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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
    cryomance: (090.)

    [personal profile] cryomance 2022-11-04 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Damn, guess she's going to have to institute a fuckload more holidays in Teyvat now if she ever returns.

    His words do cause her to cant her head, suddenly feeling curious about rather than entirely dismissive of his existence. ]


    So you're not entirely imprudent.

    [ Color her mildly surprised. ]

    I agree, if I had to choose, I'd rather pick the one who stands to do less harm to the few things left that matter.

    [ Because there's no doubt that her loyalty will come at a cost regardless of who she chooses. To her, they're both different flavors of the same poison.

    Mondstadt also had its share of drawbacks and issues, but it was also her salvation. Losing that has left her feeling more lost than she'd care to admit, but if she must persist in place of those who died, then she'll do so on her own terms.

    After a moment, she finally answers– ]


    Rosaria. You?
    cryomance: (061.)

    [personal profile] cryomance 2022-11-04 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ If she can find a way to synthesize the flowers into a liquid poison effectively, then she can coat her spear in it as well –make her job easier for those who refuse to die with one stab, which is rare but does happen. There's no reason to refute the offer. ]

    Lead on. I have nowhere I have to be anytime soon.

    [ She went from being nagged at constantly to eerie silence, making her actually miss the sounds of the other sisters constantly circulating around her. It's still taking time to adjust to the abrupt solitude, and if she were inclined to keep pets, she wouldn't be opposed to a permanent crow companion. However, birds were meant to fly freely –to hunt and be hunted.

    She won't infringe on his natural cycle. ]


    Where do you normally perch or nest when you're not badgering newcomers? I'll drop your payment off there later.
    warmare: (暇乞い)

    /gently wraps up in time for eVenT or new thread aaaa???

    [personal profile] warmare 2022-11-04 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
    [In the silences between her opponent's(?) pondering, Hayame is... trapped, between the instinctive anger and rejection that have marked her life in Horos and the discombobulating reality of coming to a world where people looked her in the eye and claimed that none of that mattered anymore. She cannot abide the weakness she finds in de-escalating or admitting to any sort of fault, and yet-

    Her eyes bore into the other woman whether she matches her intensity or not. Whether she is angered, embarrassed, or ashamed of the gaps in that intensity or not. (And a part of her is, even if the only betrayal is in how her long black tail quivers behind her. If she's lucky, it will be mistaken for rage.)

    But she gets an answer. One that sounds potentially useful, that comes with some sort of testimonial as to efficacy. Not an answer that could be spat upon... one that might allow her to save face. The "library" closest to Heliopolis. One dedicated to religions and worship of all worlds. If it was going to be anywhere, then...

    Hayame will go there.

    Suddenly, her hand leaves the bookshelf behind the former Kenoma's head. She straightens up from the intimidating lean over and steps back, her hooves too loud on the hardwood flooring now that the area had been largely vacated by people with sense of a potential fight. This is when most people would say "thank you". But Hayame is not most people... that's always been clear, largely for worse than for better.

    But according to whatever sense of honor or manners that governs her... this Kenoma whose name she did not know, who had not done anything directly to her... had earned her reprieve. Just not her thanks. Not unless the Order of Numbers was in that distant hall.

    Without only a last look and not another word... Hayame turns with a frustrated flick of tail and departs.

    When the library's one security guard shows up a minute later... He's going to be a little confused, but. What's one little cracked wooden shelf?]
    cryomance: (044.)

    [personal profile] cryomance 2022-11-04 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Kaeya becoming a bartender isn't terribly outlandish, especially given his general interest in gathering information quickly and subtly, but Rosaria can't help thinking back to a certain other bartender back home she won't mention because she's sharp enough to know Kaeya's few sore spots. She only meets that statement with a raised eyebrow and a slight tease of her own– ]

    What? No cavalry here for you to command? I didn't think you would hang up your sword so quickly.

    [ She doubts he'd settle on a peaceful, pedestrian life, even in another world absent of all of Teyvat's follies, so it would probably just be a front for him. ]

    I would get bored too quickly myself if I retired now.

    [ But she'll likely need a front herself to pay the bills and keep too many eyes from settling on her. Kaeya's right about not attracting attention and attempting to blend in. She's just......................really not good at anything but her nocturnal activities, a realization that makes her suddenly slump and sigh. ]

    I'm going to have to join the local church again, aren't I?
    warmare: (沈黙)

    /gently fades to black for eVenT???

    [personal profile] warmare 2022-11-04 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
    [The open air seating is a wise choice. Not just because Hayame dislikes untenable defensive positions, but mostly because... Well. She's the biggest thing in sight. Quaint bars and narrow stalls are not physically for her. Noodles, at least, make sense for her as a food.

    She will order what she likes... though perhaps not to the volume which would actually leave her fully satisfied. This man may have made his deal, but she doubts he knew just how much food that would entail. She will stop herself at three bowls.

    She is not, however... good company. She was not being humble or modest when she'd advised him his choice was poor. Unless spoken to, she does not speak. Questions about her personally are not answered beyond her name, Hayame, and her race, jinba. And like she had warned him... She barely has answers for him. She might have arrived slightly before him, but she'd spent most of that time unconscious, her body struggling to purge Pleroma from her system and dealing with a cracked shard.

    Even if he likely doesn't walk away with much insight beyond the vague concept that some of the shardbearers are fresh from a different world and a different conflict...

    He survives his lunch.]
    cryomance: (003.)

    [personal profile] cryomance 2022-11-04 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ She'll take that to mean dog-man gets along with Kaeya in a similar fashion as Rosaria does, which almost makes him alright in Rosaria's eyes. A vaguely acceptable ally. Because of that, she actually answers the question instead of brushing it off as her instincts often bid her to do. ]

    We had the same elemental affinity –ice– back in our world. It doesn't matter anymore here. Both our visions are gone.

    [ An expected side effect of losing both their world and archons. She's not sure how to regain it, except Kaeya had mentioned attuning in Horos had helped him. She has no proof yet that it works in this one, as she's yet to meet anyone who'd done the same. Of course, she also has yet to ask the dog-man in front of her... ]

    Have you joined either faction?
    kenosnpcs: (cyrus)

    [personal profile] kenosnpcs 2022-11-04 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Cyrus nods, and patiently, he tells her everything she wants to know (well, probably not everything, since it's Hayame, but). He explains the Meridian and its goals, Springstar, Harmonization, Discord—Truly all of it, so long as she's still asking questions. He doesn't seem to mind taking the time at all. ]
    impiety: (how many times do you plan on dying?)

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-11-04 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
    I doubt understanding will come that easy.

    [ His shoulders lift and lower. ]

    Shall I lick off all the sap while you wait?

    [ He can't help but throw in that barb before stepping forward. He tests his legs and surprised that he is walking so well. ]

    I forget I'm not stationary. Funny since I pulled so much of myself free... [ Whatever. ] Shall we go, then? [ A small gesture before he starts to walk off. ] I can't say I know where I am going but there is something thrilling about being left blind.
    oomfies: (✨ property. ( 🗣 ))

    [personal profile] oomfies 2022-11-04 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ She shakes her head vehemently — truly she's been there and done that. Lottie isn't going to lose another hand because some tree thought it'd be a cool prank to pull. At the very least, she's happy to have had that experience now. It means she's a little more level headed to Misa's underlying anxiety and fear. Her eyes glance down to the hand that grew back, the one that feels like flesh and blood, just like the original.

    Misa's words are almost like an echo, her senses starting to get fogged up from the poison hanging thick in the air. When her final question hits her ears, she can parse enough from what she's heard for it to make sense. God, she truly is a genius.

    Lottie nods — ]


    Okay.. O-okay. Let's do it.

    [ She's broken nails before, got them stuck into a keyhole when they got too long and remembers that it hurts, but it's nothing painful. She turns to the dryad, watching in a pleasant daze as she proclaims loud and clear. ]

    We're doing the nails!

    [ And as if she said the magic words, the ground rumbles. Something is rising up from beneath them and it becomes clear what it is when the glint of something shiny pops up from the forest floor. It's a knife — dramatically (and thematically!) rising from the ground, speckles of dirt coating the blade and handle when it's breached the surface. ]
    impiety: (fire and you will be saved)

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-11-04 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
    Should I apologize?

    [ Again, the corners of his lips curl upward. It is a very slight smile, as he does not think that he should say he is sorry for how he is. He is the only person that ever thinks of anyone other than himself, after all.

    The world is twisted and corrupt. The only happiness that anyone can hold for themselves is one bought off the suffering of others. It's insane. The world is insane. But, well, that is the world that he came from. Could this world be more peaceful? More kind?

    He doubts it.

    For as long as people can think, they will chose ruin.

    He pauses when Set reaches out to touch him. Yet again, he thought that his skin may be ripped from his body; does he long for pain? Perhaps. He has lived in agony for years that he almost isn't sure how to exist without it. However, he does not pull away and instead draws his hands up Set's arms, lightly resting his hands against his skin in comfort. ]


    The laughter you had before is not the merriment of someone whole.

    [ His tone is comforting, despite it all, and an apology laced in. So sorry that you're such a pathetic creature. So sorry that you cannot do anything. Gods truly are nothing in his own glory. ]

    Because I offer you forgiveness. I will forgive you at the end of your walk. I will absolve you of all the things you call sin. If no one else will have you, I will have you, Set. [ His smile warms his own face. ] You were not saved because you were abandoned at the last step, but I will never abandon anyone.
    impiety: (that incredible pain you feel)

    popping off so many champagne bottles over herrrrreeee!!!!

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-11-04 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
    You're a good man, Amos. I will hold true to my promise.

    [ You're also a good killer.

    He holds the shard in his hand, carefully; his fingers curl around it before he presses it close to his heart. His eyes close and he feels such warmth from it. You still live. Good, good. Your work is also not yet done./i> ]


    Hythlodaeus.

    [ He opens his eyes and tips his head. Bastard who tries to act like what is mine is his. The area beneath his eye violently twitches before his expression shifts to a smooth, calming look. He keeps holding the shard close to his chest. ]

    I am the Archangel. A title given to me by [ He uncurls his fingers a little to look down at the precious item in his hand. ] others. It was a promise when I took that name to carry out their hopes and dreams.

    [ Again, he looks up and offers a small smile. ]

    It seems our escape is opening. Shall we then, my unfortunate companions?
    Edited 2022-11-04 22:14 (UTC)
    oomfies: 𝑜𝑜𝓂𝒻𝒾𝑒𝓈 (💕 bend.)

    [personal profile] oomfies 2022-11-04 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Fuck, that's right. Trains! How could she forget? The 1800s weren't that medieval, she should've known. She almost slams her hand into her forehead at the lack of pure thinking she's doing before she zeroes in on one specific phrase he says. One that immediately distracts her from that distress, ]

    ..Wow, same!! I traveled a lot for my work, too.

    [ Something they have in common. Outside of, you know, the shard she's getting out of her purse (she wonders what his looks like, idly) when there's only two more people in front of them. ]

    What did you do?
    warmare: (恐慌)

    [personal profile] warmare 2022-11-04 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
    [The centaur who looks back at him and his lingering gaze is one who definitely won't be rubbing her face on the ground on purpose... But one who definitely expects that there will be cause for blood to splatter, for her body to hit the dirt.

    He snaps his fingers, though, and in a single moment... the fur in his hands changes, as if it had never been the color it was not a mere second before, and rather than marvel...

    Hayame steps back as if burned, her answer to his question a low, hissed,]


    Put it back-

    [Apparently, her problem with that one... Was that it had magic on it.]
    cutlery: (just delete System32)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-11-04 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
    Ah, if you will pardon my leaps in logic if I am incorrect, through the United States, I assume? Simply based on your accent, and since that country is amazingly vast!

    [ His response is sunny and warm since honestly, he’s thinking not dissimilarly to her. He likes to find common ground in a conversation since it makes it much better (in his opinion), and even if it’s an ocean away, travel is still an interesting thing to share. And besides, his interest is genuine with what he adds: ]

    I have only been to the United States once, as a matter of fact. My work does not often take me across the seas, but luckily it at least sent me there once.

    [ It also leads into answering her question well! He brings a hand to his chest elegantly, and though it’s not the full bow he might give to be a bit showy (there simply isn't room when standing in line), he does dip just enough to give her one that’s still incredibly formal. ]

    I was a butler. [ He straightens again and reflexively smooths out the slightest of wrinkles that appeared at his waist. ] I managed the household of the young Earl Phantomhive of England.
    brutalizer: (K3ehDln)

    [personal profile] brutalizer 2022-11-05 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
    Right, the shards...

    [ She doesn't really understand how that works. For her specifically... it doesn't make sense. Hm, if he's been to a couple places that have them though then it doesn't hurt to ask. ]

    Do you think the shards are real? That they really house our soul?
    oomfies: 𝑜𝑜𝓂𝒻𝒾𝑒𝓈 (💄 fit.)

    [personal profile] oomfies 2022-11-05 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
    Exactlyyy.. We'll just never know.

    [ Despite saying this, Lottie is eyeing that grin of his. She certainly doesn't expect anything, but it is nice to see that look to Amos' eyes as a result of her '''casual''' suggestion. ]

    Such a bummer. Here I was looking forward to all the cute smoothies I could make and all the cups I could clean with my dishwasher. Guess I'll have to do everything by hand or something..

    [ A travesty, clearly!! For dramatic effect, she lets her nails (long as they are) tap at the edge of the baths. It makes a lively clack clack with each point of contact, a sound that she certainly finds satisfying judging by the happy way she tilts her head. It's a delightful precursor to her actually curling her fingers around the edge and easing herself experimentally down into the water. ]

    Might as well relax while I can then, right?
    brutalizer: (lJhyS0g)

    [personal profile] brutalizer 2022-11-05 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
    [ The laugh catches her off guard, and for a moment she thinks it might be over. She lets her guard down. Stupid move. It doesn't prepare her for the punch to the ribcage. ]

    Urgh--

    [ She staggers back, wrapping her arms tight around the area. It wasn't the force of Jinx's punch, no, but where she hit. Her shard is nestled around that area and the hit vibrates through her ribcage and rattles the rock that encompasses her supposed soul. She grits her teeth hard. How will this fight end? This little tyke has way more fucking energy than she expected. Is she going to call for mercy? Try to talk things out?

    Fuck no.

    Instead she takes a heavy breath, lets out a gruelling scream with all her chest, and barrels right at Jinx with all her body weight to throw them both to the ground.
    ]
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    [personal profile] brutalizer 2022-11-05 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Given by the dead then. For a moment, there's regret and shame. Then it fades into her being, familiar feelings. ]

    But it's not your name. Did you abandon it? Are you nothing more than that title now?
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    [personal profile] brutalizer 2022-11-05 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
    [ The moon on the lake... she never thought of it like that. She's not one to dwell on the beauty of anything though. Even the lunar tear would mean nothing to her if not for her grandmother. She tucks it back into her hair, silently appreciating that he didn't try touching it. ]

    I used to have a lot more. They didn't make the trip with me. [ She's not surprised but disappointed all the same. ] If our worlds are gone... I wonder if there's any way to even grow one here.

    [ It's not really a question for him; she doesn't know jackshit about growing flowers herself and she doesn't expect he does either. It's just a frustrating thought. ]
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    [personal profile] brutalizer 2022-11-05 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
    [ She cracks a light-hearted smile. ]

    I have considered just running into the woods and living out there.
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    [personal profile] brutalizer 2022-11-05 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Damn, do people just not have lunar tears where they're from? That fucking sucks. She really might not see one again in the wild then. ]

    Most people do. A lot less danger when there's light out where I'm from.

    [ Shades always burned in the sun. People avoided being out at night for that much alone. ]
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    [personal profile] subsist 2022-11-05 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Something tells him that maybe he shouldn't really test Jinx's patience. It's not like he thinks he can avoid it forever, but at the same time—

    He shrugs, helpless. ]


    I'd be delighted to give you an answer, but as it stands, I don't have one for you right now. Will you accept an IOU?
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    [personal profile] subsist 2022-11-05 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Kaeya can't help but laugh at Vander's last statement. It's the kind that lacks all the mirth it usually comes with, because he knows how painfully true that is. You rarely had a say in the matter when it comes to life's unexpected circumstances. ]

    No, I suppose not.

    [ He tosses Vander a side-glance, curious. ]

    Are some of the things you left behind here? [ Vander did say he wasn't the only one from his world, so... ] Couldn't hurt to start righting some wrongs, if there are any.

    [ Even if it ends in one's death— ]
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    No worries, since same!

    [personal profile] settingup 2022-11-05 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
    It ain't just a gut feeling.

    [ No, it is still just a gut feeling, but Atsumu has instinctively felt things before. None of those gut feelings in his past had anything on the crushing sensation and deep understanding that his world was gone for good. Just like none of them held a candle to the feeling of holding a mysterious shard in his hand and understanding on a soul deep level that what he was holding was the remnants of his twin brother.

    Whatever people who weren't at Horos feel, it must be a shallow imitation of what he went through. No one could possibly question it if it was the same.

    At least, that's how it is in Atsumu's mind, regardless of the actual reality of the situation.

    His body language has changed too. He was somewhat guarded before, but he's tense now in a way that suggests he's closing himself off to other explanations that Vander might give him.
    ]
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    [personal profile] settingup 2022-11-05 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
    [ The snort is vaguely amused as he offers Dimitri a wry smile. ]

    That ain't something you have to thank anyone for. It's just normal behavior.

    [ Not trying to dig at people's traumatic pasts. Right? Maybe... Atsumu didn't actually know that many people with trauma in their lives before his world ended. ]