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[fortuna_tenax]

Certainly not this small, but I guess they do... no back legs, huh? Maybe it's like a Chinese dragon...?

[That last part is muttered as she leans over slightly to get a better look at the little guy. Magical creatures must have been more common in this world- less hidden.]

So, I guess they're ours now. Okay.

[Personally, Jinx isn't sure she's prepared to take care of a small, tiny unicorn... but fuck it, she survived making sure the H.I.V.E FIVE were alive, right? Couldn't be harder than getting Gizmo to eat a goddamn vegetable for once in his life.

It's at his introduction that she actually remembers, oh right, people. Automatically she adjusts, shifting the backpack over one shoulder while still keeping a hand around the straps and stands up just a little straighter- eyes forward, head held high, self assured in these strange circumstances.]

Oh- right. I'm Jinx.

[pitpocket]

[That mutter he just barely manages to hear with those pointed ears of his is interesting... Chinese Dragon, huh? Jazz can't say he's ever heard of that particular breed... Although honestly he's more of a math guy than a biology guy. Maybe Professor Balam would know more about it.]

[At least his little "Chinese Dragon" doesn't seem too vicious. At Jinx's peering, he blinks up at her owlishly and leans a little closer in turn. A lot is going on for the little guy, needless to say, although at least not as much as the two teenagers here.]

Jinx, huh? Nice name.

[Genuine compliment, too - Jinx might not know it, but she's the kind of girl whose vibe would fit in perfectly with the demon world Jazz knows. He doesn't question the lack of last name introduced there; people have their reasons and demons especially so.]

[For now, he just slings his backpack over the shoulder not occupied by a tiny dragon.]

Anyway, I guess the question now is "kidnapped" or "illusion", huh? It feels real enough, but that doesn't mean anything...

[As the victim of deceit in multiple forms, well, listen... Jazz feels it's a legitimate concern to have.]

tfw u still havent salvaged all ur icons so u gotta make do with what u got

[fortuna_tenax]

[It's a pleasant affirmation that she doesn't need to sugarcoat anything, or worry about breaking some poor human's mind- not that the ears left much room for doubt to begin with.]

It could easily be both, let's be real... Nothing a little hex shouldn't be able to break though.

[With that, Jinx... wait. It shouldn't take effort to call forth her magic. It was always there, just bubbling under the surface of her skin, and now it feels hollow. For a moment she stares at her hand- normally by now it would be crackling with pink lighting, and misfortune would befall whoever was behind this.

There's no hiding the horror in her eyes, how for a brief moment she seems even paler. But with her hand clenched in a first, the twist in her brow and the beginnings of a snarl, there's not much hiding the sheer fury, either.]

My magic's gone. There's no illusion in the world that could hide that from me.

[Or so she hoped.]

Whoever did that had better pick a god and pray before I find them.

icon solidarity lmao

[pitpocket]

[She's sure quick, which is something Jazz can always appreciate. It's why Allocer is his partner... you know, normally, when he hasn't been kidnapped and-or illusioned into some weird sunny place. Still, all the knowledge in the world might not help them out here...]

[So hey, if she has a bloodline ability, or the know-how for offensive magic (damn, he can't wait to be a second year), Jazz is more than happy to take a nice wide step back and wait. Whatever gets the job done, right? Although, in hindsight, trying to cut through the knot (so to speak) didn't really work with that shitty tutor of his... Although, in one way, he supposes that had offered a clue of its own, although him and Allocer hadn't had time to really dig into the trick he used. Maybe this girl using her hexes will help reveal a sort of clue here, too.]

[Except... He frowns when the girl's eyes suddenly go wide, and she turns nearly white - more white than she already was, anyway. What's more alarming than that, however, are her words, and, shit, shit, he wasn't just off- ]

[Jazz tries again, but that's wrong. He shouldn't have to try, either. His eyes have practically had a life of their own, connected to his hands, ever since he was young. Pit has "activated" as much as he's ever activated "breathing". Sometimes he focuses, but that's it... and he can't even do that, now.]

Shit... You're not the only one. My own senses aren't working either.

[He drags a hand down his face, fingers curled around his mouth as he glowers around them. This place seems far too idyllic, honestly.]

Whatever this place is - [Illusion or kidnapping] - then we have two choices, as far as I can see. We can either comb this town from floorboards to rooftops for hints, or go outwards to see how far all of this stretches.

[Even an illusion has to have a limit... unless it's attached to someone, anyway.]

Either way, working together would probably be better than us splitting apart... So, what do you think?

it just be like that sometimes

[fortuna_tenax]

[There's something comforting about the fact that she's not the only one- that whatever supernatural ability of his has been plucked away too. It makes her wonder how long they'd been asleep in there- though she doesn't remember seeing any other rooms or anyone else in the bedroom she woke up in- and if it had something to do with this loss of a piece of themselves. It's not a good situation in the slightest, and she feels robbed of a piece of her very soul, but at least she's not dealing with that alone. With careful consideration she looks back at the house they had come from.]

We can't go back in there- and honestly, I'm not even sure it would help. That woman hadn't been keen on answering questions, said something about it being time for a journey. I don't think we're going to find anything here.

[She's not eager to play by the rules imposed on them, but it might be all they can do.]

I agree, working together's probably our best bet right now-

[At this, the tiny unicorn gives out a delighted, drawn out 'niiii' sound. ... Huh. Okay. Admittedly, in her panic, Jinx had forgotten about their little animals too.]

Oh, right, hi. We can figure you out in a second. I'm not personally fond of the idea of staying here. There's a path out, I've noticed?

[pitpocket]

In that case, moving on might be what's wanted from us. Ugh...

[Then again, maybe doing anything at all is what's wanted. Who knows what the rules properly are in this place? Ever since going to that club with General Furfur, well, Jazz doesn't like the idea of getting caught in that nonsense again.]

[But, at the same time, if they don't know what's going on, then they can't counter against it. That was another lesson that shitty general taught him - knowing how the trick works is just as important as beating it. Sometimes, that can only happen if you subject yourself to the trick.]

[So, letting out a grumble, Jazz adjusts the bag on his shoulders - his not familiar scurries atop his head at this - and glances around.]

Well, there's no helping it. And yeah... There are some docks too, but I think that's even more suspicious than anything else...

[All sorts of weird shit happens when you start going near sailors. Jazz might not really have much experience there, but he's heard stories. Best not test fate.]

I guess we're hoofing it. [As they start off towards what appears to be the only road out of town, Jazz tucks his hands into his pockets. He doesn't expect to keep them in there really long... but he should probably avoid stealing from this girl if they're going to work together.]

[...Or maybe he should definitely steal from her just to rule her out as an enemy. He'll think on it.]

So, as an idea of why we're here, piss off anyone lately?

jinx, about blowing up her idol: yeah you could say i made her mad.

[fortuna_tenax]

It definitely is- journeys don't happen if you stay in one place.

[Before they start, Jinx digs around the bag for a moment- she remembers seeing a book and... a ball? ... Did the unicorn play "fetch". Trainer's handbook held close and the red, white and black ball in hand, she finally slips the backpack over her shoulders and looks at the ball curiously.]

So we do have a guide of some sort at least, and... uh. Whatever this is.[Idly, she clicks the button on the ball- and much to her shock, a red light absorbs the unicorn. Oh no. Oh god. Did she just eat it?!] WHAT-

[The only thing keeping her from panicking completely is that the little unicorn looked completely okay, if not delighted at the prospect of. Whatever just happened. And is equally happy to be let back out when she does it again, trotting around making happy pony noises. This is going to be bad for her heart oh jeeze.]

I. Okay. Okay! That's a thing. Did you know that's a thing? I hate this place. [Calm down, girl, just start walking.] Okay. Moving on from that. Uh--

[Did she anger anyone...? While she tries to calm down, she flips through the pages of the book idly, skimming but not really taking anything in just yet.]

... Actually, yeah? I literally just sabotaged one of the greatest criminals in recent history- and ditched my school since it wasn't benefiting me anymore. But she started it, frankly, and I don't think Madame Rouge or her allies are capable of anything like this- and I know my old teachers aren't. What about you?

[pitpocket]

[Whoa - whoa, okay, so, that red light is kind of alarming just because it's not immediately clear what it is. But what's more alarming? The way Jinx starts to panic, her loud exclamation making Jazz jolts. From his shoulder, the little dragon digs his claws in more.]

[Easing up once the pony pops out again, Jazz finally relents and holds out a hand for the little pony to inspect. Creatures that are this cute tend to drain mana or steal your food, but... Well, it's not like they have much of either now, apparently.]

I'm gonna make a quick call that we should look at all the junk we have first before we keep going. Better to do it in town, I guess...

[If they get a ticking time bomb, after all, they can always dump it on some other poor sap and then run like hell.]

[Dumping his bag down on the ground, Jazz patiently takes note of everything. Some hygiene stuff, a sleeping bag - crap it's going to be like the Harvest Festival all over again - and is that a lunchbox? Nice.]

I mean, I can think of some other students possibly getting pissy because my class keeps stealing the spotlight... But that's a big if. And they wouldn't go after me, anyway.

[Jazz knows he doesn't have the charm that Eliza has, or the unexpected popularity with Agares and Gap. He's definitely not the star of all of this, because Iruma is the one that's always surging ahead unexpectedly.]

[Him? Sure he's clever and all that... but he's nothing super impressive. Not yet. Hm. Maybe that's something...]

Maybe some weird stalkers...

sometimes the *calm leader type* derails the adventure by messing with a thing and thats Equality

[fortuna_tenax]

[While he goes through the things in his own backpack, Jinx sits down and finally settles on a page that catches her eye: Pokéballs.]

According to this, these are supposed to safely transport the... "Pokémon" in a space-efficient manner utilizing the "latest technology". [You can't just handwave things like that, manual! What the heck!] That would have been nice to know before the miniature heart attack.

[A part of her wants to wait a bit before leaving, like a few days to acclimate or something since there's clearly so much they don't know about the world, but the small peaceful town vibe is making her skin crawl. It's the pure chaos of the city or nothing, baby! Setting the book aside for now, she searches again through her own bag.]

"Potion"? "Repel"? ... Well, at least they don't play around with names, I guess. I'm guessing this- [She holds up a few bills, before tucking it away... somewhere. Sneaky thieves know the best places to hide valuables after all.] must be the currency. And lastly is this thing I'm assuming to be the closest we'll get to a phone.

[Though the panic has died down, she's still visibly agitated. But thankfully with the disappearing unicorn crisis not even being an actual thing, and an answer of sorts being provided, she's able to think clearly again. She needs to calm down- high emotions aren't going to serve anyone, and she's better than this by now. Or at least, she's supposed to be.]

I don't think we're going to make any progress on who did this any time soon, to be honest. Heck, it's entirely possible we weren't even targeted but were just randomly plucked out of our world.