First Tale: Arrival // IM

[always_right]

{A sixteen-year-old with large amber eyes, an upturned nose, and brown hair flickers into view, too close to the rainbow at first and then he pulls back, centers himself in the image.}

So, let’s applaud for the Rainbow Connection, everyone. Is that inappropriate to hum or sing? Anyway, I’m Stiles Stilinski. Not really sure what I’m doing around here yet, but I saw some other kid do this, so I figured what the heck, put my face out there a little early.

{His hands come in and out of focus as they wave about around the rainbow.}

So, things I ought to tell everyone....I’m human. Extremely human, and fragile, so all those swords should just stay sheathed around me, alright? Beyond that, I’d appreciate it if someone could give me a hand to where ever new arrivals are supposed to be.

{The colors start to bleed and fade away.}

Than-

{He cuts out.}

Comments

[always_right]

Directions to this place and some minor info on the monsters chasing me were the extent of her helpfulness. Which, don't get me wrong, I'm grateful my dad and I are still alive, but ...yeah. Clueless upon arrival.

[underwearfortomorrow]

That's pretty strange. Hm.

[And now he's trying to think.]

I guess it would be dumb of me to ask if you've shown any sort of abilities or witnessed strange occurrences. I think we can probably rule out you being a magician. According to a friend, I know that starts pretty early.

If you don't have a godly parent you could very well be one of ours.

[always_right]

One of yours?

{Stiles isn't sure how he feels about possessive pronouns directed at himself from strangers that may or may not be godly-related, but he desperately wants information.}

[underwearfortomorrow]

Mm. The Norse pantheon. We are- [Heh.] self proclaimed reincarnated Norse gods.

[He says it like he knows it sounds insane but hey, there you go. He didn't believe it at first, but certain things have changed his mind.]

My name's Eiji Hino.