[ Inigo's no stranger of ending up in different worlds. First, going back in time to prevent the deaths of everyone he loved. Second, going to another world, or perhaps time in order to protect that world from being destroyed, giving up most of the things he loved along the way.
And now.
This world filled with roaring metallic... horses to his left and right. The busy din of a single day of a nondescript city unlike anything he's ever seen before. And he seemed to be in the middle of the road if all the annoyed look these riders are enough clues as it is.
Do they even understand the common tongue, here? Was his first thought. Either ways, weaving his way, Inigo navigated through the street and ended up on the sidewalk, on which he was almost run over by one of the metallic scooters riding there. Being yelled at on a language that he's never heard before, Inigo found it funny that...
For the first time, he might be completely lost. ]
[Inigo, you need to be more confused at being in different worlds all the time!
In fact, one of the people who almost ran him over was this one, and she swerved away in time, and thankfully no accident followed. It gave her time to park, drag him back onto the sidewalk and then took her helmet off.]
Goodness! Are you alright? [Because he looked like he wasn't from around her, she wasn't going to scold him. Yet.]
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And now.
This world filled with roaring metallic... horses to his left and right. The busy din of a single day of a nondescript city unlike anything he's ever seen before. And he seemed to be in the middle of the road if all the annoyed look these riders are enough clues as it is.
Do they even understand the common tongue, here? Was his first thought. Either ways, weaving his way, Inigo navigated through the street and ended up on the sidewalk, on which he was almost run over by one of the metallic scooters riding there. Being yelled at on a language that he's never heard before, Inigo found it funny that...
For the first time, he might be completely lost. ]
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In fact, one of the people who almost ran him over was this one, and she swerved away in time, and thankfully no accident followed. It gave her time to park, drag him back onto the sidewalk and then took her helmet off.]
Goodness! Are you alright? [Because he looked like he wasn't from around her, she wasn't going to scold him. Yet.]
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Yes, I am. I'd like to thank you for your assistance, but it seemed like I made a fine mess on my own did I...?
[ Those people on the... metal horses didn't seem too happy with him, after all. ]