Mikami's morning rounds and location logs

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[Mikami's morning schedule is as follows unless interrupted;

From a little after midnight until 7AM, he'll be sleeping on the office couch, in full suit and tie, aside from his shoes at the front entrance. He's a light sleeper but not so light somebody intentionally trying not to wake him couldn't enter and do something.

At 7AM he will wake up and look out into the main area, then return to check the computer if nothing's thrown him off schedule.

Unless he makes alternate plans due to talking to anyone via computer, at 7:30 he'll briefly check the laundry room. He'll then head to the Master Bathroom and proceed with basic morning hygiene and showering.

By 8:00 he'll head to the kitchen and either interact with whoever else is there or just make coffee alone.

At 7:30, he takes Ed to the laundry room and moves the laundry to the dryer before heading to the beach with him.

...This is a rather dry read, but that's Mikami for you. For being transported into a murderous land of magic and mystery where waking up alive is perhaps a small miracle, his morning habits are quite normal. Arguably unsettlingly so. He seems entirely comfortable and at home in the setting to anyone observing.]

Comments

[tochallengethesun]

Because you're doubting the skills of a master alchemist. Just get changed already.

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Even if you are able to make a boat, Paracelsus, it may not be much use. That's assuming that what the Shinigami said was true, admittedly. [He settles for having to roll up his pant legs for the time being.] Let's go.

[tochallengethesun]

We came all the way here so you can get roll up your sleeves? What about the clothes?

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Somebody else started the wash. They'll take too long to dry.

[tochallengethesun]

You're from one of those places that's never had an alchemist, huh? [Grinning - he looks like he already knows the outcome - he points at the washer.] Get them out. I'll show you how easy that is for somebody as good as me.

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You're going to transmute wet clothing into dry clothing? [That's supposed to be a joke, but his tone is flat enough it could sound serious. Particularly since that is, presumably, exactly what he is going to do. But none the less, he does stop the dryer and reach to pull out the white shirt, holding it out despite the sense he's going to regret this.]

[tochallengethesun]

[Wow, this guy is easily impressed. That's one of the easier things done in alchemy, its almost like making water turn into ice.

Reaching out, he accepts the shirt without confirmation. After draping the cloth over his arm, he claps his hands - which surely proves his point - and presses one to the shirt. After a bright light appears and dies, there's a dry shirt in it's place.]

Better than a dryer, huh?

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[After a moment of staring, he reaches out to feel it, testingly. It is, indeed, dry. After surprise comes furrowing brows, lifting up the shirt, looking it over, then lowering it to look down at the alchemist, who, in retrospect, is still more normal than a Shinigami. He has no right to be surprised.]

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[...But he is none the less. Enough to be speechless.]

[tochallengethesun]

[Huh, the guy really does seem surprised.]

The boats will be nothing too. You finally going to let me look at the map?

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[Setting the shirt aside, he starts unbuttoning the one he's wearing, turning around, glancing over his shoulder as he asks.]

It's really as simple as clapping in order to change matter and perform alchemy where you're from? In that case, would you be able to duplicate a computer or a machine by looking at it?

[tochallengethesun]

[Ed turns too, if only because the guy obviously wants some privacy.]

That'd make it magic, not science. I have to understand the chemical makeup of whatever I'm changing, and I have to have the materials. I didn't make your shirt any bigger than it was because I didn't have extra fabric.

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[He starts moving more quickly to change, unrolling the sleeves and folding his shirt before digging for the jeans and holding them out to him.]

If you have the materials, it can be made or fixed.

[tochallengethesun]

[Though the blonde can hear shuffling behind him, he can only assume Mikami is changing.]

I have to understand it, too. Even with computer materials, I can't make one. It's the science of understanding, decomposition, and restructure.

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[He looks to the clothes rack, lamenting that the newest outfit doesn't look to be that of someone he could expect to be an engineer.]

Pants.

[tochallengethesun]

[The red coat and black outfit probably didn't either, but did they speak of an alchemist?

Instead of walking them over, he tosses them, aiming for them to land on Mikami's shoulder or head.]

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Thank you.

[There's more shuffling as he gives a rather robotic, if long winded report.]

I wasn't able to reach anything of note, much less the end of the landmass going approximately 10 kilometers south, then east. There was no coast visible along the northeast hypotenuse until approximately one one fifth of a kilometer from the shore. The landmass's shape is unknown. The Shinigami suggested that this is not earth but a "tiny planet." With the distance at which the ocean could be heard as well as the nature of the waves, it suggests the body of water is substantial. It's possible that the Shinigami was disingenuous. The gravity and such appears to be the same, which it shouldn't be on a planet significantly different from Earth. But Shinigami, Death Notes, Time Travel and Alchemy are already significantly different from Earth.

The house map appears accurate. The range and security of the Wifi hasn't been investigated. The room beyond here can be explored through the office or the southern or western walls without the code, using your alchemy. If they've planned for your arrival, that may trigger something as well, however. Alternately, you may have come for the specific purpose of opening that room as we've failed to uncover the entry code.

[tochallengethesun]

Alchemy is part of the world. [What is he talking about? He'd never heard anybody fight the idea even when there was proof on their backs.] It's like saying biology or chemistry isn't real.

I don't trust a guy with fake wings, he's just more likely to break his arm. Is Wifi the thing you think's keeping us in? I'd need to study it, but I could probably learn to break that down too.

[Ed looks unimpressed that he had come just to get through a wall.]

What door?

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Alchemy was a disproven science even by your era. That you're clearly from another world does support the idea of of other ones existing, of the Shinigami being pulled from his, and that this is potentially another one altogether. But, he was allegedly able to travel between ours and his before this. You, me, and the others would normally leave "other worlds" to the realms of fiction.

[So he says while trying to straighten out the clothing he admittedly isn't very fond of. Unlike L, he tucks his shirt in, then nods to the door behind him, past the sinks with the note.]

It urges against getting in without some code, but only mentions breaking down the door as a potential hazard.

[tochallengethesun]

[Cupping his chin, he walks closer to the wall. It looks like normal wood, it won't be a problem.]

Even if it's some kind of trap, it won't trigger if the door doesn't open. I'm going for it. [Without waiting for an answer, his hands clap.]

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Are you even going to consider what a problem it'll be if the power goes out?

[Not that he's stopping him.]

[tochallengethesun]

I'll fix it.

[Without any hesitation, he presses his hands to the wall.]

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[And thus the wall gives way to reveal the server room. The power does not go out. Mikami peers past him. It's dark, but there are two computer screens lighting the room.]

[tochallengethesun]

That's our prize? I kinda thought it was going to be something more. There's already a computer in your room.

[But Ed does walk on inside, approaching the laptops.]

These look different, maybe they do something else.

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[Mikami's briefly distracted in heading to the computer with the security feed, surprised to find there's no log in requirements. After a few moments, pulling up the camera interface, he glances back.] Those are laptops. Portable versions of computers. [His attention returns forward to his computer as he pulls up the history.] See if they have anything on... [He stops and frowns. Entirely at himself, really. What, exactly, is Mikami expecting someone from the early 1900s to do with a laptop?]

[tochallengethesun]

Typewriters are already portable.

[He knows there are some differences, but he was letting Mikami know they seemed to have the advantage there.

Instead of going on his own, even with Mikami's dropped instructions, Ed follows behind and glances over the older man's shoulder.]