

Otonashi. [ And then the owner pauses as if he has to try to remember a language that isn't Luceti's known common. ]
音無.

♥ ---

[ Just like any other lost new feather, he discovers this mystical video option and goes for it. Way to be super late to the new feather arrival party, Otonashi! ]

I could have used this all along, huh...? Maybe I ... tried? I can't remember very much about what happened the last few days...

Just something about Malnosso and death penalties. [ There's a break in the audio just before he sneezes. Right ― sickness too. Showing up to Luceti without the right clothing for the weather wasn't his idea, that much is certain. Did he stay out too long in it? It looks like he might have. Why? He can't recall, but he did bump into other winged people that he remembers. ]

And... ah, mister Layton! Thank you for your help.

I remember that much. It's a little fuzzy now, [ What fourth wall event? And all those people lacking wings? What? ] but I got most of it. Is there anything else I should know? [ This is directed at any listeners. ]

action; ---

[ And Otonashi can be found around town, shopping around for a meal. "Shopping" is used loosely here, considering the lack of a monetary system, but nevertheless he is out and about. For anyone who might be familiar with him, he is wearing his "school's" school uniform, except with a wise addition of a thicker shirt beneath it and a scarf. The warm clothes make sense, but the choice in uniform might not.

Everything is going pretty well, and you might either find him stopping at the local bakery (or anywhere nearby!), or worse...

... with a wing slammed in the door. Having these new wings is confusing and weird and he didn't even have to deal with having these things in the afterlife, okay? He was taking in how ornate the paintings inside were. It was just a bakery, he had no idea someone poured so much love into the decor; Otonashi can appreciate the arts! Sadly, the result today is pain.

It just wouldn't be Otonashi if he didn't come into a string of misfortune upon arriving somewhere new. ]

Comments

[trainwrecking]

You too... It's kind of a relief.

I didn't want you to think that my memory is that bad. Ah―! I was going to ask you...

[reminded]

Yes?

[trainwrecking]

If I could do something in return for your help. Maybe... coffee? A meal? [ Not that he can cook a great meal himself, but... ]

[reminded]

Ah. There's no need at all, but... I could never refuse a hot cup of tea. [A coffee man he is not.]

[trainwrecking]

Haha, really... I insist! [ That's fine, Otonashi can drink enough coffee for both of them! ]

So... how about at the tea shop, then..?

[reminded]

That would be lovely. Shall I see you there?

[trainwrecking]

Yeah. I'll be over― maybe with a friend? [ It depends on if he can scrape his friends and/or idiot rival off of him... ]

[reminded]

The more, the merrier. [And he's interested in meeting Otonashi's fellows from the afterlife, if that's who he has in mind.]

[trainwrecking]

Haha... Yeah! I'll be there as soon as I can.

[ As promised, he heads out soon after. Thankfully he only has one addition when he shows up. Bringing along Noda, the resident idiot, might have brought too much commotion. Yuri wasn't around, and he hadn't yet bumped into Naoi.

So, it is indeed just Otonashi and a blue-haired boy showing up for tea. Now to find Layton... ]

[reminded]

[Layton is sitting at a central table, pondering his tea options. When he hears the door open, he looks up, spots Otonashi's bold head of hair, and raises a hand in greeting.]

[trainwrecking]

[ And Otonashi spots Layton, waving politely. He finishes off his coffee on the way in and deposits the empty can in a nearby receptacle. ]

Ah, hello! Sorry I'm a little late... [ He looks over his shoulder, making sure Hinata is keeping up and paying attention. ]

commence threeway? :O

[reminded]

Not at all. I've just arrived myself. And who is your friend here?

[He focuses on the new face, whom he notices has as unique a hair color as Otonashi's.]

[frequent_flyer]

[Hinata is immediately sucked in by the staggering list of teas, mulling them over.]

Vanilla blueberry spice... Ah! [He realizes he's being talked to, turning to Layton and giving a partial salute.]

[He hasn't seen an actual adult in a long time, okay.]

Hello! I am Hinata! If it pleases you, you may call me Hi-chan! [Calm down there, sport. He seems a little on edge.]

shouldn't be responding to this in class, but I. can't. not.

[trainwrecking]

... This is Hinata. Given name Hideki. [ Since he can sympathize with the confusion between Eastern and Western name order. ]

He... likes nicknames... Hinacchi, and now Hi-chan. [ Hi-chan is a new one. At least to Otonashi. ]

[reminded]

[At least he has his options open. Layton smiles and returns the salute with a tip of his hat.]

A pleasure, Hinata. Hershel Layton at your service. [He motions to the menu.] I'm afraid they don't serve coffee here, but their tea is top-notch.

[frequent_flyer]

[Hadn't Otonashi told him that this guy was a professor? He sure didn't seem that strict...]

[Visibly, he relaxed slightly.] Ah... It's nice to meet you... Haha...

[He went back to pondering the menu as the Professor gestured to it.] Ah... Do you two know what you want?

[trainwrecking]

That's okay. I brought my own. [ One for the trip in and one for the trip out. Otonashi has a bit of a thing with coffee, and though he sets his extra on the table, he doesn't touch it. ]

Uhh... not yet. Any suggesti...ons? Ah― peach green tea? Cherry Rose Kyōto Sencha...? [ Sounds like someone is finding this all quite fancy. ]

[reminded]

I've yet to encounter a flavor here that disagrees with me. If you like your tea a bit sweet, I'd recommend the lychee green tea. Otherwise, I'm partial to their darjeeling.

[frequent_flyer]

[A small smile tugs at his lips as he sees the can of coffee sitting on the table. Never change, Otonashi.]

Oi, Otonashi... You might like the peppermint mocha tea. [He points to the menu.] It's kind of like coffee except... it's tea. [He's just so articulate.]

[As Layton speaks, he nods agreeably.] I think I'll try the lychee green tea...

[trainwrecking]

[ Layton isn't the only professor in the room, everyone. Make way for professor Hinata, pHD in language and professional speaker. ]

Yeah, I'll try the peppermint mocha. Sounds like a strange flavor for tea, but... Ah, why don't I go place the order?

[ He looks to Layton. ] Would you like the darjeeling, then?

[reminded]

[That does sound like a strange flavor for tea, but who knows? He nods at Otonashi.] Darjeeling would be fine, thank you.

[Now then. Even if Otonashi is leaving the table, Layton doesn't want his friend to feel uncomfortable. How about a little chat?] So how do you know Otonashi?

[frequent_flyer]

[Hinata is sitting there, fiddling with one of the packets of honey on the table when Layton addresses him.]

Eh?

Oh!

[He grins, this is a question he can answer without too much trouble. He was expecting... math or something. He was a professor! Isn't that what they... did?]

I met him when he died! [What.] He said you helped him find his clothes, right? Thanks! I didn't even know he was here at first...

[trainwrecking]

Got it. I'll be back in a bit, then.

[ And so Otonashi went on the great, pivotal adventure of ordering everyone's drinks. Try not to lay it on too thick, Hinata, because Otonashi is too preoccupied to do damage control. ]

[reminded]

[No math. For now.]

Ah. [That says it all.] Yes, he was in quite the condition when I met him. It's good to see him in proper health -- and with proper coverage -- this time around.

[frequent_flyer]

He and I were both sick for a while, haha... [He scratches his head nervously. It was strange. The illness had been no longer-lasting and no worse than sicknesses he'd had when he was alive, but it had been such a long time since he'd had to worry about getting sick... surely his immune system would have deteriorated.]

[And that got him to thinking...]

So... do people age here? [It's worth asking, he figures.]