anemoi | I CLAIM THIS COMM IN THE NAME OF THE FIRST LOG!

Who: THE DERPY DUO----I mean. Danny and Jaime
What: Hunting for anemoi! Or at least an attempt to.
Where: Starting outside the apartments.
When: The weekend? What, you expect me to know what these people are doing at all times? Christ, I'm the mun, not their security detail.
Warnings: DERPINESS.

Danny stood just outside the entrance to the apartments where he (and all the other amnesiacs) lived. Might as well meet up here with the guy who wanted to go looking for anemoi. He looked around, searching for his face, but realized it was probably useless. He'd be noticed first, what with the white hair and constant glowing. He was practically a walking beacon, what with how absolutely bizarre he looked.

Thinking about it actually made him fairly anxious, and he crossed his arms over his chest as he continued to wait for his companion. The sooner he got here, the sooner they could go somewhere where people couldn't stare at him. (And, you know, there's always the whole 'regain more memories' thing, which was really appealing, since Danny hadn't yet remembered a single thing.)

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Maybe a minute later, Jaime came barreling out the door and screeched to a halt just before the guy. Even though he'd seen this guy's face over the video feed, there just wasn't anything like actually seeing him in person... and realizing that his hair was indeed white and glowing.

Ignoring the stares of passersby, Jaime shooed them with a look before sheepishly smiling at Danny. "Sorry," He apologized, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "I don't try to be late, but... you know how it goes sometimes. Um, how've you been?"

At the sound of his voice, Danny turned around to face Jaime.

"Oh, uh. Pretty good! You know, exploring the town, being an amnesiac. The usual." He shrugged with a small sheepish grin of his own.

"Usual sounds good," Jaime nodded, gesturing for them to start walking towards the teleporter - and hopefully some anemoi for them both. "Better than some crazy event out of a TV show, right?"

Granted, he still didn't know how he could remember TV shows and the plots of 90's sitcoms and yet not know more about himself than his name, but he supposed it was part of the crazy logic that landed him here in the first place.

"I don't know...if you ask me, this whole situation sounds like a crazy TV show."

Danny follows behind Jaime, approaching the teleporter with curiosity and confusion. He hadn't seen one yet, nor had he used one--he was starting to get the hang of this flying thing, and he mostly just used that to get from point A to point B.

"...Soooo. What is this?" He points down to the teleporter, staring at it.

"It's a teleporter." Jaime shrugged, not really sure what else to say. "It's kind of like... one of those machines that can magically transport you from one place to another. Most people around here use 'em to get to places where we can go for anemoi."

Thankfully, figuring out how the teleporter worked wasn't hard, so Jaime plugged in the coordinates and then gave Danny the thumb's up, "If you don't mind, I thought it'd be easier to use this to get us there."

"Oh, right. Yeah. I know what teleporters are." He'd just never used them. He thought. He wasn't sure. "I've just been getting around a different way is all, heh."

Nervously, Danny reached to scratch the back of his neck instinctively. He then stepped forward to take a closer took at the teleporter.

"Alright. So...do you know if there are any anemoi over there?" He said, pointing to the coordinates. "Or are we just gonna look around and see if anything shows up?"

Danny had a point there. Jaime had to think about how he remembered those numbers - they just popped into his head, as if someone'd given him the numbers on purpose - but in the end, he shrugged sheepishly.

"I don't know for sure, but it's kind of a gut feeling of mine. And to be honest, I don't really have any reason to doubt my instincts yet."

"Oh. Well. I guess if nothing else we've got a good starting point?" He hadn't intended it to come out as a question, but it still had. Danny shrugged his shoulders slightly before approaching the teleporter and stepping on it.

This is how teleporters work, right?

That's how Jaime remembers them! He presses the button before quickly joining Danny onto the platform.

Within the seconds, the teleporter's taken them to the edge of a nearby forest. Jaime glances around his surroundings - and then, hesitantly, takes a rather large stick for protection. He's not sure how to use it, but it's going to be better than nothing incase monsters attack.

Danny treads carefully himself, ready to shoot up into the air at any moment, hands held out in case he might need to grab Jaime and pull him up too. (If he can support another person's weight while flying--he's not entirely sure).

"Alright...so now I guess we start searching."

Danny took a few more steps forward before pausing again.

"Uh. What do anemoi actually look like?"

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