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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, αÎčώΜÎčÎżÏ‚ ΟλÎčÎżÏ‚
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, Đ»ŃƒĐœŃ‹-Đ±Đ»ĐžĐ·ĐœĐ”Ń†Ń‹
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
    cutlery: please do not take! (They Tim Tam Slammed.)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-11-01 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
    Sebastian looks surprised at Hythlodaeus’s admission, since he’s the first person that Sebastian has run into that doesn’t know what demons are at all. He makes a thoughtful noise of interest at first, then brings a hand to his chin thoughtfully as he considers it. It feels a bit difficult to explain, if only because he’s so used to navigating what he is through the contexts of what he’s perceived to be.

    “Well
 Yes, most demons certainly are, I would say. The realm I am from is entirely separate from mortals’, and we have our own society that is rather fundamentally incompatible with theirs. We are functionally immortal, so power and violence are what speaks most prominently.”

    He pauses again, since his conversation with Emet-Selch comes to mind, though the irony of that isn’t something he’s aware of. Emet-Selch had asked him about demons as a people, and it had surprised him because it wasn’t how demons as a whole thought of themselves. It’s the kind of fundamental difference he means, but it’s still something that feels difficult to explain properly, so he leaves it at that summary to instead explain his difference from that. He imagines Hythlodaeus will have questions, and they’ll be easier to answer, surely.

    “I enjoy the mortal realm, though, besides a practical need.” That part is left vague intentionally. “So, I am well-used to behaving by its conventions versus my home’s, hence why I add the caveat of not enjoying chaos. I have been visiting it for thousands of years, to be perfectly honest.”
    baltimores: (069)

    [personal profile] baltimores 2022-11-01 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
    Yeah, she does.

    [ His voice dips a little, reflective approaching on solemn. Of course Silco would be following Yima, too. And that means that whatever task she gave him — since of course it would be different from Amos'; Silco isn't the protective sort, no crime lord really is in his experience — is something else that needs to be done. Something he specializes in. Maybe something to do with organization, with delegation... he doesn't know.

    Doesn't really matter. What matters is that they're on the same page. Which makes them allies.

    After a beat, Amos' expression perks up as he claps his hand on Silco's shoulder, solid and firm, and gives it a light shake. His equivalent of a handshake, essentially. ]


    Sounds good to me. Not like I can't do other stuff when I'm in my right mind, anyway. Just, yeah. That's last option kinda stuff.

    [ They understand each other, so he's got nothing to worry about. After all, why wouldn't Silco keep his word? It'd be stupid of him not to — and he's plenty confident that he'd be able to handle anything that came up afterward. ]
    baltimores: (067)

    [personal profile] baltimores 2022-11-01 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Amos can't help but smile a little at Howl's sense of wonderment. It's not something he's ever really felt himself, but he thinks he can almost relate — hearing stories about the far away, knowing there's an outside chance you might actually get there some day. Probably not, but the possibility exists, and look at where they are now...

    He listens as Howl goes on about his moon. It sounds a lot like Luna, but in ways he hasn't really heard described before. It's... nice, actually. Gives him a different picture of it, something more spiritual than that place where I did my apprenticeship — especially since the spiritual matters a whole lot more here.

    Amos glances down at the page, and yeah, that's a whole lot more different. He looks back up at Howl, still attentive, thoughtful, enjoying himself. ]


    Yes and no. I mean, they're mostly just hunks of rock, and some of 'em people figured out how to live on. But I've never heard anyone talk about moons the way you do. It's nice; I like it.

    [ Please, if Howl wants to continue. Amos doesn't have his gift for romantic language of any sort at all, but it's still fun to listen to. ]

    Guess that means Kallatu would influence your magic differently then? I dunno how much you'd associate that with the seas or whatever else.
    galdorleod: ([black] talkative 2)

    [personal profile] galdorleod 2022-11-01 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ The way Liem rises from his table is all Howl needs. Without warning, he reaches out to grab Liem by the wrist, grinning with happy anticipation. The first of his old friends to see the inside of Prospero's...! And what a joy for it to be Liem! ]

    Now it is, then! Come along.

    [ Howl begins to lead him down the sidewalk, but they don't go very far. As soon as they reach the doorway to one of The Tomes' libraries, he heads in, leading Liem along down a hallway, and finally stopping at the first door they come to. This particular door opens into a non-descript reading room, but Howl does not open it. Instead, he fishes a piece of chalk from his pocket and starts to draw a pattern of circles and lines above the door handle. ]

    Portals don't make you nauseous, I'm hoping?
    prizeneck: (80)

    [personal profile] prizeneck 2022-11-01 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    [He does. The voice in his mind feels muffled as though covered by arms raised, braced up in a defensive position.

    Mamoru takes a deep breath. If there are precogs, obviously there would be a next step. Is this the whole thing about this place? Is this why he had that weird dream?

    Exhale out through his teeth, his mind, jagged and serrated, slants down, blades flattening away the edge.
    ]

    What is this?
    prizeneck: (40)

    [personal profile] prizeneck 2022-11-01 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
    A gun-sword—

    [That's just— Actually, no, he's not even supposed to feel put off by the idea of a gun-sword because he did train with a guy whose weapon was a bouncy ball on a string.

    Yet, he stops in his tracks. Scoffs, painfully aware that he's being dragged into her rhythm.
    ] A sword is fine. Where d'ya think you're getting it?
    kenosnpcs: (cyrus)

    [personal profile] kenosnpcs 2022-11-01 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
    Well, if you don't feel kinship with Zenith, for one.

    [ His tone is a little lighter as he adds a joke, but it's not as fully humored as he might be with someone else. He does mean it though, since Meridian and Zenith were truly oil and water to each other. ]

    Sometimes, you just know. Meridian calls out to you, and through it, you find its light warming your shard. Sometimes it takes a little longer. Spend some time in my city, Springstar, and if it feels more comfortable to you than Highstorm, that's usually a good sign too.
    kenosnpcs: (cyrus)

    [personal profile] kenosnpcs 2022-11-01 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
    Cyrus's smile quirks easily, and he nods with an expression that clearly says something like "I know, right?" That could be enough, but he does continue.

    "Kind of cute, right? They've got a soft spot for each other, so far as I've been able to tell and have heard."
    impiety: (why can't anyone else see it)

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-11-01 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
    So it would seem.

    [ He bows his head slightly. ]

    I look forward to our next talk, Emet-Selch. May it be as amicable and understanding as the one we had now.

    [ Though, he does start to laugh as he looks around. ]

    Ah, I am always going to forget I can just leave wherever I am. That is going to take some getting used to, I fear...

    [personal profile] expiera 2022-11-02 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
    [Is a heretic hunter supposed to just be Fine with demons?? Ok so it may be just a big fat excuse bias from her old job and religion, but still. His Vibes Are Bad, that's all!!!]

    Is that like saying you've been complacent because you were used to being the king of your own castle? [Or the top of the food chain in other words, but that's vampire wording. Then again, knowing how territorial and caught up on crusty old customs the Dead Apostle Ancestors were, it's not hard to imagine the demon power structures of his world being something comparable.

    And WOEFULLY, Sebastian's fancy edgy transformation is indeed lost on Ciel. Well, maybe not "lost" in the literal sense of the word, she knows well enough what's happening, but she simply Does Not Care and only ends up flaring her nostrils a bit before looking away towards the opposite direction instead. smh, truly doing the church stereotype of
    DEMONS BAD proud(??)...

    In any case, now they really are just two people on a walk. Leaving the current enclosure onto the next one, the exotic plants on the way do provide a good excuse for them to not look at each other even if they were side by side.]


    Is that a rhetorical question?

    [Hers is maybe half of one too, admittedly. It's not obvious? Sure, she's not harmonized, but still.]
    brutalizer: (5GvvGsd)

    [personal profile] brutalizer 2022-11-02 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
    We're all going to die if we don't make a decision. That is if the creepy voice is to be believed.

    [ She hopes that how little she actually believes in this shit is conveyed in how she spits out the last words in lazy drawl. How long do they even have to make this fucked up choice? Kainé taps the tip of her stiletto to the ground, settling her hands on her hips. If only she had her swords, this would be over without even having to suffer this bullshit. ]

    Anyway, I'm voting for you. [ She flicks her nose toward Vaati. ] All in favor?
    Edited 2022-11-02 00:50 (UTC)
    brutalizer: (K3ehDln)

    [personal profile] brutalizer 2022-11-02 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
    [ dryly: ] Can't imagine why.

    Your mother give you that name or did you pull it out your ass?
    brutalizer: (CFmcnzd)

    [personal profile] brutalizer 2022-11-02 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
    [ The pushback is taken gracefully for a woman in heels (you wear them long enough and even running is no problem) but there's no time to evade the punch to the face. Her head whips with it and she throws one right back toward Jinx's nose. Now they're fucking talking. ]

    I already did! [ She grins like a madman, teeth and snarl with a trickle of blood coming out. Fuck it hurts and it's just what she's been missing. A real fucking fight. She's way too happy about getting punched. ] I'm going to beat some fucking manners into you!
    impiety: (can't you see i'm irked?)

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-11-02 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
    [ It is brief, but a look of irritation flashes on his face before it fades. ]

    It's a title. It was given to me by people who are no longer with us.

    [ A beat. ] The title symbolizes my devotion to their hopes and dreams.
    subsist: (pic#15626282)

    [personal profile] subsist 2022-11-02 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
    Nothing to worry about too much. This tree needs a little bit of upkeep, that's all.

    [ Even if he is without his powers, that doesn't mean Kaeya is completely defenseless. That just means he has to get a tiny bit creative, which is more than alright with him. So — he tries baiting for something to happen, walking forward as if nothing is wrong.

    Right now, it doesn't seem like anything is going to happen, but right behind him, there is the slightest bit of movement... ]
    subsist: (pic#15626284)

    🎀 think this is a good place to wrap up?!

    [personal profile] subsist 2022-11-02 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Kaeya's expression softens — to one of understanding, because he gets what that lack of choice feels like. ]

    You would be surprised to know how many take that freedom for granted.

    [ That said, he nods one last time before he turns towards the path that will lead them to the exit. ] It should be here... Come on. [ Not at all realizing that eventually, the tree will decide to play its little game with them. They will end up separated, but at least they both make it out alive afterwards.

    Right? ]
    zauneyete: (sob story)

    [personal profile] zauneyete 2022-11-02 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
    Tense? Me?

    [ That smile was fixed in place, twitched at the edges, the fakeness of it apparent for all to see. His tone laced with sarcasm, he's putting on a show for Hyth, a tip of his head toward the man, before he finally returned to his normal, much more dour look.

    He itched for a cigar, but he didn't indulge just yet. Instead, he folded his hands in front of him, and looked this man dead in the eye, one blue one, and one bright, angry orange one.
    ]

    Do I look like the type that spends any time relaxing? If I wanted to have idle days, I would have had them, but I don't. I derive enjoyment from staying busy.

    [ This is probably what happened, when one was working the mines as a youth. ]
    kabooming: (đŸ€šâ“)

    [personal profile] kabooming 2022-11-02 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
    [ well. well, if that's how he's going to play it - then he's going to get fixed with the most "really?" look she's ever given another human being, detaching from him to fold her arms over her chest. ]

    What choice aren't you making? I'll give you a new choice, Frosty - start spilling or you're gonna owe me waaaay more than lunch.
    kabooming: (👏)

    [personal profile] kabooming 2022-11-02 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
    [ ...go and ask Silco? yeah, she wants to go ask Silco, but now that Caitlyn suggested it, she can't just leave. (she's not petty, you're petty,)

    Jinx jerks her knife up from the tabletop, but she doesn't make any moves of aggression - even if there is a distinct unsteadiness and mania, displeasure, dancing in her eyes. ]


    We aren't done, this-- this isn't over.

    [ but they both know she's leaving, and this is just to save face. ]
    exhound: (43)

    [personal profile] exhound 2022-11-02 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
    [Vander’s moves were almost automatic, the decades-old knowledge of how to fight dirty resurfacing with ease. The moment his hands caught on to Silco, he wasted no time in securing his grip to keep the slippery bastard from wriggling his way free. His breathing came heavier now, punctuated with a pained grunt as the knife found it’s way digging into the flesh of his arm. With as much determination as he could muster, he ignored the pain—kept his hold steady in the wake of it. He couldn’t afford to let go.

    He’d made that mistake once before. He wouldn’t be making it again.

    That pent up anticipatory anger roared in his ears to spur him on, urged him to correct the mistake that had haunted him for years, right here, right now. It was in his grasp, quite literally.

    He tried to maneuver his hold into a headlock, but there was that knife to contend with—and the fact that Silco’s head slammed viciously up into his chin. Vander could practically feel his teeth rattle with the impact and taste a metallic tang on his tongue, and one hand—the one on his injured arm—began to lose its grip. Knowing that he would only have a moment to salvage his advantage here, he changed tactics. Silco would no doubt try his damnedest to pull away and seek distance, so Vander shifted his footing, moved to hook a foot behind one of his ankles and jerk it out from underneath him in one swift motion.

    With a snarl, he shoved forward with most of his weight, intending to drag this fight to the ground.]


    You don’t have to go quiet as long as you just go.
    kabooming: (👁‍🗹đŸ€Ș)

    [personal profile] kabooming 2022-11-02 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
    [ it's the certainty in his voice - the surety in it, despite everything - that settles it for her. and just like that, she is able to tuck everything down and away again, to keep moving forward; they had weathered worse. they would in the time to come, certainly. there's no choice but to keep going. to keep proving that they would keep going.

    and they sure as fuck aren't going to make it easy for anyone else in the process.

    Jinx is finding her feet with only a meager lack of the normal grace, still holding Silco's hand in clear intention to assist him in doing the same. she's already pulling the usual song and dance routine over herself, something not-quite-right about the light in her eyes as she flashes him a smile. ]


    I'm thinkin' this is as good a time as any for a woodchipper. Or maybe a flamethrower? Oooh, or a woodchipper that incinerates!

    [ it's fine. they're fine. ]
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    warmare: (æČˆé»™)

    [personal profile] warmare 2022-11-02 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
    [His sigh earns a frustrated snort, prepared to refute him, to argue that she had answered, but- He steps closer, presents something for her to judge. And even though she would never say that she was good at... fashion, or even being in a position at all to choose her own clothing-]

    It will get dirty constantly, it's too pale.

    [... She can answer that, at least, albeit with the tone that asks why her opinion on aesthetics would ever matter. Anyone could see that, couldn't they? Even with one eye.]
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    [personal profile] kabooming 2022-11-02 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Ciel steps back and Jinx follows her in, not permitting her the luxury of any of her personal space. her answer only makes the unsteady sharpness in her eyes more intense-- ]

    No, no, don't go playing dumb, now! You're not dumb, I'm not dumb, are we? Are you?

    [ her eyes sharply drift to her left as if she's heard something--

    before she's abruptly jerking the knife from her side and jamming it into the poor, innocent display endcap housing some beanbag plushies. yeah, they're... uh, definitely attracting some attention. the blade doesn't touch Ciel, though - just jams into the wood of the shelving behind her to the right of her head. ]


    Who are you, sister?
    cutlery: (love caverns are diabetic)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-11-02 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
    It is an adjustment, that is all.

    [ There’s a clipped nature to his tone that’s a bit out of character, because Ciel has managed to stumble into a small sore spot of his. It’d be little surprise that he was displeased with losing any measure of his power, and indeed, that which he had truly lost were the greatest of them. His near-invulnerability and immortality made him a great threat to even the Reapers who possessed the rare weapons that were able to puncture through the invulnerability where human weapons could not.

    But more than that, it’s the uncertainty that he dislikes. The creatures that did possess any kind of threat were known to him, but that wasn’t the case here or in Horos. He was inherently a creature that craved knowledge and had been collecting it for thousands of years
 But here, he was essentially starting over. It was a frustrating reality, but he sighs and moves past it, since it’s not something he’s interested in discussing with her anyways. ]


    Well, when I spoke, perhaps. But before then, I am certain it was not obvious.
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    [personal profile] exhound 2022-11-02 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
    [He sips at his drink as Kaeya contends with that little tidbit. There were a lot of things Vander hadn’t thought possible either, and then he woke up in this world.]

    Suppose so.

    [He really should be thankful for it, if what everyone from back home told him is true—and he has no reason to doubt, considering everything he’s seen. It’s just
 surreal. Just like everything else around this place.]

    Not exactly the way I would have wanted a second chance to go down, but
 [He shrugs.] We can’t always have a say in what life throws at us, can we?