[Well, he certainly looks lost. He's not asking anyone for directions, and his expression is relatively neutral, but that's not stopping Takashi from sticking out in Isla Empieza like a sore thumb. He wanders around the town square, completely without direction, like he's just waiting for something to give him an idea of where he should be looking, and he doesn't look at much of anything like it's familiar. Not even mentioning his clothes, completely out of place in these surroundings.
This wasn't Boston, he'd left Boston. It wasn't Japan, either, he'd think he'd remember the plane landing. It certainly wasn't the plane, and he'd been standing here way too long to just be dreaming. That was the last of the theories he'd had, now he was just confused.]
[B: Aboard a Ship]
[Eventually, he figured himself out. Really, once Mori got himself on a ship, it wasn't much of an issue. It might have taken him a while to get used to being out on the sea, once he'd figured it out, he took to the work well enough. Nothing too complicated, just the matter of making sure the ship could continue to go where they pointed, above the surface rather than below it. He didn't pay much mind to where they were going or what they were doing, just quietly did his work.
Even when he was resting, he didn't say much to the rest of the crew. WIthout Mitsukuni's buffer, he found himself pulled even less than usual to participate in conversation. Still, he would normally sit by the crew, listening to their conversation in companionable silence.]
Takashi Morinozuka | Ouran Host Club
[Well, he certainly looks lost. He's not asking anyone for directions, and his expression is relatively neutral, but that's not stopping Takashi from sticking out in Isla Empieza like a sore thumb. He wanders around the town square, completely without direction, like he's just waiting for something to give him an idea of where he should be looking, and he doesn't look at much of anything like it's familiar. Not even mentioning his clothes, completely out of place in these surroundings.
This wasn't Boston, he'd left Boston. It wasn't Japan, either, he'd think he'd remember the plane landing. It certainly wasn't the plane, and he'd been standing here way too long to just be dreaming. That was the last of the theories he'd had, now he was just confused.]
[B: Aboard a Ship]
[Eventually, he figured himself out. Really, once Mori got himself on a ship, it wasn't much of an issue. It might have taken him a while to get used to being out on the sea, once he'd figured it out, he took to the work well enough. Nothing too complicated, just the matter of making sure the ship could continue to go where they pointed, above the surface rather than below it. He didn't pay much mind to where they were going or what they were doing, just quietly did his work.
Even when he was resting, he didn't say much to the rest of the crew. WIthout Mitsukuni's buffer, he found himself pulled even less than usual to participate in conversation. Still, he would normally sit by the crew, listening to their conversation in companionable silence.]
[C: Choose your own]