[It had been nearly two weeks since his arrival, and Otoya still couldn't shake his feelings of unrest. Everything about Omega felt wrong, as well as everything about the people he had met thus far. Aliens. Wizards. A part of him still expected to wake up in Tokyo. He would even be comforted by waking up in a Tokyo Sanitarium.
Today found Otoya in the markets. He had yet to fully explore the area, having stayed away from heavy crowds since his arrival. Necessity more than anything else drove him out of hiding. On Omega, credit cards and yen were worthless. Food required credits. Credits required a job. And so he made his way through the crowded space, zeroing in on possible technology shops. Might as well learn something in the process.
About halfway through, Otoya spotted a somewhat familiar face. Or at least familiar clothing, and bowed in Dun's direction.]
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Today found Otoya in the markets. He had yet to fully explore the area, having stayed away from heavy crowds since his arrival. Necessity more than anything else drove him out of hiding. On Omega, credit cards and yen were worthless. Food required credits. Credits required a job. And so he made his way through the crowded space, zeroing in on possible technology shops. Might as well learn something in the process.
About halfway through, Otoya spotted a somewhat familiar face. Or at least familiar clothing, and bowed in Dun's direction.]