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[mossheaded]

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tku for moving us

[floresco]

[ She's just going to stop shouting by this door now. ]

How did you find another door when you already found a door?!

It's kind of impressive, when I think about it... Are you going to walk through that one, or not?

np c':

[mossheaded]

next house over has one too

[well, it's worth a shot. anyone who lives there might take issue with the incredibly broad swordsman nonchalantly walking inside, but fortunately:]

its locked

[floresco]

Wait a minute! Are you just walking through a row of back yards? You better not be stepping on other people's flowers!

[mossheaded]

[on his list of current concerns, zoro couldn't say that the flowers had made the cut. he glanced down at his feet, and the path behind him.]

i was looking for the damned blue door!!

didnt see any flowers
here anyway

[if there were casualties prior to this, however...]

[floresco]

Hmm. You find flowers, and stay by them, and I'm going to go through the next garden gate I pass and see if you're there! There's no way you could have gotten that far away.

[ Is she going to start checking people's yards for signs of damage? Yes. Is it because now she's more concerned about the plants he might have trampled, and less about tracking him down? Also yes. ]

[mossheaded]

[ that is incredibly optimistic. ]

probably more than one patch of flowers on the island

[ however, he does start walking again. at least if he's actively searching for them, he's less likely to trample said flowers. ]

[floresco]

[ Sometimes the system works! ]

Maybe you should try yelling again? I'll listen and see if I can hear where your voice is coming from.

[mossheaded]

[ it's not a bad idea, but that doesn't mean that he likes it. having to yell out to someone who potentially wasn't even there could prove embarrassing - especially if no one answered. ]

fine

[ the least ridiculous thing he can think of is short, simple - a loud 'oi!', because what the hell else should he say? ]

[floresco]

[ It works! Sort of. He sounds far away, but with her plan in motion Aerith rolls with it, shouting back to try and get his attention.

Ois aren't her thing, however, instead she's woohooing over and over. ]

Is this working?

[mossheaded]

[ he can hear something, distantly. were he literally anyone else, he would probably walk in the direction of the sound - but given his irrevocably skewed internal compass, zoro is veering off to the left.

close enough. ]

might be. think i hear you

[floresco]

Helloooo! [ Yes, that last syllable does go on forever when she yells at the sky, looking this way and that, unaware he is still hopelessly lost. ]

You better not be getting further away!

[mossheaded]

[ that is odd. by the sound of it, she does seem to be getting further away - clearly, she must be headed in the wrong direction. ]

why the hell would i do that???

just stay there and so i can find you dammit!!

[ his idea is mostly sound, if it didn't involve him being the one still moving. ]

[floresco]

Find me? How are you going to find me when I can't find you?

[ A more logical person would find this completely absurd, but as frustrating as this is, playing the most chaotic game of Marco Polo is almost fun. Besides, how far away could he really get?

Another hello shouted at the sky later– ]

Am I closer yet?

[mossheaded]

[ it would be perilous to underestimate the anti-navigational abilities of a man who got lost in a straight line. however, one can hope that his current meandering path will lead him in a giant circle, as he keeps his eye to the ground, still on the hunt for flowers.

his own frustration does begin to slow his stride, and he glowers at the transponder with an exaggerated sigh. how hard could this be?! yet, with the momentary pause, he does manage to catch the distinct sound of the woman's voice, still a distance out, but clear enough. ]

heard that
sounds closer

[floresco]

[ This is progress! Maybe. ]

How much closer?

[ And then, just for scientific purposes, she yells that question too. ]

[mossheaded]

[ well, that did sound like her. his gauge of distance was admittedly not the greatest when there was no cutting involved, but it did seem closer than it had previously. ]

cant tell
keep yelling

[floresco]

Can I sing really loud instead?

[mossheaded]

i guess so

[floresco]

[ Yelling was getting boring let her live. Or not, since what follows is a lot of Smooth Criminal-esque, Zoro are you okay, are you okay Zoro improvisation. ]

You know, this is kind of catchy!

[mossheaded]

did you just make that up?

[ well, regardless of his feelings, it is effective. he is moving generally in the direction of the sound. ]

[floresco]

I wish I had, I'd be rich! Maybe next time you get lost I'll work on an original Zoro song.

[ This is a threat. ]

[mossheaded]

dont bother
there wont be a next time!!

[ at least until tomorrow. ]

[floresco]

Because somebody's going to hide a little bell on your clothing like a cat, so it's easier to find you?

[mossheaded]

only if that someones ready to get cut

[floresco]

Ouch! So cranky.

[ She'll just have to think up a plan b. ]

Though, technically if you're trying to cut somebody they would know where you were, wouldn't they?