Thread: Tokyo Trip: Interactive Fiction

With a tie between the requesting proof and causing a scene options, I'll use them both, hope you enjoy! Shadowed by the huge figure in a black tracksuit, Aoi was startled by that delinquent looking tall... woman? It was a woman indeed, and claimed to be the one that she had to guide? Aoi was too baffled and surprised to think twice about the approaching figure, and even if Sam was keeping her distance, Aoi freaked out for a moment, asking for help in Japanese while she embraced the sign like it was some kind of shield. Ah... what's wrong... Samantha asked weakly, looking around to the people that were staring at the scene. I didn't mean... she added, taking a step closer to calm the girl down, something that didn't seem to help. Soon a couple of security guards from the airport appeared, escorting them both to a couple of small private rooms to clear the issue. Half an hour and a lot of bows later, Aoi was dragging her feet out of the room, completely mortified about what happened, utterly embarrassed and feeling awful for all of it. Samantha had shown the security guards the passport and the emails from her phone, Aoi explained what she was there to wait for Sam thinking he would be a man, and once everything seemed to check out, they were released. Quickly after Aoi, dragging her luggage, Samantha followed, finally able to talk to her after they had been split apart. I guess that I can look scary sometimes, specially when tired after such a trip, and nervous about all of it... she was rambling while following the silent girl. I didn't expect a young girl and you didn't expect a tall woman, so we are even, don't worry added with a smile. Samantha wasn't one to hold grudges, even less for just a misunderstanding. Think of it as a funny story to tell about the trip, I sure do she added, something that made Aoi turn around and quickly approach Sam. When close the height disparity was notorious to say the least, and yet Samantha almost felt the need to step back when she noticed how serious Aoi looked. Please don't the girl asked, her high pitched voice sounding firm. This is important for me, and I'm very sorry that we started on the wrong foot, but please don't go around talking about what happened Aoi insisted. I... I didn't mean like it was unprofessional just... Samantha was surprised about how serious the little cute girl looked. Perhaps she had guessed her age wrong and was older than her? Sam doubted it, but she really didn't know. Just the kind of stuff that happens when different people from different cultures mingle, a learning experience so to speak she shrugged, giving it no importance. Fine then, now if you allow me Miss- Aoi started, being soon cut off by Samantha's dismissing gesture. I know that I may be rude and come across as a bit of a brute, specially in Japan. And I promise I will try to be as polite as possible, but... she sighed. Please, please, please. Call me Sam, will ya? she asked, a smile as broad as her shoulders appearing on her face, honest and bright. Ah- Aoi was surprised by how feminine the woman could look, as her first impression was one of a lumbering giant clad in black. It was against protocol, but since it seemed to be important to her and they had already started in a strange way, Aoi couldn't help but concede the point. If it served for Sam to feel more comfortable in her visit to Japan, it was worth the effort, although it had to be a two way street. I'll do it, Sam Aoi's effort was easily heard that first time. But then I can't be Furukawa-san, so call me Aoi to keep things simple she said, smiling a bit. I'll do! Pretty name, Aoi Sam said, a brief hearty laugh escaping her lips. So now I change some money and we get going I guess? Although I bring a few Yen with me, most of my money is in Dollars she admitted. We can sort that in the city if you don't mind a small trip and want a better rate Aoi commented, still getting accustomed to Sam's attitude. After a big trip I won't mind a small one, better rate means more to spend Sam said, looking a hint tired and yet feeling invigorated by the fact that even if she was still in the airport, she was already in Japan and so close to the Tokyo of her dreams that she could almost taste it. For now small details on the polls, there would be bigger things to come once the ball gets rolling. This post question is about the backdrop and not the characters. Is Sam going to stay in a traditional place with futons on the tatami, old wooden bathtub... or a state of the art modern hotel? As always, comments are welcome.