**elderwick, city of candles** [O/A multifandom]

[KyokoKirigiri]

Auriel|notices Carson~ I saw Carson and walked over to him. “Hi Carson, do you want some help carrying those things.” I signed to Carson.

[Superwholock21]

Carson Joseph Queen/Metahuman/Tags: Auriel
Carson gave a small smile of greeting and shook his head. "It's taken care of. Thanks."
He appreciated that Auriel was one of those people who signed when she talked to him. It helped put him at ease when he used ASL.
He ran a hand through his hair, frowning. It was starting to grow out more and he'd have to get it cut soon. Well, he didn't have to, but he preferred it shaved down short.
"Knew cases?" he signed after a few moments down the rabbit trail that was his haircut.

[KyokoKirigiri]

Auriel|tags Carson~ “No not yet, it’s been quiet, we could check if the police need any help.” I signed back Carson. “Alex is dying to get another case of course.” I signed to Carson.

[InfiresAddiction]

Echo and Kai walk into the diner arguing about whether it was better to take pills after lunch or dinner. After a while, Echo gives up and tosses her backpack on the floor narrowly missing Kai. "I'm going to go get the usual. Take my back and go find somewhere to sit." She says before walking up to the counter and engaging in some friendly banter with the person behind it.

Kai huffs and picks up the bag. He heads towards their usual table and sees a lone figures sitting at a table next to theirs. He hops up on the detail and gives Kirito a canine grin. "Hey, aren't you that blacksmith guy? Blacksmith? Wait, no. Swordsmith, right? I don't think I've ever met you personally. I'm Kai!"

[sniper tf2]

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【 don't starve || 34 || human || @; library || tags; open || ● 】
" gah!" a quiet complain came from the scientist as yet another spelling error came about in his jumbled notes. scribbling out the word in a rushed manner before rewriting it, his other hand tangled in his own hair gripping it in frustration occasionally.
it had been several days since he woke up in this mysterious place, and although it was the place of his dreams, it also had problems of its own. Of course, these problems weren't nearly as bad as they were in the constant, he didn't have to constantly worry about the weather or if he was going to get to eat that day, and the combination of both streetlights and candles nicely lit up the place, making him go out at night without worrying about Charlie for the first time in years.
he didn't enjoy it for long though, as only after looking around did he essentially lock himself in the local library, reading every book in every shelf (with the exception of fantasy, of course) whenever he could. Sure, he might not be too much of a fan of literature, but so much time had passed since he was last on Earth, it was fascinating to read all the things they had done!! He didn't even know how they got the television to be in colour!
So many things to read and learn, all that knowledge came with questions, many, many questions... How did he end up here? Was Charlie behind this? Did the codex umbra still work? Why was he back in America and not back in Europe? What happened to them?! Did they simply spare him?!
His head started to hurt again, not now, Wilson, he was writing down questions for a reason, there truly is no reason to get all tangled in his own thoughts again.
With an exasperated huff, he continued his writing, using a pen was so much better than pencil, but making mistakes was much more common now that he ran on caffeine rather than fear.

☂ ＴＡＡＫＯ！！！

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【 the adventure zone || 100+ || male || sun elf || at; diner || tags; open || ● 】
wipwipwip for tomorrowwwwww

[Superwholock21]

Kazuto 'Kirito' Kirigaya/Human (With Video Game Aspects)/Tags: Kai
Kirito groaned inwardly as his solitary position was disturbed. However, he put on a warm smile in response to the greeting.
"I think you mean the Black Swordsman," he corrected. "I'm Kirito; nice to meet you."
A waitress came by then and saved Kirito from any further conversation. At least for the time being. She set his usual on the table and he handed her the money for the bill as well as a large tip, another thing he usually did. She smiled at him and returned to the counter, leaving Kirito to his coffee and fruit.

Carson Joseph Queen/Metahuman/Tags: Auriel
Carson nodded. "I can go now."
He moved to put his jacket back on in preparation to do just that, not waiting for a response.

[KyokoKirigiri]

Auriel~ I decided to go with Carson. I know Alex would be fine.

[blueblur]

connor |dbh|android| @library, tagged: higgsbury.

It's always quite slow in Elderwick.

He's glad for it - not much the cold, but slow not only referred to the movement of things, but someone's intelligence. It is easy to pass as a human here, with the mere act of shutting off his LED, a bit of concealer and simply not wearing Cyberlife issued clothing - today he's settled for the police uniform given to him by the EPD. The coat's rather nice, and insulates heat rather well, even if he wasn't a fan of the all-black look. That's probably the first opinion he's had in a while. There's a faint smile on his face as he strolls down the street, just taking in the environment and cataloging it in his mind. Compared to Detroit, it was... well, beautiful. The real circumstances were rather unfortunate.

Back on task, Connor.

He's headed to the library today - Connor had a while until he was expected at work, and was killing the time he had with small errands. A rather nice individual at the coffee shop he tended to visit had recommended a few different cookbooks after he expressed his desire to try eating food (much to their confusion). It's also simply a nice place to relax, and not far off from where he lived... at least, in his personal opinion. The second he steps in, warmth washes over his freezing body, and how dearly did he want to feel it. All Connor got was a small notification telling him he was in a suitable environment once again, and his internal heat would be stable again in roughly five minutes. Now, where are those cookbooks?

The library itself isn't organized at all, which makes locating them a problem. But, while he's searching, he managed to find something a bit more interesting. There's another man in here, obsessing over his notes and occasionally muttering to himself. Out of what's most likely sheer curiosity, Connor approached from the behind, peering over their shoulder to see what was being written, and was quickly confused. Yes, questions were normal, after all, humans didn't have the same amount of knowledge as androids, much less having it built into their heads, but...

Without any sort of warning or cue that he was there, Connor told the stranger, "The year is 2019 - color TV is a common occurrence due to the technology now being more affordable. It was not until the mid-1960s that color sets started selling in large numbers, due in part to the color transition of 1965 in which it was announced that over half of all network prime-time programming would be broadcast in color that autumn. The first all-color prime-time season came just one year later. If you want to know how a color TV works, I know that too. Streetlamps emit light by an arc of electricity created between two electrodes. The electrodes are in a transparent tube filled with gas and metal salts. The electrical arc generates heat, which works with the gas and metal to create light-emitting plasma... does that answer any of your questions?"
Wow, that's not creepy at all, Connor.

adair domnhull |hhn|"human"| @diner, tagged: n/a

Adair rues the day that he was fired.

He'd rather deal with children, you know? It wasn't like he didn't deal with children here, but at least as a teacher he worked in a quiet and clean environment, wasn't living off of tips, and even if Jonathan was a ridiculously strict man, he didn't hover over Adair and refuse to let him catch his breath for two seconds. At least it was morning, when everyone was still sleepy and didn't much mind a slow environment. And it was still clean. How much unpaid overtime has he racked up cleaning after his shift?

He’s still aching from how hard the past week has been on him. Maybe things will lighten up, but until he can find a way home, and regain what he’s lost, his legs will continue to be sore, and he’ll keep curled up underneath the counter until either his joints stopped aching, or someone caught him. Spoiler alert, it'd be the second. He could hear a bright conversation in the back corner, and a fellow employee returning from said table. He wasn't aware that they had a sizable tip with them, but he was aware of them nudging him with their foot, telling him to get back to work, there's a table that needs taken care of, no one cares about chronic pain. Fine. Maybe stretching out would help - but judging by how loudly his joints had just popped, ugh... no.

As he returned to work, which was much more difficult than it should have been due to the shortage of employees, and the fact that he was blind, Adair got the feeling that he was going to have to look for work somewhere else. Whether it be the fact that while people loved this diner, they didn't carry very ethical work practices, or just the overbearing idea that this work would end up killing him. Hopefully, one day, he'd get re-hired by the school. It was only one monster, after all, it hadn't even hurt anyone!

Just keep moving, Adair. It'll be over soon, for better or for worse.

[angelabsol]

Wings fluttered as Wick landed infront of the diner and strolled on in. The diner was very cozy, with tables and booths, a little bar with stools to sit, a few framed pictures, a tv in the corners that played very muted colored shows, a radio echoed out the news and music into the diner.

As Wick strolled in, he narrowed his eyes when seeing Adair. The guy was a good teacher, an excellent one too, but he just HAD to release a monster, and into HIS school, that was untolerable. Shaking that memory past, Wick found himself sitting in a small booth and flagged over some waiter, not really carring who.

[InfiresAddiction]

Echo came with the drinks and food and set it down on their table before coming over to Kirito and Kai. She swats Kai gently over the ear and looks at him disapprovingly. "Don't you know by now to not talk to strangers?" Kai looks at her sheepishly before sneaking a mischievous glance at the black swordsmith. "Last time you talked to a stranger, you almost ended up becoming a hat!" She continues. She looks back at the swordsmith with a friendly smile as she picks up Kai. "Sorry about Kai, he's a bit too friendly. I'm Echo, by the way. The local doctor. Don't forget to stay warm!" She walks back walks back to their table and put Kai down on it. Usually she doesn't just say something and walk away, but she figured that the man probably wanted some peace and quiet. She slides some cake and milk over to the disgruntled Kai and chuckles affectionately as he perks up and digs in.