lumberlady | Prismatica IC Contact

[ better to work a field than punch randos, probably... ]

Looking for work
Something to put my hands to use
I have construction experience
Hard labor is fine

[admittedly not a bad policy]

work! i see, you is seeing i’s post on NETWORK.

you is much strong? human strong or not-human strong?

[ Why think about your feelings when you can work instead. ]

Yes
I am human but I am strong
Stronger during Sanguis
Tall also, 190cm

Can't work every day, but would like to help

[as much as Konoha encourages emotional honesty sometimes moonblessings time is Not the Time]

190!!! i rarely meet man so tall!
is normal for your world?

is alright if cannot be working every day.
husband and i is doing daily work. we is only calling help for planting and harvest times.
just planting and harvest is coming more fast because CHROMA make plants grow... so is two or three times in one month.
pay is by MINIMUM WAGE hour, but one meal is provided and worker can take home one basket of produce.

if interested you can visit to be sure before deciding?

[ That's the way it be sometimes. ]

It is not common
I am taller than everyone I know

Those terms are acceptable to me
I will visit when I have a chance
Any day is fine?

you 's parents must be much impressive.

any day that is not weekend is fine if you tell i before arrival!

Yes... They are shorter than me.

Understood
Tomorrow then?

that is even more much impressive!
mother must be very good at birthing

[which is a normal thing to say]

yes is fine!
please come to house, there is bell.

[like a bronze one for ringing not a doorbell]

[ Ah... you know what, at least she didn't ask about his dad, that's dangerous territory. ]

I suppose so

I will come in the morning
Thank you

[ He still doesn't know she's a centaur........ ]

is not problem!

i welcome your arrival.

[the question is, do u want to action and find out? ;) ]

[ yesss let's do it! ]

I will see you then
My name is Doumeki

[ Probably important to mention that. He'll arrive in the morning, dressed in a t-shirt and sweats and looking a little unkempt but it's very early, in his defense, and he has trouble sleeping when he's at his apartment. It's barely noticeable! Probably.

But he rings the bell just as asked. It is indeed an old-fashioned bell, but he can't say he's all that surprised. They didn't specify a time, but farms tend to start work early, so he imagines he's quite late by those standards. ]

I apologize for the intrusion.

Edited 2020-06-16 02:03 (UTC)

[Doumeki! It sounds Japanese to Konoha's ears, but she's learned better in Lunatia than to just assume it without asking. And she much prefers asking things in person than over the strange network device, so!

Almost everything about Tsurugi Farmstead is outdated compared to the Prismal-run farms around it, and especially compared to the city proper. There's no robots, no automated machinery, no fancy greenhouses, just fields, a thatched roof storehouse, and a wooden home...]

Coming- !

[And the sound of... hooves? on wood following the ringing of the bell, the only warning her guest has before the proprietress comes into view. She's really tall for a woman, about seven feet if you counted the bun atop her head, but... the hindquarters of a bay mare that make up her lower half surely explains that.

Tucking some half-repaired leathers into the pockets of her apron, she gives a little bow of greeting before straightening back up with a smile and a curious cock of her head.]

Good morning! Are you Master Doumeki?

[He'd said he'd come by that morning, so surely... ?]

[ With the sound of hooves, Doumeki had expected, well, a horse. He's not the most expressive guy, but even he looks surprised when Konoha opens the door, all seven feet of her. Doumeki is pretty tall at over six feet, but even he has to crane his neck to look her in the eye. ]

Ah.

Edited (actually) 2020-06-17 15:47 (UTC)

[ Give him a moment for his brain to catch up. His jaw only falls open slightly before he picks it up and bows in return. ]

Chikara Doumeki. It's nice to meet you.

[Thankfully? Konoha has grown quite used to surprising people with how she looks, even though she still finds it a bit odd after coming from a world in which her existence wasn't any more or less surprising than a human's. (Considered less than a human, by some, but that was... different.)]

Nice to meet you, too!

[And without a single ounce of insincerity,]

You really are tall, wow!

[She's used to having to look much farther down to look humans in the eye! Coming from early 17th century Japan does that. And thinking of that...]

Your name sounds familiar to me... are you from one of the Japan worlds? Maybe one of the future ones?

[Apparently future people are all taller, according to her sources.]

[ Besides the horse thing (which, well, is not much stranger than most Prismals,) Konoha seems like a lovely woman, so Doumeki isn't going to dwell on the centaur thing. He isn't the type to think about things too hard. ]

I'm 190cm.

[ He's well aware that his height makes him stand out, he's always been the tallest among his peers, even growing up. Which makes looking up to talk to Konoha quite the experience, too. Is this how everyone else feels? ]

Yes, I am from Japan. It was the late 2000s in my home world. [ He nods. Maybe 2008, maybe 2016, who can say....... ] My given name is spelled like strength, and my family name has the characters for hundred-eyed oni.

[ Perfect name for a yakuza..... ]

I know you said that was your height, but it was just really hard to believe! Ehe, I believe you now, of course...

[Of all things in Lunatia, she decides to say that was the unrealistic part? Yes, yes, indeed. But despite being a centaur, Konoha actually does seem like... just your average woman, in some way, dressed in simple homespun kimono and delightfully refreshing in her simplicity amidst a sea of electronics, metals, and the world's strange mix of magic and technology.]

Ooh, I was right! I thought you might be from one of the future ones... I'm from Japan, too!

[Which despite her race, she seems completely sincere about saying, pointing at her face with a grin, completely unphased by his more stoic look (and very manly name!).]

But it's the sixth year of Genna, not 2000... is that far from you?

Ah. It's hard to picture, I see.

[ Doumeki's a little awkward, especially around what you might consider 'normal' people, so he's really trying to... not be intimidating here. It really is refreshing to see someone like Konoha though. Minus the centaur thing, he could picture her just about anywhere back home, waiting in line for groceries... just a sweet lady.

If she says she's from Japan, he believes her. He's already aware that there are simply different kinds out there. ]

I do not recognize Genna... is that before the Edo period?

[ Just going by the decor, he would guess it has to be post-Kamakura, right? He was never bright in school, so he's kind of pulling at strings. He looks up as he runs the numbers in his head. Heisei, Showa, Taisho, Meiji... when did Tokugawa start again? ]

It would be at least 400 years to my time. I think.

That sounds about right compared to what other future world people told me... Sorry, I forget you use the weird number system!

[Ah, yes. The weird Gregorian calendar. Counting on her fingers, Konoha tries to do the math with the equivalent of... absolutely no formal education, abandoning it halfway to just shrug and grope for a different reference.]

It’s... the second Tokugawa shogun? If that helps.

[But even still, she seems a bit more intrigued by his height, sizing him up once more with a smile and a curious bob of her upper half, estimating in her head.]

Humans really get tall... my father’s a perfectly respectable height, but he only comes up to here!

[“Here” marked by her hand marking off height just about at her lower ribs. Er, lower upper ribs.]

[ Doumeki nods. He can see how it would be confusing, though saying "Heisei 20" might not help if you don't know when Heisei started. Guess the Emperor never planned for people to be able to talk to time-travelers, who'd've thunk. ]

400 years sounds correct. Things have changed a lot.

[ He's not the best at math, either. It could be under or over, all he remembers is when it started and when it ended tbh. His height seems like an easier topic, even if she's taller than him. ]

My height is rare. Most people are only about this tall.

[ He motions to around his neck. Sure, there are some taller guys in his family, but there aren't a lot of short people in the yakuza, either.

Wait. Hm. Her father? He probably shouldn't ask, and yet... ]

Your father was human?

[If it’s one thing Konoha is positive of after talking to people on Lunatia... It’s that future Japan definitely changed a lot. Whether she could comfortably imagine her own Japan would end up that way eventually, when no one else she met came from a world with jinba she isn’t sure, but...]

Oh, sorry- Adopted father.

[She corrects herself with a little wave of her hand, still often finding herself slipping into the habit of a village girl where everyone simply just knew everyone else’s circumstance and how the world worked. Explanations, people need context!]

My birth parents died in the wars, but I had people to raise me. They’re just human, is all.

[Quickly glossed over, wars, though the year she claimed to hail from... had certainly seen decades of it. And her guest might see, if he had a keen enough eye, that thanks to that more human upbringing Konoha sometimes moves her equine half in ways far more like mimic of human habits than horse. Like the way she rubs one front fetlock over another in chagrin when she realizes she’s just been yammering about his height in the doorway.]

Goodness, I have you here in the entranceway like some kind of merchant- Come in! I’ll get some tea, you have a seat.

[The upside to growing up in less modern times and working on a lumber yard and construction sites since you were old enough to haul a log is that the farmhouse is a near perfect image of what you’d expect from a 17th century countryside, with a step up from the dirt into the wooden floored house with a place for shoes (and a hoofpick) and most everything but the kitchen (into which Konoha briefly disappears in quest for tea) focused in a single large main room, with a sunken hearth in the center surrounded by cushions, large futons and blankets carefully piled along the wall, and only a few other features like a home altar atop a chest of drawers, a basket of sewing, and simple shelf that seems to contain elementary writing workbooks and a few Lunatian knickknacks.

And on the plus side for taller humans... the ceilings are quite high to accommodate centaur bodies.]

Edited 2020-06-20 01:51 (UTC)

Ah. I understand.

[ He nods. That makes sense. She would have probably been born during the Sengoku period... it's pretty wild to think that he could meet someone who was from way back then. Even if that version of the past apparently has centaurs. ]

That is alright.

[ He bows his head slightly, sliding off his shoes before stepping onto the floors. He hasn't seen a house this traditional in his life, outside of school trips and history lessons, so it's pretty novel even for him. There's no way around it, he stares for a bit, looking up and around at the room before taking a seat on one of the cushions. It's like Doumeki stepped into a different world. ]

Your home is very beautiful.

[Honestly, it's been weird meeting people who... didn't come from worlds that had been wracked by war as far as most people could remember. Thankfully things were peaceful now, but.]

Thank you so much!

[Konoha's voice calls out from the kitchen, the rather open construction of the home (and her more advanced hearing) meaning that his voice reaches her just fine as the sound of hooves and the clinking of ceramic signals her kitchen activities as she putters about preparing tea and snacks.]

It took us a long time to save up the money... Thankfully we worked for some Prismals on farms out here, and they agreed to lease us part of their land, then there was the building... But I worked on a lumber yard back home, so!

[Now holding a tray with tea and fresh dumplings, Konoha reemerges to lumber to her knees beside her guest, setting down a tea cup with her best green tea brew (holiday gifts were very useful for hospitality) and the plate of mugwort dumplings.]

Here- Please help yourself.

You built it? That is very admirable.

[ That completely blows him away. For a guy who isn't very expressive, Doumeki has emoted more in the last few minutes that he does on most full days. ]

Thank you for the food.

[ Really, she's set out quite the spread. He holds his palms together and nods with a quick itadakimasu before grabbing one of the dumplings for himself and taking a bite. You have to understand, he's been eating store-bought and konbini food for a long time, so something made from scratch is practically decadent for him. ]

This is delicious.

Mostly, yeah. We had some help, thankfully, but my husband isn't too fond of the robots Lunatians use, and it's not like I know how to work them either, so.

[Largely they opted for the traditional way. Not that she minded, seeing as moving out here in the first place had been to combat their discomfort with modern surroundings and technologies.

As her guest begins to eat, Konoha makes herself comfortable, using her cushion not beneath her belly but wedged beneath an equine shoulder to sort of prop herself up, keeping her human half more upright before she serves herself, cradling a teacup in dark-skinned hands just a shade or two lighter than her bay coat as she smiles in response to his praise.]

I'm glad you think so! Some people here are used to much sweeter treats.

[Future Japan and other worlds had some crazy sugars, huh?]

I'll show you around the farm after this if you like, but I thought we could talk a bit first... You said you have the Sanguis moonblessing?

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