melodiesoflife | THE ROOM(MATE)

WHO: Rukia Kuchiki, OPEN (especially to people in B-03)
WHAT: Rukia explores the city to learn how to navigate this new place ~~and to find the best trees to climb what no~~, as well as get a look at the house where she was assigned to live.
WHEN: Backdated to September 5th - Early Evening
WHERE: Aqures Ixren, then B-03
WARNINGS: None. Rukia is short.

[Moving Around the City]

Chappopo the Moogle was lucky. The hero she'd been assigned to was a couple of inches under five feet tall. As such, there was no need to worry about keeping up with a long-legged stride. Rukia's pace was brisk and confident, but her stride was short. She showed her curiosity without reservation, moving past the populace and pausing occasionally to examine a vendor's cart or a shop window. Doing so allowed her to catch a glimpse of her reflection. The ninja's hood and mask were slipped down long ago, and she was relieved to find that her appearance was largely unchanged. She still looked as she had when she was a Soul Reaper.

"I should like to know the places of importance," Rukia said, pulling herself away from a clothing shop. Wearing robes of black so openly amongst other humans was a little strange, but at least she wasn't alone. She saw at least one or two others wearing the same ninja garments as she did.

"Kupo? Should we visit the airship port?"

Rukia smiled. Airships... She could imagine what those would be like. She inclined her head. "I would like that, thank you."

Maybe they could get something to eat, as well. Surely they would have given her some of these 'gils' they'd mentioned, to see to her basic needs.

[Finding B-03]

It was dark by the time Rukia had got her fill of the city. There was still much more to see (particularly the Chocobo Stables, which were closed much to her disappointment), but she was tired and more than ready to rest. Following Chappopo's directions, Rukia approached the house to which she was assigned. It seemed like a comfortable place, at least from the outside. As to what the interior held, she couldn't guess. Rukia rapped politely on the front door with her knuckles.

"There will be others living here as well?"

"Three, I believe," Chappopo answered.

Rukia nodded slowly, thoughtful. Interesting. It would be good in any case to meet others who were better versed in the world and the duties of being a Hero of Light. She stood patiently on the front step, arms resting loosely at her sides.

"I'll leave you to it, then. Good night, Rukia-po!"

She smiled warmly. "Good night to you as well. Thank you for your guidance this day."

[OOC: Still new, feel free to let me know if I made a mistake, and I'll edit!]

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It seemed she'd run into the right person to talk about jobs, then. Her grasp of the subject was rudimentary at best; she didn't even know what abilities she could access with either of her jobs. All she knew was that her clothing closely resembled what she wore as a shinigami when she was a Ninja, making it the most comfortable option for now.

"Onion...Knight?" Rukia's expression grew skeptical. Why would anyone want a job with a title like that? What purpose could it possibly serve?

Ven nodded once, confidently. "I just unlocked it myself -- once you max out one of your Jobs, you get Onion Knight automatically. Somehow." He wasn't too sure of the logic behind that himself; neither was Mograe, judging by her silence. "It's not really meant for fighting, though. It can give you different stat boosts depending on how many maxed Jobs you have. Something like that, right?"

"Right, kupo. It's a little complicated, so that's why I'll just teach you the skills as you get them. But basically, kupo, the more maxed Jobs you have, the more useful the Onion Knight is."

Rukia nodded thoughtfully. So she'd be stuck with the job of...ugh... 'Onion Knight' automatically. She couldn't even begin to imagine what kind of clothes she would have to wear with such a job. Would she smell like onions?

"That must take quite a long time," she noted, holding her elbows as she crossed her arms. "But the process seems less complicated than I thought. I wonder... What happens once you complete ten of these jobs?"

Ven and Rae exchanged looks. This was where it became more complicated, to say the least.

"Mastering ten unlocks the Onion Knight's true power, kupo, and thus the true power of the Hero of Light who manages it. Its final skill -- some kind of major attack, kupo."

Humming in agreement, Ven added, "But... there's this lady, Kalki -- no one's sure if she's an enemy or what--"

"She's certainly acted like one, kupo."

"--but she's definitely done some bad things through us," Ven finished, ignoring his moogle's interruption. "There's been some talk about what she really wants; a few people think she might want one of us to unlock the final skill so she can use it somehow." It was Rae's turn to hum, a disgruntled sound. She clearly had less questions about Kalki's true motives. "So for now we're trying to avoid mastering ten Jobs. At least until we have a better idea of what's going on."

Kalki... Was that a name she knew? She didn't think so. She hoped she wasn't taking up too much time with all of her questions, but there was a great deal she didn't know. Ignorance was not as blissful as some might think.

"What did she do?" Rukia asked. "Has she been urging Heroes to complete their Jobs?" Based on what she knew, that could take at least five years. Did Kalki have the kind of patience to pull off something with that much planning?

Ven hummed thoughtfully. "I'm not really the best person to ask -- the Heroes were having trouble with her before I showed up. All I really know is that she's tricked us before, and people got hurt because of her and Jessie -- uh, Palitutu," he corrected himself. "That's her real name. We don't know where Kalki and Palitutu are now, or if they're working together, but..."

His frown deepened. He knew next to nothing about Kalki, really, but he'd met and spoken to Palitutu -- he'd argued against her plan to use the Ultima Weapon, only for her to dismiss his concerns while he decided to go about the battle his own way. He'd moved past that little guilt trip, but his grudge against her was a bit personal all the same.

"But if you ask one of the Heroes who've been here longer, they can probably tell you more."

Rukia made a mental note to purchase a pad of paper and some markers at her earliest opportunity. There was a lot of information being presented, foreign names and places that would be difficult to remember, without making some sort of personal record.

Plus she needed to be able to demonstrate her teachings with her usual drawings.

"I'll be sure to research the both of them, then," she inclined her head. "It seems important to know." Perhaps she should go to the library. It was close by, wasn't it?

"I should go do that. Is there anything else imperative that I know, before we part?"

"Mmm..." Ven considered, thinking back to when he first arrived. She knew about Jobs, the monsters around town, the state of the city...

After a moment he smiled again, shaking his head. "I'd just say trust your moogle. They know a lot, and they're really hard workers -- and they make really good friends if you let 'em. Right?" He glanced at Mograe, who flustered slightly. Ven had openly called her his friend before, but she wasn't used to such blatant praise.

"W-Well -- like anyone, kupo!"

That made Ven chuckle, but in good humor. "Anyway -- if you have any other questions later, I'd be glad to try and help, Rukia! I'm always around."

Rukia chuckled. The relationship he shared with his Moogle was obviously one forged of trust and care. "I appreciate your help. It is a favor I will not forget." She glanced at Chappopo with a smile, then gave a faint jerk of her head before the two of them set off to resume their tour of the city.

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