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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
    hundredpower: (156)

    [personal profile] hundredpower 2022-10-19 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
    The past. If the only thing left of our worlds are fragments, they're already as good as destroyed. Your Meridian just pieces together a vision of what it used to be.

    [...Or so goes his current theory. It's the only way he can make sense of what he's seeing.]

    If there's a way to save everyone, I want to help. But I don't want to put my faith in false hope.
    lachtara: (Requiet)

    [personal profile] lachtara 2022-10-19 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
    Emet-Selch raises an eyebrow.'Esteemed'. Well, someone was trying to butter him up, weren't they?

    He listens with continued skepticism - but he does listen - and when it is all said and done, he answers with the same measured skepticism. "Now you propose we work in tandem. Even though when I had proposed cooperation upon our first meeting, it was expeditiously denied."
    cutlery: please do not take! (his calves are glorious)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-19 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
    [ they definitely are not! even Sebastian agrees! ]

    I have indeed! It is very interesting to explore the, ah, Residential district, I believe it was? [ He’d definitely heard it by its Greek name first, so he does a quick translation. Which is definitely not me not wanting to bother with it, nope, ] I though the Greco-Roman architecture an interesting choice at first, but I was very excited to see how it bloomed into more, in truth. Highstorm is more to my aesthetic tastes, but Springstar is more interesting. I would almost say objectively so, but that may be a bit of exaggeration.

    [ There’s an enthusiasm that’s very earnest as he speaks, since even if he can’t really create it himself, he’s definitely an appreciator of the arts of all flavors. Art and technology are the two things he appreciates most about humanity, after all. ]

    Were there any styles that struck you as familiar, by any chance? There were a few that caught my eye, so I am a bit curious about which may be more common, if any.
    superbshot: (Talk Left)

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-10-19 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
    "You would not be the first dead man I've met pulled from after they crossed over."

    Caitlyn's lip curls upwards, unhappy to even be thinking of the man in question.

    "There's a man named Silco that was with the group on Horos. I saw him die, perhaps five minutes before my memories of home fade. A bullet in his chest. I checked his pulse myself, and yet he was quite alive. So it seems that the phenomenon that brought us here cares little for the body, and only for the soul."
    superbshot: (Talk Right)

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-10-19 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
    I'm sorry to hear that.

    [She is, truly!]

    And, of course. I didn't think that you were the sort, if I'm honest. I'm usually a good judge of character, so it's nice to see I was right.

    [Most Kenoma she really did just see as victims, after all.]

    We were all just playing the hand we were dealt.
    baltimores: (124)

    [personal profile] baltimores 2022-10-19 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Amos' head snaps to the side at Gen's punch, and he has no time to recover — or even consider what really just hit him — before he's being yanked forward, up close and personal with the anger he feels coming off of Gen. He looks up into Gen's eyes, his own empty — but he doesn't doubt him.

    And as he's sent stumbling back again he knows, okay, he fucked up pretty bad here.

    Everything else washes over him at first — until Misa holds up her hand, and his heart sinks a little further at her injury. His eyes flick to Kaeya, and he can't see anything on him, but the idea that what they all gave up wasn't enough...

    It wouldn't have been for him, no. Dextera isn't someone he cares about. He doesn't feel any loss there. Will feel a loss if anything happens to Gen, Misa, or Kaeya, but himself—

    And, he's already been thoroughly cowed there. Amos is left staring at his feet, taking in the way his vision starts to waver, the lightheadedness that's starting to come for him.

    He shoots his gaze back up, looking around at each of them. ]


    I can cut my hand off. My arm. Whatever. [ For as steady as his voice remains, there's some distress in his eyes now — an anxiety that's there that he isn't permitting himself to actually feel. ] Whatever'll help keep you guys safe.

    [ Really, just letting him kill himself would do that, but — he won't broach that again. Is going to have to think long and hard about what this all means after, because apparently, he just keeps missing the mark, and he's gotta stop doing that. ]
    subsist: (pic#15626800)

    [personal profile] subsist 2022-10-19 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Kaeya shakes his head. ]

    Not that much longer than you, I'm afraid. It has only been a week or so — give or take a few days. [ Something like that. The passage of time has been strange when you spent most of it asleep. ] I don't know much more than you, but I'll try my best to answer your questions if you have them.

    Don't keep your hopes up though.

    [ Just in case. ]
    subsist: (pic#15626800)

    [personal profile] subsist 2022-10-19 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
    [ With the handshake complete, Kaeya retrieves his hand but keeps his smile in place. It only fades for a split-second while he contemplates her question, shaking his head in response. ]

    I was not. I've heard about what happened though, but I'm afraid the finer details are lost on me. You were all made to take the Kenoma's essence, correct?

    [ All your trauma out on display for everyone... He can only imagine how messy that must have been. ]
    subsist: (pic#15626279)

    [personal profile] subsist 2022-10-19 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
    [ She'll remember more Helpful things eventually. Surely.

    For now, Kaeya nods. ]


    That's right— one is called the Zenith, and the other is called the Meridian. I'm still in the middle of learning all that I can about the two so I'm afraid I can't tell you much about them for now.
    subsist: (pic#15626279)

    [personal profile] subsist 2022-10-19 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Given the man's response, the look on Kaeya's face softens into something unreadable. ]

    It's good that you've kept your faith in others. Not many would be able to do so after going through a betrayal like that.

    [ It's almost like he's speaking from experience, but before they get too far into this particular topic, he's quick to offer another smile. ]

    In any case, where are my manners? My name is Kaeya Alberich— might as well tell you that much now that we know a little bit about each other, hm?

    [ And there he goes, offering a hand for a solid handshake. ]
    cutlery: ("Fart" monogrammed pajamas)

    gray... so pure... so good

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-19 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
    [ As Gray approaches, the crow definitely eyes her, but other than a little ruffling of feathers, doesn't move. Clearly, it's used to people, very comfortable, or maybe both!

    In truth, it's just Sebastian just having decided this is a most excellent people-watching spot, and if someone comes by to have dinner, that's fine with him. He is distantly curious about the fact that she's hooded, as it's normally a suspicious thing, but as he's learning, Highstorm fashion is the sort that favors cloaks.

    When she offers, though, he cants his head slightly in amused surprise. If it were possible to show, he'd definitely smile in response, if only for the charming nature of it. He does considers it for a moment, since technically, it's not that appealing to him, but. He's a whimsical creature, at least when he's not contracted.

    He stands from his perch, then gracefully swoops down to land on the back of the bench near her. So, yes, clearly not afraid of people. ]
    subsist: (pic#15626279)

    [personal profile] subsist 2022-10-19 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
    Ah, so if I need something delivered, I should go to you? And you guarantee it won't get lost?

    [ What a useful service. Not even Kaeya can deny that. ]

    As for me, I was once a knight where I'm from, but I've no idea if that's what I'd like to be around here. Perhaps I might take up bartending. I do love a glass of wine or two.

    [ Might as well take up something that will keep Diluc's memory alive for him. ]
    superbshot: <user name=malagraphic> (Over the Shoulder)

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-10-19 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
    [Compared to the decisions Caitlyn's had to make recently, like how to run the logistics side of a rebellion and uncover a criminal organization with ties to the sheriff's office she worked for...picking out a clothes is comparatively simple. And hey, having to pretend she's involved with someone she doesn't know is extremely low-pressure.

    She moves towards racks of clothes that seem more practical, thick wool pants and shirts of solid material that are just a touch Dark Academia.]


    Here? No, just a few days. But I've been a Shard-bearer for...a while now. Several months, on a different world. [She pauses.] Have you heard about Horos, yet?
    lachtara: (The night sky)

    IV - Cafe

    [personal profile] lachtara 2022-10-19 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
    [ In contrast, Emet-Selch is quite comfortable with the quiet. Over the last few months, he would come into the cafe and pick up a book to read as he sipped on a drink. It is a lovely way to pass the time.

    Few people would speak to him in the meantime, and it seems like this is one of those occasions where someone hungered for conversation.

    He peers over at her with a blink. This is not someone he knows. ]

    Hardly. No matter how pertinent the fortune may be, action is a more reliable way to make one's own fortune.
    subsist: (pic#15626863)

    i'm never tagging you after this

    [personal profile] subsist 2022-10-19 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
    I can freeze anyone I don't like, for starters. I've used my abilities to cross a body of water plenty of times before too.

    [ There was a time he used it to transport things from an island too, because it was his not!daughter's souvenirs from summer vacation. ]

    It's easy for me to lower the temperature if summer becomes too unbearable, [ or if he wants to make it difficult to breathe, for one thing, because it's so cold, ] but I rarely use that trick. I like summer too much.

    [ Time to list off other things he can do. ]

    I can make ice walls, projectiles, hail... Things like that. [ ... ] If you ever need someone to cool it, I'm your man, basically.
    superbshot: (Unsettled)

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-10-19 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
    I understand your perspective. I even agree with you.

    [Caitlyn's shoulders slump slightly and she runs a hand through her hair, still at a bit of a loss for what to do.]

    It's tempting, to say the least. Yima has a kind heart, or she's so adept at deceit that I can't pick up on it. Yet I still find myself at a crossroads. I've fought to save reality on another world once before, so it seems the natural fit. Yet could Yima's way be the kinder?

    [She huffs, shaking her head.]

    Sorry, I know we've just met and here I am dumping philosophy on you.
    superbshot: <user name=malagraphic> (Amused)

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-10-19 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
    Ideal or not, we make the best of the time we're given.

    [She smiles gently, grabbing down a thick looking tome.]

    What sort of research do you do, at home?
    superbshot: (Sad)

    god when can season 2 come?

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-10-19 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
    [It takes her a moment...more than a moment...to really recover. She shakes a little, but doesn't let herself cry. Not here, not with a stranger as audience. That can come later.

    When she does manage to find words, and find herself, she sucks in a breath.]


    It shows what's happening at this very moment?
    snakeandfangs: (pic#15999441)

    [personal profile] snakeandfangs 2022-10-19 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
    [ points at himself. ]

    Salmon.

    [ and then with a nod, he holds out the plate of mostly shaped onigiri. not all of them are perfect but he did his best with the deftest of hands and the most discerning of eyes? after all--- they are his preferred food!

    so. want one, joonghyuk? ]
    snakeandfangs: (pic#15418452)

    [personal profile] snakeandfangs 2022-10-19 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
    [ never be sorry... she's already charmed him. ]

    Salmon!

    [ yes, please enjoy it. more than happy to offer one that's probably the most even in terms of shape and filling...! ]
    zauneyete: (I have so much shimmer)

    [personal profile] zauneyete 2022-10-19 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
    Heaven forbid I... what is it they do? [ A beat. ] Oh yes, become someone's snack. I think they'll get sick from all the toxins.

    [ He says it so casually, but when one lives in a polluted city underground for most of their life, it's a fact of like that his blood is probably already swimming with plenty of foul things. Or being a shard bearer has already fixed that, but Silco likes to think he's still himself. He hasn't been dissipated. Yet. That had to count for something. ]

    I suspect she knew a lot more than either of us could learn in a few short days. Anything of particular interest?

    [ Well, if he was going to share... ]
    snakeshifter: (shangtsungicon5)

    III Highstorm Library

    [personal profile] snakeshifter 2022-10-19 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
    Unfortunately, Mordred finds her attempts at aggravating the old man searching through the stacks with her paper assault. As the paper sails towards him, Shang Tsung's hand suddenly reaches out and catches it, between finger and forefinger, before it can land on him. The next he simply steps to one side quickly, at the last moment, or a quick turn of the head, ensuring Mordred's would be annoyance does not find its mark.

    Beyond that, for the moment, he pays her no other heed, letting the first bit of crumpled paper fall to the ground, resuming his search of the shelves. What's he looking for? Is he even looking for anything at this point, or has this become a form of kombat?
    snakeandfangs: (pic#15418452)

    [personal profile] snakeandfangs 2022-10-19 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
    [ listen he doesn't want to see it, he doesn't want to tell stories of how he somehow bent a man in a way so that he could fit neatly inside of an onigiri. that would be horrendous!!!

    toge nods. of course he can. which is why he doesn't hesitate, though he does point at himself first. ]


    Inumaki Toge.
    snakeshifter: (shangtsungicon10)

    Market

    [personal profile] snakeshifter 2022-10-19 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
    "Clever" is a word Shang Tsung would humbly use to describe himself, so it isn't surprising he came into some coin quickly. Hayame had caught his attention long before her stomachs began to rumble, an eyebrow arching at the sight of the horse-woman entering the markets. Not quite like the late and unlamented Centaurian Motaro, but similar enough to pique the sorcerer's interest. He's wondering how best to approach her when her stomachs decide his course for him. He makes a few quick purchases of hot and filling food, and then approaches.

    "Young one, you look as though you're about to collapse." He offers kindly, pulling a loaf of warm, spiced bread from his bag. "Please, before you faint." He offers it to her with a smile. It does smell...enticing, a fact that Shang Tsung had paid some consideration to in making his choice.
    sanguinary: (isn't it grand?)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-19 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
    [A courier, huh? Matsui nods, understanding of The Dangers Of The Job (to a degree, anyway).]

    Ah, I see. It's very important indeed for things to get where they need to go, especially in treacherous conditions. [Like battles and war zones!] You sound like you keep yourself very busy, between that and these odd jobs of yours...

    [After which he places a hand against his chest, the gesture a very elegant sort of self-introductory greeting.]

    I am called Matsui Gou. May I have your name?