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realityshifted2008-04-17 08:50 am
seventhcoil.livejournal.com) wrote in realityshifted2008-04-17 08:50 am
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[it's time for the detective to investigate things. Fumie appears on the Astral Plane and looks around for a minute before popping out and back in with a comfy chair, blanket and what looks like a box of food. Looking satisfied, she nods and reaches into the small pink pack at her side and pulls out a fishing pole. Yes, out of a tiny pack.
After checking the string, she sets it down and reaches back into the pack, pulling out this little dude. He's Oyaji, a tiny, adorable old man thing. She pulls out several slips of paper and prods them into Oyaji's back (who squirms at this). Then she hooks him onto the fishing pole, though he doesn't seem to mind that, and points out into the vast expanse]
Oyaji! Go out there and tell me what you find. We're looking for anything, understand?
[Oyaji blinks up at her, then salutes and starts running, squeaking as he goes. Fumie watches for a minute before settling into the chair and keeping the fishing pole firm]
After checking the string, she sets it down and reaches back into the pack, pulling out this little dude. He's Oyaji, a tiny, adorable old man thing. She pulls out several slips of paper and prods them into Oyaji's back (who squirms at this). Then she hooks him onto the fishing pole, though he doesn't seem to mind that, and points out into the vast expanse]
Oyaji! Go out there and tell me what you find. We're looking for anything, understand?
[Oyaji blinks up at her, then salutes and starts running, squeaking as he goes. Fumie watches for a minute before settling into the chair and keeping the fishing pole firm]
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