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beleos ([personal profile] beleos) wrote in [community profile] kenoslogs2022-10-14 03:08 pm

TDM + GAME OPENING 🎉

Who: Shard-Bearers, new and old
What: Seeds take root
Where: The Tree of Life, Highstorm, Springstar
When: October 14th and onwards
Warnings: Potential for (mild) body horror, death, dismemberment


I. BEARING FRUIT (new characters only)
It starts out as a pleasant dream. You’re in your favorite place, with your favorite people. It’s a moment of idyllic comfort.

And then, it goes wrong.

The sky turns dark above, and as you look up, you see the black expanse of space spotted with faraway pinprick lights of stars. Yet, they’re not stars. You’re certain. They’re watching you. A billion eyes all looking down, and they spill forth as if sky itself was a dam holding back those dark waters. You reach back to the people you’re with, but they’re frozen in place. Their eyes are black, reflecting only the expanse of dark eyes.

So you run, even though you know you won’t escape it. You glance back and see it not overtaking, but consuming. The landscape around you is being devoured, and you can see it cracking apart. The world itself is breaking, and it cracks under your feet. You fall, and the billion eyes chase after you until the darkness swallows you whole. There’s agony as if you’re being ripped apart, and then—

You cannot see. You cannot feel. You simply are. Yet even so, impossibly, a woman’s voice speaks gently.

I’m sorry it couldn’t be saved. But, come, it’s time to wake.

You wake with a start, cradled by soft, velvety plants, and sticky with a sap that smells faintly of honey and iron. You can see the veins of the leaves that hold you, lit warmly and gently by what looks like a crystal embedded above you. Yet, it’s odd, because that crystal calls to you. When you reach out to touch it, it’s warm. Familiar. Important. You don’t know why, but you know you must hold onto this, because now it feels wrong for it to be suspended in these leaves. So, you pull it out.

The light starts to fade, but only in time to see as the leaves cradling you immediately start to soften and crumble, and with it comes a torrent of dirt. Soft, loamy soil starts to fill the space around you in the dark as you’re buried. Or, rather, you already were. You reach out through the dirt desperately, and your hands finds a root, so you pull while you clutch that precious crystal so close that it almost feels like it sinks into you (in your panic, you don’t notice that it does). You reach out again, and this time, your hand hits open air and plenty of sturdy roots around to grab.

From a seed you’re born, and like a sprout, you make your way out of the ground.

And once you’ve clawed your way out of the soft earth and the roots, nearby, you see the soil shift. Another hand comes up to grasp desperately for something, anything, just as you had been.

II. MORAL HAZARD
There are new Shard-Bearers at the Tree of Life, and Yima has asked that the earlier arrivals go to greet them and help them. These aren’t people from Horos, after all, so they’ll have many, many questions. As Yima explains, the roots of the tree rise up to create caverns underneath, and it’s there you’ll find the new Shard-Bearers. And indeed, with careful steps to not slip on the mossy roots, down you go. Perhaps Communion will help you find the new Shard-Bearers, but it might be a confusing process for them.

The roots all start to look the same, to the point that you’re sure that you’ve already been through this passage. You turn around, and most of the people you had come here with are gone, if not all of them. It’s confusing and unsettling, and strangest of all.. You’re starting to feel ill, even if that wasn’t something normally possible for you. But continuing forward, you do eventually find an unfamiliar face of a new Shard-Bearer. They look no better than you feel.

Before introductions, however, roots around you shift suddenly until you’re enclosed in a room together. From the roots, a face forms in the wall. It speaks in a creaking, uneven tone, as if it weren’t used to speaking at all.

Give to take. A sacrifice. To live.

LET'S PLAY A GAME...

As the Dryad will explain, characters are now trapped in a room and have been poisoned by the spores that the lichens underfoot release. An antidote lays beyond the roots the dryad has curled around you, but to access it, you must make a sacrifice.

Characters can pick one of the following options, but the decision must be made unanimously. If one character takes a drastic action (such as murdering another), it’s counted as a failure for the group.

  • Each of you must offer up a personal/treasured memory. The memory will be shared in Communion with all characters assembled, and then will be destroyed. No character will retain the memory or memory of its Communion.
  • Each of you must offer up something physical. A finger, a toe, an ear, it’s your choice. The dryad will offer a knife if this is chosen that will sever the body part of choice cleanly and immediately stop any bleeding.
  • Offer up another. Kill one person in the room.
  • Refusing is also a valid option. Characters will get more ill as they debate until they start to find it difficult to breathe, and they’ll die quickly after.
The following is OOC knowledge that will not be known IC: The consequences of this game are about intent, and thus are not real. When characters are freed from the tree’s thrall, they’ll have their memories/body parts/life intact.

This can be done in groups of 2 to 4 players, and Loremasters recommend three if you can swing it! It’s more fun when you get in philosophical debates, right? Regardless, when your group comes to a decision, please record it here. These don’t have to be fully threaded out to be recorded, so the conclusion can be discussed OOC if you prefer. Actions can be submitted until October 21st, after which groups will be informed of what comes of their choice…

When a group receives the antidote, they'll be released from the tree's thrall... But will have a hard time waking up. It feels like something has grabbed onto their spine.

III. DREAMING OF HOME
You may wake with a start from your deliberations (or arguments) with a jolt of pain from the base of your spine as something is pulled away rapidly. A dark-haired man who looks to be in his thirties or so holds you carefully, but as soon as you start to regain your senses, he sets you back and holds up his hands.

Woah— Woah there, it’s fine! The tree was, uh, trying to take you back is all. You’re fine now.

As long as you’re not going to attack him, he offers a friendly smile and a hand to shake.

Name’s Cyrus. Sorry about the rude awakening. Let’s get your friend here unhooked too.

And indeed, glancing over, you can see the person you met in that room laying nearby, and it looks like a vine has snaked underneath them to exactly where something had just been pulled from you… Best not to think about it, maybe. Or if you've been unlucky enough to be one of the last people rescued, you might find vines and roots starting to grow into your skin. It's fine!

CYRUS, THE TRIBUNE

Cyrus is the NPC heading up the Meridian Faction, and is available to thread with under this header. Cyrus has come to the Tree of Life to help rescue the Shard-Bearer’s from the Tree, so he’s not going to be inclined to explain too much right away, since he’s on a mission, but he’ll stick around once everyone is successfully freed from Prompt 2 to speak with anyone that wants to. The following is just an OOC summary of information in case you do not need to thread with Cyrus:

Cyrus will gladly introduce himself to everyone, and will further explain his position in Meridian and Springstar (see the NPC Page) and the goals of Meridian itself (see the Faction Page, save for the italicized section). But most importantly, he’ll explain that he knows it sounds like something overly optimistic. It’s fair to be skeptical. He’ll produce a small glass bead from a bag he’s carrying. It looks like the necklace he wears, though not lit up. He’ll explain that the force of Meridian is a gift and can be a tether to your home, if you let it. As his fingertips light up, the energy is infused into the bead, which he’ll hand to you.

Taking the bead into your hands, you’ll take a bird’s eye view of your home world as if your consciousness is split, since you’ll still perceive standing in front of Cyrus at the tree. Rather than a vision, the view of your world is absolutely real, you’re certain. It’s a glimpse at the world that you thought destroyed, and if you focus on a particular place or a particular person, you’ll find the view shifting rapidly to it. No one you watch is aware of your presence, but simply continues about their daily life, whatever that is. But after about a minute, the view will fade as the light in the bead also fades.

That’s an iliachtida, a sunbeam, and when infused with Meridian’s light, allows someone Harmonized to it to check in on their world, he explains. It also acts as an anchor that tethers their soul to their world in the Timestream. With it, their world can’t entirely disappear, so eventually, they can go home. It’s a gift he’ll allow anyone that wants it to keep it, but indeed, they’ll be unable to use it again without first Harmonizing to Meridian.

To help manage threadload for the Loremasters playing Cyrus, we ask that you only tag him with the character you are most likely to app. Similarly, new tag-ins will not be accepted after Monday, October 17th.

III. SPRINGSTAR, αιώνιος ήλιος
After your ordeals at the Tree of Life, perhaps you’re drawn to Springstar, the city of eternal sun and the seat of Meridian.

It’s currently (and fittingly) Spring in Springstar, and the bustling city is coming back to life after finishing up winter. It’s not as if the winters are especially harsh here, but you’ll quickly get the sense that the people of Springstar are vivacious and happy to celebrate. You’ll find the Entertainment District to be the liveliest, whether it’s at a rowdy bar or a brothel, but no matter what, you’re welcome with open arms and without question.

Of course, if you’d just like to use the chance to explore the city alongside your fellow Shard-Bearers, that’s fine too. It’s easy to get lost in the crowds of Springstar and see all the city has to offer.

IV. HIGHSTORM, луны-близнецы
Or maybe Highstorm, the city of twin moons and the seat of Zenith is more to your liking. It’s certainly the quieter of the two cities and is a relaxing, meditative place if that’s what you prefer. The chill in the air is constant, since it’s Autumn in Highstorm and the eternal night doesn’t help keep things warm, exactly. Snow isn’t out of the question at this time of the year, but it’s beautiful in the moonlight.

Because of the cooler weather than Highstorm is prone to, you’ll find many of its delights inside rather than outside. Libraries and museums are popular in the more introspective city, though it’s easy enough to find something that might please you. For example, the indoor hot baths are popular at this time of the year too. You’ll find the people are kind, if cool-tempered, though if you mention the fact that you’re a Shard-Bearer or allied with Zenith, they’re more likely to warm up.

Though much like Springstar, it may just be more interesting to explore the city with a fellow Shard-Bearer. And as a resident may warn you, it’s best to stay in the city. Wandering out into the marshes and forests isn’t advised. Of course, if you do, just contact a Loremaster to find out why. ♥

NOTES
  • Welcome to Kenos! As a reminder, all players are required to fill out an application, which are now open. This does include characters/players from Aion Teleos, so please don’t forget to fill one out! Any character/player that does not submit an application will be swept from the communities and the Discord after applications close.
  • Activity Check is optional this month, but is highly recommend so Christy can check her fancy program so that you can earn Activity Reward Tokens! Activity will be able to be submitted shortly after applications close. You can find more about how we do AC here.
  • This log is Game Canon. Any characters who are not apped to the game will disappear. If Cyrus or Yima are asked, they’ll explain that this happens sometimes, since not every soul has a strong tether to Kenos and sometimes return to the Timestream. They’re fine and may even return to Kenos one day, but for now weren’t able to make the full journey.
  • As a reminder, your character has a Shard somewhere on their body that encompasses their soul, so keep note of where you're sticking it on their person for reference! Additionally, they have a tattoo of their Aspect somewhere on their body. Please be mindful this Aspect will be assigned to you upon approval and whatever you choose for the TDM may be temporary (for new characters)!
  • For the Highstorm and Springstar prompts, both cities will be fully open and accessible to all characters once they are saved from their rather harrowing ordeal at the Tree of Life. For prompt ideas and any general information about the cities and what you can find there, please see the Navigation page and check out the locations!

    FOR NEW PLAYERS:

  • New players are welcome to join our Discord Server if you haven't already!
  • When they emerge from their cocoon/the ground, characters may be wearing their normal clothes, or they might be nude. Up to you!
  • At some point in the days after leaving the Tree of Life, new Shard-Bearers will have a dream, even if they're usually not capable of sleeping. All new players should read this post, since this details how they'll learn about both factions and their goals and should help them make a decision in which Faction they'd be drawn to.
  • New characters will not have access to any canon abilities on the TDM.
  • Your character will be offered temporary housing either at the Heliopolis district or Yima's manor for the first few weeks after their arrival. They will also be given a stipend for basic supplies like clothing and personal effects, and food is served in the cantina (Heliopolis) and at regular meal times in the Dining Room (Yima's manor). Once they Harmonize, they will get personal permanent chambers and a fancy retainer in their Faction's city. Wow! 🌈

    FOR OLD PLAYERS:

  • Characters may be Harmonized to their Faction (if that makes sense for the character, of course!) by the time of this log. This is more for IC reference, and just wait until application acceptance to do the OOC paperwork!
  • General reminder that your character won't have access to their powers until they have Harmonized.

  • CODING
    humainity: (Your first name's what you do)

    ii

    [personal profile] humainity 2022-10-15 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Sophia is... little? She's little. She's not even five feet so she is most appreciative when she nearly collides with the man, stumbles backwards, and is caught from plunking onto her butt by his timely save. Why is she in a bar? That's a question for later. For now, she's being addressed, and she brightens. ]

    You are a big human, not a lug. That's okay. Are we friends?
    humainity: (Say something nice)

    [personal profile] humainity 2022-10-15 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
    I am not! [ brightly, for all that the poison is affecting her too. ]

    I am an AI-- an Artificial Intelligence. My directive is to be humanity's companion and I have been doing my very best to understand the human heart. I think it would be very helpful to you both if you weren't hurt or killed, correct?
    humainity: (On my planet)

    [personal profile] humainity 2022-10-15 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
    So then Risen are... people who aren't human anymore? What happened to them?

    [ Sorry Morgan she is full of questions. ]
    lachtara: (Coyness)

    III - Sunglasses yes

    [personal profile] lachtara 2022-10-15 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Emet-Selch has seated himself some few stools away. He generally sits on the edge of the bar purposefully away from everyone else for the sake of solitude. It's a minor annoyance that this new person has so close, but he doesn't make it a point to move. Too much of a hassle.

    He continues on with his drink. - a tall glass of the reddest wine - which has been sipped to half. Time passes and it seems this new person deigns to try and engage in conversation. Emet-Selch glances at her with his eyes and then looks back to his drink. ]

    I am a "refugee", but I have been here longer than most. Why?
    kenosnpcs: (cyrus)

    [personal profile] kenosnpcs 2022-10-15 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
    Exactly what it sounds like. My family is descended from a Shard-Bearer that was brought to Kenos, uh... [ He stumbles as he tries to think of a more specific number, but ends up laughing with an apologetic shrug. ] Well, a long time ago. I could look at the family records to see when exactly, I guess, but I don't know it off the top of my head. Centuries.

    [ He places his fingers back on the bead to continue to infuse it with Meridian while they talk, since it'll fade naturally, and he wants to be able to give her the full look. ]

    But if it's the time you're worried about, you won't be waiting centuries to restore what's in here.

    [ Not literally in here, he hopes she knows, but he taps the bead for emphasis all the same ]

    When this many Shard-Bearers show up at once, it means the Oracles will too. With Meridian's light, they can restore the worlds completely. Anyone that wants to can go back to their home.
    Edited 2022-10-15 15:55 (UTC)
    oomfies: 𝑜𝑜𝓂𝒻𝒾𝑒𝓈 (💚 outreach.)

    [personal profile] oomfies 2022-10-15 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Lottie, too, has enough manners to look away from Amos when he shifts underneath the water to something a tad more conversation appropriate. When the water stops lapping around her legs, she lets her eyes drift back down to him, a wry sort of smile to her lips. The tea is no longer being sniffed, but actually sipped on.

    He's right, it's warm. There's a sound of surprise, and then she gives it another go. Replying between sips: ]


    Yeah..

    [ Her cheeks warm steadily, a combination of the heat from the bath and the tea she's half demolished. When she's had her fill, she rests it at the meat of her thighs, both hands cradling the cup. She thumbs at the ornate designs on the side. ]

    Is it lame if I ask how you've been?
    kenosnpcs: (cyrus)

    [personal profile] kenosnpcs 2022-10-15 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ He doesn't mind the bluntness, since he doesn't think it's unfair. This group isn't the first set of Shard-Bearers he's met (or rescued from the tree, in fact...), and their distrust isn't uncommon. Whether they just crawled their way out of the roots or came from someone else, being distrustful of a stranger is probably the most rational thing. It just gets him to respond with a warm patience. ]

    You're Shard-Bearers. Chosen souls that can channel the light of Meridian or the shadow of Zenith. So as the Tribune of Springstar, I'd definitely hope you'd be touched by Meridian's light, but— [ He smiles again, sympathetic ] More than that? You're people that needed help.

    [ He looks up at the tree above with a sigh ]

    The Tree can be... Possessive? It sounds weird to say it, but that's the best one I can think of.

    [ Cyrus looks back to Gray with a shrug that's almost apologetic ]

    It's different what it does every time, so I hope this one wasn't too bad.
    kenosnpcs: (cyrus)

    [personal profile] kenosnpcs 2022-10-15 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
    You're welcome, of course. The Tree is...

    [ He glances to a bundle of roots nearby and sighs, but it comes with a laugh that's a little more incredulous than anything else. No matter how many Shard-Bearers he helps pull away from the Tree, it doesn't get any stranger, and Kenos was his home? The Tree is truly just Like That. ]

    Well, it tries to keep its "seeds", so to speak. That's how I've usually thought about it, at least.

    [ He shrugs again, but looks back to Barnaby as he does ]

    Are you okay, by the way? No lingering...anything? I can use some magic to heal you, if you need it.
    hauntedking: (26)

    fabulous joke.

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2022-10-15 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ The eyepatch does catch his attention; the way she tries to adjust it reminds him of a time when his own was still new and it felt strange and discomforting. When it wasn't simply a part of his everyday wear. He feels a twinge of sympathy for her, even if she is rather strange to look on. ]

    None, perhaps. But I was considering getting something to eat myself. Would you care to join me?

    [ He's trying. ]
    hauntedking: (31)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2022-10-15 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Dimitri can feel something hard and strange behind his eyepatch, but he doesn't dare to try and examine that in the here and now. Instead he tries to focus on that familiar voice and familiar face. This seems... not impossible. Claude is alive, he knows, but he left Fodland, didn't he? He starts trying to get to his feet. ]

    Claude...? What are you doing here?

    [ There's a pause. ]

    Where... ever here is.
    hauntedking: (22)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2022-10-15 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Oh. There's someone new. Dimitri pauses and glances at the young woman, trying to get himself reoriented. He hadn't quite thought anyone would say anything, after all. ]

    ...it is. It feels - I don't know. Wrong, somehow. After everything that's happened, that my home and all of my friends should be reduced to... flowers in a garden.
    kenosnpcs: (cyrus)

    [personal profile] kenosnpcs 2022-10-15 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ It's a sad question. Cyrus's smile is sympathetic in response, because getting to know Shard-Bearers, it's always a little surprising how many of them have sad questions like these. Even in the oddity that is Kenos, he knows he's lucky. As he reaches back with Communion, the feeling that comes most with it is an earnest sympathy. ]

    "Back" can mean a lot of things, so I don't want to assume. Which one do you mean?
    joyfully: (Default)

    [personal profile] joyfully 2022-10-15 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
    ... Huh. You know? I never asked! Maybe I knew once upon a time, but I don't think I remember it now.
    gunhammer: but someone else did the color edits on this one so it looks nicer (Default)

    Nero Scaeva | Final Fantasy XIV | Savant

    [personal profile] gunhammer 2022-10-15 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
    I -
    [This is an awful lot to unpack and to put it bluntly, Nero's not particularly keen on doing that right now. So he struggles free and for a moment, he's content to simply sit there, brushing dirt off his Ironworks uniform and double checking that his sunglasses weren't harmed in the struggle (they weren't). That gem has embedded itself into the back of his left hand, which he wastes no time in picking at - at least before the struggle of someone else nearby catches his attention.

    ...Sorry, did you think he was going to help? Not at all. He's actually just going to sit and watch until this person (perhaps it's you??) has freed themselves on their own.]


    And here I thought you wouldn't make it. Congratulations.

    [It's obviously dry and somewhat sarcastic, but at least he isn't slowclapping?? Thanks, Nero.]


    III, SPRINGSTAR -
    [It likely isn't a surprise to anyone who has spoken with him for more than a few minutes that Nero has found himself in the Akadimaïkós district - and more specifically, in one of those libraries. The architecture and detail of the buildings holds no interest for him; as always, Nero's interested in the technology and has clearly found his section of this library given that he's already surrounded himself with a downright impressive amount of books. It seems whatever he's looking for is harder to find than he was expecting, though. There's a large pile of discarded books at his feet and his expression is making his distaste plain.]

    The Academy would have been more discerning in what they're willing to accept...

    [And there goes another book, tossed into the pile! You may recognize some of these as technological and engineering tomes from other worlds... in other words, things that do not mesh with Nero's own knowledge base and are thus "wrong". He still has a large stack of books to get through - perhaps one of them comes from your world? Or maybe you just want to scold him for leaving books on the ground.]


    IV, HIGHSTORM -
    [Nero had finished his initial tour of the city and while he does have plans to return to ask about a million and one questions about the telegraphs and telephones he's seen, something else has caught his eye. Namely, the wilderness - "the Beyond" as they've taken to calling it. He's still within city limits, but he's staring out at the woods curiously, head inclined a bit as if considering. Once he notices you, he turns and gestures to the forest.]

    I trust you've heard the rumors? What do you think is out there?

    [...He's probably not going to go wandering out there when the technology is here and far more interesting, but this is certainly something that's been on his mind since he first heard about it.]


    WILDCARD -
    ( Want to do something else with Nero? Feel free to hit me on plurk at [plurk.com profile] pokerap or on Discord at Redd#5105! I'm definitely down for exploring other prompts or coming up with a specific starter if there's something else you'd like to do. )
    diplobrat: (007)

    [personal profile] diplobrat 2022-10-15 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
    Japan...? I'm afraid I've never heard of such a place, but...

    [ Wait a moment. He frowns. ]

    I beg your pardon. Did you say source code?
    diplobrat: (Default)

    [personal profile] diplobrat 2022-10-15 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
    "Wonderful! Lead on," Alphinaud responds with a smile and follows as best he can. He's rather grateful that his companion is measuring his tread... but he's used to keeping up with Thancred or Urianger, so at least he has that going for him.

    "When did you arrive here? I assume around the same time I did? Which was... a day or two ago, I believe."
    comelately: (so if you need a reason)

    [personal profile] comelately 2022-10-15 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ HE DOESN'T KNOW THAT!! ]

    No, no, not like that, like... for companionship. They're selling their bodies. You know...

    [ he trails off, then shakes his head, making a small, annoyed sound. ]

    Forget it. If you don't know, then you shouldn't go in there. How old are you, anyway?
    joyfully: (♙ Theater Strategy)

    [personal profile] joyfully 2022-10-15 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
    [She only considers that for a brief moment before she nods firmly.]

    Then... let's think that they're not! If your friends are too great and awesome to have that happen to them, then I completely believe in them too.
    lachtara: (Another)

    [personal profile] lachtara 2022-10-15 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
    Being killed is quite an inconvenience, yes.

    [ Said with the flat authority of someone who has experience on the matter. Though he doesn't care to explain the 'how' or 'why' of how that might be. ]

    hauntedking: (24)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2022-10-15 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ That does earn a little smile from him. Something fond. That optimism is touching, even if he's not sure he believes in it himself. ]

    That's very kind of you to say. And... if you'll believe in that, then I will as well. It's decided.
    comelately: (nothing will ever divide us again)

    [personal profile] comelately 2022-10-15 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ she totally doesn't get it and it's blatantly obvious that she doesn't. Johnny being Johnny, he's a little relieved regardless that she doesn't ask him to explain, because that sounds like a pain. The new subject is one he'd much rather talk about, anyway, and that's also blatantly obvious in how his expression softens. ]

    Oh. Thanks. She's an old girl, but she's a good one. Followed me here somehow.

    [ he pats her on the neck. She is indeed a beautiful horse - a snow-white appaloosa with gray speckling. Morgan might notice that the way he's sitting on the horse is unusual: rather than being in stirrups, his feet are strapped to the sides of the saddle with some kind of specialized harness, meaning his upper body has to do all the work of holding on to his mount. ]
    warmare: (恐怖)

    [personal profile] warmare 2022-10-15 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
    [So it is as she feared. Centuries. This man expected her to believe that his family had waited in this place for that long, that many generations, without losing hope? That he could smile like this, that he could give such a speech after all that? How could he understand how she felt, or feel a connection himself to a world he had not been born to? Her one remaining eye darts between his face and the bead in his hand, glowing anew beneath his touch. He sounds so confident, but then again… so had that woman called Yima.]

    How do you know that is true… ?

    [If he said it had been centuries, how could she trust such a claim? Oracles, or whatever they were, could restore what was damaged? Could send them back where they belong? Was there anyone here yet alive in this place who could claim to have seen such a thing with their own eyes? Were there records? All of these questions swim through her mind, but only the most important one makes it out.

    Hayame cannot stop looking at the bead. Her gaze no longer waivers. Even if it were a trick… If it were possible that she might be stuck in this place until she died, then this may be a last chance to see even a false version of the place she long to return to. She never knew when a dream or hallucination might take her there, but even so… Even so…

    If her nails were not cut to the quick she would have left bloody crescent in her palms by now.]
    cutlery: (yelling into his vape pen)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-15 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ As her rage boils forth, Sebastian delights to see it just as openly. It’s more imagined than a reality, but he can nearly taste it on the air, and it’s a delicious thing. He laughs for the thought of it, but it’s also partially a recognition that this will go poorly for him. ]

    Good.

    [ It’s just one word said simply to her recognition, but it’s dripping with the kind of vicious, hungry bloodlust that only a demon could express.

    His skill is no less sharp when he’s essentially trapped in a human form like this, at least, and in her state of mind, he can ready well enough when she charges. Two seconds is plenty of time relative to that, and just when he would be in striking distance of her hooves, he darts to the side to avoid her. There’s not much room to maneuver in this cage, and though she was clearly well-trained to counteract it, she still had limitations for that equine half. Sebastian’s hand goes to the breast pocket of his jacket where he’d hidden a weapon (just in case, of course), but finds it missing. Without missing a beat, he grabs at a root he looks like he can break instead. It’s not the best of improvised weapons, but it’ll have to do.

    With a snap that’s only prevented from cutting into his hands by his leather gloves, he turns to face Hayame with the root readied like it was a stake, but it’s probably time enough for her to have begun to reclose that short gap between them. He wouldn’t be able to avoid her, so he’ll at least face her head on and take her down along with him. Such is the hope, at least.

    It might be lost to her rage, but there are still details here she might notice. For one, that dodge wasn’t nearly as impossibly fast as what she’d seen before. It’s still fast and speaks to someone as well-seasoned to battle as she, but not inhuman. Second is his eyes. They’re not a monstrous, glowing red as bright as blood. Right now, they’re just a very normal amber. ]
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    [personal profile] hundredpower 2022-10-15 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
    [In spite of the circumstances, Barnaby's expression brightens. She might as well have told him Christmas has come early, the danger temporarily forgotten.]

    An AI? But that's-- incredible!

    [He thinks back to his parents' research, which had been nowhere near this advanced, and even the strides Ouroboros were able to make after they stole it weren't able to produce much more than killing machines. And yet here she is, the polar opposite of what they made, offering herself up to help them.

    He has so many things he wants to ask her, but that sinking, ill feeling in his stomach as the poison progresses reminds him it will have to wait. He glances to Emet-Selch.]


    We can't hurt her. Let's think of another way out of here. [He turns to the roots, sizing them up as if looking for a weak point. Attacking the tree might make things worse, however, given how determined it is to make them choose... What else can they do?]
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    [personal profile] warmare 2022-10-15 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
    You...

    [Once the woman she'd addressed puts her book down and turns to show her face... Hayame recognizes her. They may not have ever met on the battlefield, she may not know her name, but in a court of shadows, rage and fear warring in her hearts... Hayame had locked her eyes (she'd had two then) on every single person who called themselves Kenoma who had been present, burning their images into her mind as enemies who she would not hesitate to kill if given the chance.

    On sheer muscle memory alone, before her mind can even process that this is a different world, her hand goes to her "hip"... But there is no blade there. No quiver. No bow.

    Her hand slams loudly into the shelf behind the other woman's head instead, surging forward just enough to threaten to pin her between the books and the heavy muscles of her lower body, unwilling to allow her easy avenues to escape before she leans in to hiss-]


    What are you playing at, Kenoma?

    [As if she is is going to believe the woman might help her in her quest for the sacred book she had promised to keep safe instead of kill her?

    They were enemies. (Weren't they?)]