Welcome to Gaia! ::

Boyan never really felt any pressing NEED to examine the portal in his kitchen. That in itself was probably unusual, but he had more pressing things to worry about. His darling grandchibis, for one. Shiny objects, for another. And, perhaps, fixing himself a ham sandwich. THOSE were important things.

But the portal? Nah. After all, his lovelybeautiful daughter was doing wonderfully, had nothing but good stories to tell, and he'd had no reason to suspect anything was wrong. --Well, unless one of his granddaughters decided to poke their heads in to see what all the fuss was about. He wasn't worried, though. Living on Gaia, living with aliens on Gaia... he'd learned early on that strange portals were not toys, wormholes were for official use only, and to never, ever, under any circumstances, attempt to consume a spatial anomaly larger than his head.

So only when Shuuken had that absolutely mind-blowing reaction to the mention of the very nice sir and/or madam who'd taken care of the aforementioned lovelybeautiful daughter did Boyan take an actual INTEREST. Only when the chaoses were unable to discern Jin's intentions did Boyan worry. And only when he FINALLY recalled what he'd been told about the Space Danish in the first place did he even remember he had questions that needed to be answered.

Which brings him to now, a rubber duck tucked into his robes for courage, eying the portal as if it contains some kind of mysterious fun-house with a hall of mirrors, spooky noises, and a monster at the end of this book.

Deep breath, Boyan. This is for his daughter and his grandbabies.

And, squeezing his eyes shut, he steps through.

The sudden change in temperature is almost like a kick to the stomach. Boyan reels for a moment, furiously fanning his face with his sleeves in an attempt to at least adjust to the weather.

Thankfully, he supposes, it's not TOO much hotter than it otherwise would be outside in Gaia, but when he's not expecting it, it feels so much worse at first.

He'd intended to wander aimlessly, asking about Jin, but it would seem he's in luck today. He recalls the cart from Melody's description (She really didn't do it justice), and he would suppose the sir and/or madam at the table next to it fits Melody's description. Not that he's TOTALLY sure, but what would it hurt?

He shakes his head a bit, as if to clear the fuzz from his thoughts. He needs to be fully alert. He needs to be able to project clearly, ask clear questions, and understand the answers. ...Or at least remember them so that someone else can interpret later.

And then he approaches, projecting a tentative, questioning, only slightly muddied greeting at the stranger.

Hello? He's looking for someone...

Boyan's a bit startled at that; when they'd spoken, he'd assumed she was home for good. She'd returned to this place?

Momentary surprise passing, he finally shakes his head. No, no, he'll see her when she comes home. She probably doesn't need Daddy looking over her shoulder at every turn. And he really doesn't need anything; all he came here for were questions and answers.

This old fool doesn't wish to trouble Jin too terribly much, but...

Could sie, perhaps, tell Boyan about this place? He has heard others refer to it as the Silver World, but...

Boyan knows that it is not.

Boyan sits, suddenly feeling profoundly awkward. He doesn't know what he'd been expecting, but this isn't it. (Perhaps, was he expecting Jin to screech "CURSES! I'VE BEEN FOUND OUT!" and for there to be an epic battle of some sort? Who knows!)

Well... Boyan knows there's a Golden world and a Silver world, and they're just two jellied sides of a piece of giant toast in space, but this is place is more like a donut...

Once again, he relies on this analogy to help him explain itself. Even if it might make him sound even more insane.

Boyan shifts again, biting his lower lip.

He has to admit, Jin isn't exactly what he was expecting... The way Shuuken made it sound-- the way the Sparklies couldn't-- Boyan didn't-- But Melody--

...

Maybe... Boyan has the wrong person?

Boyan shakes his head violently, his fingers now tapping on the table as he struggles to collect his thoughts.

No, no, no, no... Boyan will see Melody soon, because so much time passes here, but so very little time passes back home, and so what's a long time for Melody isn't enough time for Boyan to really really miss her and want to follow her to reassure himself that she is still within reach, that she hasn't gone so far that he may never see her again like--

...Well.

No, he repeats. He's looking for a Jin, one who Boyan has heard horrible things about but suspects might be something more of a groundskeeper, redrawing lines and places and people when all the Porcelain from Gaia have gone home. Boyan himself is curious about this, but also he wishes to reassure himself, to reassure the girl who is the daughter of another Boyan, somewhere out there, in another time and another place.

Boyan is curious about the world, its reason for being here, the reason Gaian Porcelain are being invited to this place, who the Gan that Boyan supposedly resembles is, what a silver dragon has to do with all of it...

As sie can see, Boyan has heard so so many tall tales about this place, but he has no idea where to even BEGIN searching.

Jinsui? No... no, Boyan doesn't know the full name of the other person he is looking for. And right now he wishes desperately that he had thought to ask instead of simply charging into this world unannounced and interrogating the first person he encountered-- the one who happened to be taking care of his DAUGHTER, no less.

He thinks, glancing back at his chaoses as if they could supply an answer. Which Jin, precisely, was Shuuken referring to? sweatdrop

Oh! Um. ...Sort of...? sweatdrop

Boyan, now, is more confused than ever. And he squints at Jin, as if expecting to see something other than the person sitting across from him.