Post by Lazarus Jeager on Sept 4, 2023 3:23:51 GMT
It had been an interesting few days for Lazarus since arriving in Japan, having left his family to come see what all the gossip was about, knowing the spiritual activity was growing in this part of the world. After getting himself settled in with an apartment and a relatively unassuming job at the local library in a smaller city outside of Tokyo, he had taken the time to get on a train to Tokyo proper and get a feel for the new environment.
It had been a couple of hours since his arrival by train, having picked up a snack here or there, the crimson-haired Quincy found himself sitting on a park bench, a half-empty bottle of soda resting in his hands as he took a break from the big city. Wiping his hand on his joggers, Lazarus let out a sigh leave him, looking up from the bench to stare at a few passing clouds in the sky above. It had been an eventful few days to say the least, but that was all prep work to get him where he wanted to be, no thanks to the old man back home.
"Let's do some fishing then, see what we can find..."
As he spoke, he'd open himself up to the world around him, looking outward for any signs of spiritual activity. A ping here and there would alert him to the presence of a select few people who might be on the cusp of awareness, but nothing immediate would come to light around him. If that was the case then he'd have to do a bit of the legwork himself, if the goal was to find others like himself then it stood to reason they would react to the sense of another nearby. In that regard, he'd allow his reiatsu to flow freely around him, as opposed to how he normally kept it close around him to avoid unnecessary incidents. Every so often he would bring it back in, only to let it go again, not quite spikes in reiatsu but enough of a fluctuation that it could get the attention of those in the area.
It had been a couple of hours since his arrival by train, having picked up a snack here or there, the crimson-haired Quincy found himself sitting on a park bench, a half-empty bottle of soda resting in his hands as he took a break from the big city. Wiping his hand on his joggers, Lazarus let out a sigh leave him, looking up from the bench to stare at a few passing clouds in the sky above. It had been an eventful few days to say the least, but that was all prep work to get him where he wanted to be, no thanks to the old man back home.
"Let's do some fishing then, see what we can find..."
As he spoke, he'd open himself up to the world around him, looking outward for any signs of spiritual activity. A ping here and there would alert him to the presence of a select few people who might be on the cusp of awareness, but nothing immediate would come to light around him. If that was the case then he'd have to do a bit of the legwork himself, if the goal was to find others like himself then it stood to reason they would react to the sense of another nearby. In that regard, he'd allow his reiatsu to flow freely around him, as opposed to how he normally kept it close around him to avoid unnecessary incidents. Every so often he would bring it back in, only to let it go again, not quite spikes in reiatsu but enough of a fluctuation that it could get the attention of those in the area.