[01] Catchall for March and April

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Who: Byleth Eisner & Others/YOU!
What: Catchall log for OTA and Closed starters
When: March & April
Where: City locations and Seasonal segments
Warnings: TBA!!

((OOC: This is a catchall log for Byleth! You can tag this post with your own starters if you want to thread with Byleth, but if you want something more planned out, feel free to PM this account or poke me at kivaember !))

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Amber | LOST ITEM THREAD | Mid-March

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[Byleth had been taking one his usual walks through Blossomcrown when he stumbled across the strangest thing: a stuffed toy that appeared as a chimeric mix of human, bear and rabbit (to his eyes), nestled amongst the bushes. Compelled to investigate the oddity, Byleth picked it up and was surprised at its heft. Heavier than he thought a stuffed toy would be...

Who did it belong to?

Believing its owner likely hadn't gotten far (it was definitely something you'd notice missing sooner rather than later), Byleth tucked the stuffed toy under his arm as he continued his walk through the gardens. This time, however, he was on the prowl for anyone who seemed like they were frantically searching for something, his gaze skipping over various passerbys until a sixth sense said 'there'.

Like a born lost & found handler, Byleth beelined for a specific someone, already shifting the stuffed toy from underneath his arm to better hold it in plain view - easy to be recognised.]

[outride]

Oh-!

( Amber makes an audible gasp when she notices the rabbit plush in Byleth's arms. So that's who Baron Bunny ended up with! Hopefully not a thief, right...?! In any case, the woman jogs over. )

Hello, Sir! I think you found my bunny!

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I see. So, this is yours?

[He held out the... bunny-human-bear chimera toy to the young woman.]

I found it in a nearby bush and thought someone may've dropped it. It's quite heavy...

Mukuro | LOST ITEM THREAD | Mid-March

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[After the statue stampede, the street afterwards had become cluttered with debris scattered during the initial confusion. Byleth took this time, as was his habit, to prowl the aftermath of battle in search of anything useful or valuable, since looting corpses or battlefields wasn't really much of a moral quandary for a mercenary.

Of course, there were no corpses here, and most of what was scattered on the ground was worthless - thought he did ensure to pick up a few pretty rocks here and there, reminding himself to find a jar at some point for them, when something shiny caught his eye.

There, a necklace - a beautiful one, at that. Byleth picked it up but didn't pocket it, looking about himself to see if its owner was nearby. If this were a battlefield, he wouldn't have thought twice about stowing it in his satchel, but out in the open street, he should make an effort first to find the owner before claiming it.

So, he'll walk along the street, the necklace held loosely in his hand, as he tried to identify someone who seemed particularly harried or openly searching for something specific, and approach them to ask if the necklace was theirs.]

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[It wasn't until Mukuro got home- head spinning with the events of the day- that she reached to the back of her neck and found that the usual clasp to her necklace wasn't there at all. And sure enough, it quickly became apparent as she searched her clothes that it had gone missing. Had the necklace chain finally snapped?

Her necklace had long since lost the power it used to hold in the world of Empathias. However, it was important. It still represented the important memories of that world, after all. And Mukuro couldn't let that go.

So she rushed back to the scene, wanting to get there before it got dark- and it wasn't long after she arrived and started searching the rubble, that she noticed another person wandering over to her.]

...Hello. Ah-

[Was that...?]

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Is this yours?

[Straight to the heart of the matter, Byleth held out the necklace for examination, the pendant dangling from his gloves fingers.]

[corpsewarblade]

[That was it, definitely, and Mukuro gave a quick nod.]

Yes, that's mine- where did you find it?

[Reaching out to take it back- hopefully he'd return it without a fuss. She did have two combat knives at her belt, so that was at least something of an indication she could fight, should he care to look.]

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[Byleth relinquished the pendant with no fuss. He wasn't a thief - a graverobber, maybe, but the dead had no need for their items.]

I found it amongst the rubble. I assumed someone had dropped it whilst escaping from the animated statues. Were you hurt during that?

Fogado | Lute time - Solarpeak | Mid-March

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[As Byleth was wont to do in between exploring parts of the Segments or dozing in Blossomcrown's gardens, he decided to roam throughout the other parts of the city. While Nightwake city centre was still disorientating and intimidating, the outer regions were far easier to deal with - and more familiar in some respects.

Today, his wanderings had taken him from Blossomcrown, through Dayrise and into Solarpeaks, if only to have a look at this 'beach' people spoke about in the streets. The temperature was hot, but Byleth had a high tolerance for such things even with his cloak and dark tunics, and there was indeed a beach, a big one.

The beach become a lower priority when he encountered the street foods, though, and he spent quite an enjoyable early afternoon roaming from stall to stall, trying out the various delicacies and avidly watching how happy people seemed, chatting casually and wandering between the food stalls and the beach, lots of skin exposed and without a care in the world.

A far cry from where he came from.

Eventually his rambling path took him onto the beach proper, munching his way through a paperbag full of freshly baked churros. Oblivious to the sugar sticking to his gloves and around his mouth, he soaked up the pleasant breeze coming off the water - and began to hear music. A lute? Intrigued, he followed the sound until he came upon someone who looked vaguely familiar, strumming away- oh!

It was the Feather Man from that 'Hot or Not' post on the network.

He didn't want to interrupt the man's music-making, so Byleth instead... hovered, in open view, staring blatantly at Fogado while eating his churros, silently enjoying his music - and not realising how potentially off-putting or creepy his intense staring could be.]

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[Fogado looks for all the world like he could be a local with how quicky he's settled in. The heat, the sand, the beach... It's not all identical to Solm, but it's close enough that he likes it here better than anywhere else. He's been in and out of the water earlier, so he's dressed in little more than swimming trunks and sandals, plus a towel over his shoulders to stave off the hot afternoon sun. He doesn't seem to mind an audience either, as he practices an upbeat tune from home.

It's only when he wraps up the song that he looks up and spots Byleth still staring. (Why does he look familiar...? He hasn't quite put his finger on it yet.)]

Hey! Got any requests?

[Not that he's likely to know any song he names, but he has an idea if not.]

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[The man levelled his question just as Byleth shoved the entire last churro into his mouth, making him seem almost like a hamster with his bulging cheeks and sugar and crumbs around his mouth. Comically, Byleth froze at being spoken to, having not expected it, and blinked a few times before he realised the man was awaiting an answer.]

Mmnnghn.

[He... not-said, because Jeralt taught him to never talk with his mouth full.]

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--Oh, uh, sorry. Do you need a moment? Because I can wait.

[Fogado looks startled, but as a fellow churros appreciater, he's more than happy to let Byleth take his time. He'll just take a drink of water himself while he waits, and it gives him a little longer to look at him.]

Y'know, maybe this will sound crazy, but I get the feeling we've met before.

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[Munch, munch. Byleth doesn't rush eating the churro, but he's done by the time Feather Man admits a bit a familiarity which... was a little odd, because while Feather Man had uploaded an image of himself, Byleth hadn't.]

I wouldn't say met. You were on the 'Hot or Not' network gathering, and we conversed briefly about the trials and tribulations of your fashion choices and being a Sentinel.

[Beat.]

I'm surprised you were able to recognise me through just text, however. I never gave a name or a description of myself.