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Uric meets Kenshin et co.
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tabellae:p Despite the fact that she's never even seen Kenshin, she encouraged me to write this. Should I send this to Obscurus Fics as well? Oh, and if you haven't seen Kenshin, most of this will make little sense, but there's no spoilers so feel free to read.
Uric wasn't sure where he was - actually, that wasn't true. He was in a house, sitting exactly two inches in front of a low table. He wasn't sure where the house was though, or why the people around him weren't speaking English. And he hadn't been sure where the land the house was sitting on was for a long time.
The people around him, consisted of a red-haired man in strange pink robes, a taller man who wore his robes open with bandages around his chest - Uric wondered if he was hurt - and a young boy who was currently attacking the taller man. The boy reminded Uric of Mena. He wanted to ask them why they were all wearing such strange robes, but first things first.
"Does your house know where it is?" he asked in their language. No one had told Uric that it was impossible to learn a language after only being in a country for a few days. He had actually been able to speak the language for a week, but people just stared at him when he asked where Simon, his bird-lizard was, or if they knew where their feet were going.
"Oro?" said the red-haired man.
"If it doesn't know where it is, then we don't know where we are either because we're in the house."
"Oro?"
"Can't we step outside the house and know where we are?" asked the boy, distracted from where he had been gnawing on the taller man's arm. Uric considered this.
"Only if the land knows where it is, and I don't think it does since I've been asking it," said Uric.
"Am I the only one who has no idea what he's talking about?" complained the tall man. The boy glared at him.
"That's because you're stupid!" He stuck his tongue out at him.
"Why you!" They attacked each other and Uric watched curiously, forgetting his earlier question. The red-haired man shook his head in despair.
"Oro," he said softly to himself.
"Oro?" Uric repeated, distracted from the fight. He tried the word again. "Oro."
The man gave him a strange look, purple eyes widening. "Oro?" he said involuntarily.
Uric ginned. He liked this word. "Ororo!" he shouted triumphantly. The red-haired man collapsed to the ground in shock. Uric poked the man's shoulder, wondering if he was supposed to collapse as well.
"Kenshin! Are you all right?" The girl Uric remembered from before had come back, carrying a tray with tea and food on it. Kenshin chose that moment to sit up.
"Or-," he stopped when he saw Uric. "I'm fine, Kaoru-dono. Our guest surprised me."
"Oro!" said Uric happily. Kenshin buried his head in his hands.
tabellae:p Despite the fact that she's never even seen Kenshin, she encouraged me to write this. Should I send this to Obscurus Fics as well? Oh, and if you haven't seen Kenshin, most of this will make little sense, but there's no spoilers so feel free to read.Uric wasn't sure where he was - actually, that wasn't true. He was in a house, sitting exactly two inches in front of a low table. He wasn't sure where the house was though, or why the people around him weren't speaking English. And he hadn't been sure where the land the house was sitting on was for a long time.
The people around him, consisted of a red-haired man in strange pink robes, a taller man who wore his robes open with bandages around his chest - Uric wondered if he was hurt - and a young boy who was currently attacking the taller man. The boy reminded Uric of Mena. He wanted to ask them why they were all wearing such strange robes, but first things first.
"Does your house know where it is?" he asked in their language. No one had told Uric that it was impossible to learn a language after only being in a country for a few days. He had actually been able to speak the language for a week, but people just stared at him when he asked where Simon, his bird-lizard was, or if they knew where their feet were going.
"Oro?" said the red-haired man.
"If it doesn't know where it is, then we don't know where we are either because we're in the house."
"Oro?"
"Can't we step outside the house and know where we are?" asked the boy, distracted from where he had been gnawing on the taller man's arm. Uric considered this.
"Only if the land knows where it is, and I don't think it does since I've been asking it," said Uric.
"Am I the only one who has no idea what he's talking about?" complained the tall man. The boy glared at him.
"That's because you're stupid!" He stuck his tongue out at him.
"Why you!" They attacked each other and Uric watched curiously, forgetting his earlier question. The red-haired man shook his head in despair.
"Oro," he said softly to himself.
"Oro?" Uric repeated, distracted from the fight. He tried the word again. "Oro."
The man gave him a strange look, purple eyes widening. "Oro?" he said involuntarily.
Uric ginned. He liked this word. "Ororo!" he shouted triumphantly. The red-haired man collapsed to the ground in shock. Uric poked the man's shoulder, wondering if he was supposed to collapse as well.
"Kenshin! Are you all right?" The girl Uric remembered from before had come back, carrying a tray with tea and food on it. Kenshin chose that moment to sit up.
"Or-," he stopped when he saw Uric. "I'm fine, Kaoru-dono. Our guest surprised me."
"Oro!" said Uric happily. Kenshin buried his head in his hands.