[ This is all wrong. As much as Rafa enjoys spending time in forests, this is not where he is meant to be. His world was under attack, he'd been told, and so he had meant to leave Eudio to get back to it. Instead he'd washed up here - literally washed up, since he'd landed in the sea and had to swim to the beach - and now he's trudging through the forest in wet clothes, carrying a waterlogged phone that will no longer turn on, and moving in the general direction of the city he can see in the background.

There are others here. Rafa doesn't feel too terribly social, given his current attire. His boots are squelching with every step. His hair is dripping, and though he's pulled it back into a tail, it still feels unpleasant. And his clothes, always closely fitting, are clinging to him. He has had better days. This D&G suit has certainly had better days.

And he is hungry. There's also that. One of the tiny little winged things keeps trying to land on his shoulder, and for the seventh time, he bats it away. ]

Fucking faeries. [ Is his personal opinion. This forest is full of them, and also full of other scents he doesn't really know. He's avoiding the large, mossy things that are congregating to the left of the group. He has no idea what those are, but he doesn't like the smell, and he'd rather not face them on an empty stomach. ] I need to eat something more than rabbits or I will go crazy here. Does anyone have a phone signal? [ He asks, raising his voice. His accent is very Italian, and his tone is very irritated. ] Or GPS, dare I hope. This is not what I had in mind.

[ The city is, comparatively, a better place. It seems abandoned, which irks Rafa all over again, but it's not long before he finds dry clothes that haven't been ruined by seawater. He quickly changes, and now moves around dressed in black jeans and a dark-coloured shirt. It's not ideal, but it's better than what he had before. Now ready to explore, he starts picking his way around the city. For a while he's outside, wearing sunglasses now that he's away from the safety of the trees. Every few hours, though, he has to duck inside to let them recharge, and this leads to him discovering quite a number of different buildings. He walks into several that are already occupied, and can only raise a hand in apology. ]

I have yet to find somewhere to stay. Do not worry. I shall not trouble you for long.

[ Only long enough for the glasses to regain some magic, and let him walk back out into the sun. And there is so much sun. His time in the forest had let him get used to the way time works here. Twenty hours of light, and ten of shadow. Twenty hours is a very long time, and the sun is very bad for this vampire.

The night time is much better. Rafa walks around more freely, with the glasses safely in his pocket, and magical streetlamps lighting his way. After a while, a unicorn foal finds him. He tries to chase it off at first, but when that doesn't work, it starts to talk to him instead, and then of course he wants to keep it. It starts to guide him, and his mood brightens. Find him while that's going on, and he might even smile at you. ]

I am searching for somewhere to stay. What are you seeking?

[ Here is Rafa, or at least a very blurry image that looks as though it might be Rafa. It goes in and out of focus several times, until it settles for a closeup of warm brown eyes. He pulls back, frowning. He could not look more frustrated. ]

How am I supposed to type? I cannot even feel the keys - why are you looking at me like that?! What are you -

[ He leans in closer, squinting right into the camera eyes. And then he sees them moving as though to refocus on him, and his eyes widen. ]

We are recording now?! Yes of course we are recording now, because why would we not be. How very slick.

[ Though still annoyed, Rafa at least makes an attempt at converting his frown to a smile. If they're recording, then he likely has an audience. ]

Forgive me. If you can hear me, then hello! My name is Rafa. I would like to meet the others who have found themselves here. This is not where I am meant to be, and...nothing is as it seems. Also, I am speaking to you through a unicorn which thinks is is an iPhone. Is anyone else having that problem? If so, I should be grateful for a manual of some kind. I do not think it likes me.