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Kokotha: Old Magic, New World

@Yomojo
As the two would exit, they'd come out on the otherside to the sight of a small town. From the looks of it, they were at a train station, in a vacant part of the platform where people would get on and off. Hueco was already looking around and observing the area. This must be the place... Now to find the Radiance members... he said, talking to himself, as he looked around.

From where they were, the Town was rather small, but still up to date on the technologies being introduced to the country. Nothing compared to New Wickborough though.

Kokotha: Old Magic, New World

@Yomojo
With that, Hueco lead her to the end of the hallway. Now came the hard part. It was easy to open a portal to his sanctum within Yim and easy to come out in the place he entered. But now he needed to go to a new location. It was a common rule among Casters traveling this way that you could only travel to locations you already visited. Other precautions needed to be taken, such as not opening it in a busy area or accidentally opening it high in the air.

But soon, thrusting his palm forward, he opened another portal, this one reaching all the way to the other side of the country. Phew... Think I got it right. I'll go first this time just in case I sent it to the wrong location. He said, stepping through, after a brief moment of hesitation.

Kokotha: Old Magic, New World

The beastkin waited for her to change. Keeping his promise that he wouldn't look, he waited patiently. He wondered what type of outfit would she wear? Something to represent the Universal Machine or something formal and pretty looking for this occasion?

Once she was done, Hueco looked over. A formal outfit, plus it suited her quite well even with the visible calluses and how it hugged her larger build. Giving a thumbs up, he gave a compliment. Looks good! Glad you came prepared. Now that you're ready, you want to head out? The Radiant's are expecting us.

Although, if there was one observation the beastkin made, was Juniper's collar. Even with her formal outfit, she kept her mouth obscured... Possibly an injury? She was a non-caster, so he ruled out the possibility of it hiding a Brand. Hiding a scar, maybe...? Best not mention it.

Kokotha: Old Magic, New World

@Yomojo
Hueco nodded, Exactly! With permission and supervision, dangerous weapons are tested in these personal sanctums. It's safer in worlds that are blank slates rather than ones with a complicated infrastructure like Kokotha or my home of Gishka.

As he walked, he listened in on her question. Right... Keeping changed. His face blushed a bit. He was far too much of a gentleman to have a girl undress and change clothes in front of him. With a quick motion, he extended his hand to the wall on his left. With a grinding sound, the bookshelves moved backwards and parted... Revealing a small empty room.

I have a few of these to test my creation abilities... But you can use it to change. I won't look, don't worry. As long as you don't leave anything behind it shouldn't be a problem.

The Emblem of the Tower: Another Kokotha RP

The young girl tensed up a bit, finally showing some signs of fear. As she felt him get closer, through whatever means she was using to sense him, she clutched tighter at the rune in her lap.

She spoke up again, her voice a bit quieter and quicker. Is this a matter of the curse? She asked, You know so little... But you wish to know more. What have you to gain from coming here? From touching upon the slaughter? From confronting me? She hummed, gazing down despite her lack of sight, seemingly looking in the direction of his knife, I will talk... If you put away your weapon.

Kokotha: Old Magic, New World

Chuckling, Hueco nodded, It's all good. Everyone has a bit of culture shock, you could call it, when entering a world in Yim. Hueco said, walking down the hall, suitcase in tow, running his fingers along the shelves. Books upon shelves upon walls of literature.

It might be a bit confusing, but let me explain... he turned to face her, Yim is in fact the dimension of storms, rain, and mist that you are taught about. But a skilled caster is able to enter Yim and draw upon its powers, greater than they could when in the physical world of Kodo. He pointed to himself with his thumb, looking proud. I am one of those skilled Caster! A Caster can create whole worlds made from magic, their own personal spaces in the world. It's a technique said to have been learned from Amalgamates, back before Kokotha was even a concept of a country.

Still looking proud, the beastkin began to show a bit of humility in his art, O-of course I can't create a huge world or one too big. This is about as far as I've gotten. I mostly use it to get alone time. No one else is here... Just the two of us. I rarely bring anyone in, even my son.

The Technology Planet - Frixion Prime - Open

@SIGINT
Such an odd girl... Grazia said, observing the young girl as she rambled on about the card. Buying things with her father's credit card when he isn't around? ...Wonder if father had one of those... Grazia thought to herself. She'd hate to me living off her late father's expenses, but the idea of having money at all times was a pleasant prospect.

But, her train of thought was cut off, as the knife wearing girl ran up to her, excited as ever and covered in soapy water and blood. Acting casual, Grazia chuckled Weeeell... Guess you were lucky to go through one. They're meant for cars, ya know, not little girls.... And the cashbot? It was a bot that takes money to pay for things.

The Technology Planet - Frixion Prime - Open

Okay I forgot to post, sorry about that.

The Emblem of the Tower: Another Kokotha RP

@hefewy
... The girl tilted her head, confused at his question. It was out of the blue and his stern attitude didn't exactly make Shen-Mu too willing to answer. But, she bowed her head, and with a sigh, she answered. ...An ancient story, yes. Men and women, killed over superstitions. A horror story told by beastkin and harvestmen alike. Clutching at her dress, she rubbed at her blindfold, she returned Urik's question with a question of her own.

What of you? she asked him, her quiet voice laced with odd speaking patterns. My mysterious guest. Sneaks in. Threatens me. Asks about an ancient slaughter. You frighten me...

The Technology Planet - Frixion Prime - Open

I'll post tonight