[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/pG8LVDV.png[/img] [sub][@Sho Minazuki][/sub][/center] Strict was good; even though he was aware of the allowances for poor etiquette that came with being an other-worlder, Otis hadn’t spent two weeks prior to coming to Earth soaking in Japanese culture just to end up a cultural barbarian at the end of it. In his usual outfit of tawny brown and patterned reds, he strode through the estate with purpose, having committed the layout of the estate by heart since yesterday. Esoteric runes of demon destruction weren’t so common in Arcanis, not when paladins and clerics in the capital city were capable of utilizing holy magic without preparation, but learning more techniques was never a bad thing, and honestly, Otis wasn’t so interested in the other forms of forging. After all, bullets that needed to be used more than once were no longer bullets. [color=f7941d][b]“Good morning. I'm Otis Tan Arillo,”[/b][/color] Otis called out crisply, eyes flickering about the forge. No one else from the class was there, but it was to be expected. There were so few in the class to begin with, and so many different options to appeal to everyone else. [color=f7941d][b]“I don’t know how to make Japanese longswords. But inscriptions are good. That’s what I’m here for. Why meteorites though? Are there yokai in space? Or is it about height? Tried mining in Mt Everest yet? Hrm…”[/b][/color] Absentmindedly, Otis caught the chisel, grazing his thumb against the sturdy, sharp edge. It was symmetrical. Nice. His nose twitched, taking in the sharp scent of old metal. [color=f7941d][b]“Why look for substitutes in Arcanis? Do your chisels break down as quickly as your Japanese longswords? Or is this all experimentation? Do different chisels of different metals make different effects?”[/b][/color] Even when the instruction began properly, the questions didn't stop, sometimes shooting out in a sharp burst, other times in a deluge of curiousity. He wasn't going to be here in Kyoto for long, after all, so Otis had to maximize on his knowledge-gathering while he could. Shame that Ko disappeared though. Now he had no co-conspirator for post-curfew exploration.