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WHO: Momiji and OPEN to everyone
WHERE: The MAC and the streets
WHEN: From Jan. 7 thru Jan.9, state when/where in header
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Trying to stop thinking so much, Momiji starts wondering around the City.
FORMAT: Starts with prose, will dissolve into whatever the other person wants

Momiji had been spending his first few days in the City trying to wrap his mind around the concept of being stuck in this new reality. It hadn’t been going well. Thinking about it left him depressed and filled with questions about the future. The silence that filled his apartment wasn’t helping. Momiji had never really been alone. Sure, the houses on Sohma estate were usually quiet, but there had still been the background hum of human life. To keep himself from dwelling on his situation, Momiji had been busy acquiring a new wardrobe and decorating his room.

But there was only so much time he could dedicate to deciding between shades of pink and by Friday, Momiji running out of things to do. Determined not to spend his weekend worrying over something he couldn’t change, he rose early and with a game plan. He was going to explore the City and get familiar with the place he’d be calling home from now on. Mentally pumping himself, Momiji pulled on a sweater and strode out the door.

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He stared at the sweater, smile growing. "I can really have it? That's so nice! But wouldn't you like something in return?"

"You can call me Momiji." He paused, thinking. "Cause that's what people in America do right? Call each other by first names?" Another pause to digest what she'd said, before he finished answering. "I'm from Japan and 16. What's weird?"

"Momiji? I guess it's no stranger than Jordan." She draped the sweater over him. "I don't need anything. I just like to make things. I make all kinds of things. And it's weird because it's 2011! And when I was at home before being brought here it was 1985! So if it were really my life, I would be 46 now! And that's just weird because I'm 19, and I can't imagine being that old!"

"Thank you." He smiled, hugging the sweater. People here much nicer then Momiji had been warned for. "Are you a tailor?"

"46 really is old." He laughed. "But everyone grows up eventually. And even if the time is wrong, at least you can see the future while you're young. I mean, back home we just hit the 2000s. So I should be a lot older too."

"Well, I guess I've been a tailor, 'cause I made Hank a 3 piece suit! I'd never made one of those before. But I'm really good at sweaters. I make all kinds of things, so if there's anything you need, I can probably make it for you." She smiled smugly, secure in her ability to make anything she really wanted to make. "And you're right! I guess it's a lot more fun to be 19 here than to be 46!"

"That's neat. Sort of like an inventor, yes?" He rocked on his heels, deciding he liked this strange girl already. "Of course it is! If you were old, you wouldn't be able to go play or anything like that. Well, you could but most people would think it was weird!"

Jordan likes in return. "That's right! People think I'm weird anyway, but at least I can get away with it because I'm young!"

And he is like a little brother and she would like to hug, but she is being good because not everyone likes that kind of thing, and she knows it.

"Where are you going? Maybe I can go too!"

"You don't seem weird! It must be really useful to be an inventor."

He would love the hugs, but alas if she tried he'd have to run.

"I'm going to explore the City! I haven't been here long and I want to see it. You can come if you want." He could never turn down company, especially if someone was being nice to him.

She smiled and grabbed his hand, tugging him toward the stairs. "It's a big city, so there's always something new to find! And everyone's so interesting!"

Momiji didn't mind the hand grabbing. In fact, he was kind of happy for the physical touch. It had only been a few days but he was already starting to miss jumping all over his friends. He followed her without protest, clutching the sweater in his other hand. "Yeah, yeah! We can go wherever you want Jordan."

"I always take the stairs. Elevators take too long! And you shouldn't say that!" She laughed. "What kinds of things would you like to see? I'm interested in everything, so we can look for whatever you want!"

"Okay." He didn't mind the stairs, exercise was good for the body after all. "Why shouldn't I? I like doing all kinds of things, so I don't know where to start. I was just going to run around until something caught my eye."

It was several flights before they reached the ground floor. "Well, it's a big city so we can do almost anything! There are stores, and museums, and movie theaters, and regular theaters and all kinds of other things! I've been in this area, so you should choose what we do first."

"Ah, I've been doing a lot of shopping recently." Thus his newly decorated apartment. "Do you like museums?" Momiji always got antsy in movie theaters. He was too used to movement.

"Sure! If you look at what people did in the past, you can come up with ideas for the future! And sometimes I get ideas for great sweater patterns!" Jordan laughed. "You like museums? What kind do you like best? Art or history?"

"That's a good view on it." He giggled. "Hmmm, I like art museums a lot. But I find history interesting too!"

"I haven't gone to many of the art ones yet, so we can start there." She smiled at him and squeezed his hand. "After all, it's more fun if we're both finding new things, right?"

"Ah, art museums are fun. And very pretty." He gave another bought of twittering laughter. He squeezed he hand right back, feeling more at ease as they went along and forgetting about the panic he'd been in the past few days. "It's just like an adventure!"

"An adventure? How is an art museum like an adventure?"

"Eh, I meant finding new things! Seeing new sights! That kind of thing." He rubbed the back of his neck, grinning. "Sorry, sorry. I don't always make sense with what I say."

"In that case, everything is an adventure!"

Momiji nodded. "That's what I'd like to believe! It's more fun that way!"

Jordan walked down the street, both arms swinging a lot as she moved. "Life is about having fun," she declared. "In all the ways we can. Which is why I don't sleep."

Momiji skipped along side her. "Yeah, yeah. You should always make the most of what time you have." He was going to go on with more inspirational type speeches, but he was sidetracked by her last statement. "You don't sleep? Don't you need to?"

"Well, that's what people keep telling me. But I never do! I try sometimes, but there's just so much that I want to do that lying around in bed doing nothing just seems like so much of a waste, you know? So I get up and start doing things again before I've gone on for too long, and then I just stop trying for a while because it's so boring!"

"You're lucky that you don't get tired all the time." Momiji replied. "You must be really active, just going and going."