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[personal profile] bakedapple 2024-02-28 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The Beyond is more peaceful than one might think. The locals trade stories of all the dangers present beyond the city's boundaries, and to be fair, those stories are largely true. But it's only dangerous for those people who don't know how to address said danger, how to live with it and among it. Link has been living in this area of the Beyond, just south of the Manor, for two months, and he spent an entire month trekking through the more remote, hostile forests in the north. If anyone knows how to make a life for himself out here, it's Link.

Part of living in the Beyond means staying prepared for a clash with the dangerous wildlife at any moment. He does not hear or see Tezcatlipoca in the nights leading up to his final appearance, the night god being too skilled at keeping silent and hidden. But when he finally leaps into the light of Link's campfire and shows himself, he'll find Link crouching behind the makeshift fortifications of his camp, with an arrow notched in his bow, drawn and aimed at him.
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Get back!

[ He doesn't recognize Tezca — not just because they've only spoken over Communion, but because he looks nothing like the vague visual impression that he picked up while talking to him. And he's not about to let his guard down. ]

Who are you?!

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[personal profile] twohand 2024-02-29 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ One might say that he's in his element, in the dark of the Beyond. Highstorm was a city of night, and even though he loved the light — it was the moonlit island that he'd chosen. He carries no light with him, not a torch or a scrap of luminescent stone or moss found in the depths of the forest; there's no need to, with eyes like his. Faintly, they shine — catching the starlight above and reflecting like bright coins in the dark, but it's his ears that pick up the creak of weight above him first. The twitch of one sensitive point aiming the dish in Tezcatlipoca's direction before he dips down from the trees.

Only then does he turn, to look upon the masked figure — and fix the pale white-violet of his eyes on him. ]


No, not alone. I'm never alone.

[ From another tree, a low growl issues. Atop a branch, the dark and sleek form of a panther crouches; her own bright eyes fixed upon Tezcatlipoca as Drizzt steps towards her perch, positioning himself with his most loyal friend at his back and above him. Weirdly, he could say that he acknowledges the body language of the figure before him. A crouching feline, ready to pounce, but whether it is in play or predation will not be known until the moment he makes contact. ]

— I know your voice. We met a while ago, didn't we. Didn't we, Tezcatlipoca?

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[personal profile] semicharmed 2024-04-01 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ Matt has barely had time to figure out what year it is (answer: yikes!) when he gets the Communion from Tezcatlipoca. He's glad to hear from him, honestly--he's glad to hear from any Shard-Bearer after the trial. After the horrible vision of Cyrus, puppeted by something whose shadowy filaments extended into infinite black. And his dreams of being betrayed, sacrificed maybe; filled with agonizing potential like a circuit being fried for a thousand years.

All things considered, he'd really like something to do with his hands right now.

So, after a rather more harrowing journey than he was expecting, due to pronounced changes in the geography, Matt finds the right building and knocks on the right door. He looks much the same as he did before he fell asleep. His own hair is decidedly tousled, but that's nothing new. ]


Springstar's gone a little topsy-turvy in the interim, [ he says dryly. ] They've taken their commitment to upzoning to a whole new level, you could say. [ boo you whore!!! Matt gets serious as he looks Tezcatlipoca over, at least. The sight of blood makes him frown. ] Are you okay? I know a healing spell that's nice and quick, it just isn't very powerful.

[ Also, he's already peering around for Set. ]
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[personal profile] redsoil 2024-04-01 11:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ From the depths of the Resting Room: ] Good for them. Ambitious little things.

[ Damn, he can't wait to go talk to Natalia and figure out what's been going on all that time. He's never had to build a tactical plan for a city in the sky, but the fact that there's still warfare to experience and manifest as delights him to no end.

In the depths of the Resting Room, Set lounges. Bloodied around the nose and sporting a few choice bite marks, he looks ambivalent to the damage as he sprawls across the edge of his little bed and sorts through the variety of leavings. It seems a compulsion for him, to pick each one up and examine it, expression somewhere between bristling confusion and some deeper, longing thing.

Like Tezca, his hair is EVERYWHERE. The worst part is that the far ends are actually braided up into the blond strands of the other god's, and with all their scuffling, that braid is now an unseemly Gordion knot. It took a lot of convincing from Tezca for Set not to just lop off the whole length, and instead use it as an opportunity to be pampered. ]


— and fxck you, Tezcatlipoca. Do not listen to him, Ma'tt. [ He half-snarls it, draped indulgently as he is; all thigh and bare chest, scowling at them both. ] Congratulations on your victory, by the by.

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[personal profile] a_noble_flame 2024-04-03 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Alice is always keen to help wherever she can. Helping is how she's been grounding herself and finding her place in Kenos thus far. So it's little wonder she's here in Alenroux tonight, that big Mahne double-ended sword of hers by her side.

Her hair is far longer than the last time she spoke to him but Alice is very recognizably Alice all the same. The look she gives the ATV speaks of recognition, if not for the vehicle itself then for the fact it is a vehicle.]


I've driven jeeps and motorcycles before. I can probably figure this out as well.

[She's less a driver than a rider typically but she has faith in herself.]

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[personal profile] baltimores 2024-04-04 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ Amos had actually been thinking about heading back to Highstorm for the night. Not because he's afraid of the monsters or anything — fear is not exactly in his vocabulary — but because when he comes to Alenroux it's to chat with farmers, help them out a little, learn a bit about what it's like to till the land. Both because they'll need it in the new world, and he kinda wants to get a source of barley set up. Wheat. Some good grains for personal use that might not be feasible in Greenwood Yards.

But Smoky's shooting him a grin, and — oh, yeah. They'd talked about guns before, hadn't they? And he definitely doesn't care about hunting, has better things to focus on shooting (no he does not. It is not Oracle time), but getting to drive an ATV around... backroading... almost feels like something he'd have liked to have done in Baltimore, somewhere... This time not in the middle of a nuclear winter... ]


Yeah, fuck it, I've done a bit of riding before. Could be fun. [ Amos gives him a slight nod, bright voice signalling his interest even as his expression remains relatively blank. That'll change once he's actually behind the wheel of one of these things, but right now it's just a hypothetical, so... a slowly budding excitement. ] They got a quota or something we need to reach for 'em?

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[personal profile] sterngaze 2024-04-05 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Liem is still coming to terms with his first impression of Skysong, and as he wanders the floating city, he is discovering that he—

Hates it. He thinks he hates it, actually. He hates the smell of the strange new vehicles growling over the cobbles, he hates the way zealotry and xenophobia have put down roots where previously people had been curious and friendly, and most of all, he hates that the whole place is hanging hundreds of metres up in the air, the immense weight of it poised to plummet at any moment and shatter against the cratered landscape far below.

After his recent visit to Oppara, he cannot help but think wistfully of those familiar streets. Springstar had begun to feel like home to him; now he feels uprooted again, in more ways than one.

Liem has been trapped in Psychagogia for longer than he’d intended to be, at the mercy of the islands’ scheduled intersections, given that he steadfastly refuses to set foot on any of the flimsy-looking fliers buzzing between the different districts. His mood has soured over the past hour or so, helped not at all by the constant nagging anxiety that’s been bothering him since the first moment he glanced past the edge of one of the islands and realized how far they were from the ground. Given the circumstances, he would dearly love to see a friendly face.

Which is why, when he ducks into a tavern near the island’s edge to wait for the next scheduled crossing, he gravitates immediately towards the familiar-looking redhead lounging across the taproom, surrounded by excited chatter of “Set” and “the wakened war god”.

It is also why, when he gets closer and sees the man’s face, bewilderment stops him short, followed swiftly by a look of almost offended incredulity.
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And who might you be?

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[personal profile] bakedapple 2024-04-06 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Highstorm has changed so much since the Repose, but surely everyone agree that the biggest transformation came with the flooding. Almost half of the city is partially submerged in water — but not just any water. No, this is the mysterious water of the Reflecting Pools, which Link had been warned about on his very first day in Kenos, when he found himself getting lost in the images flickering on its surface. Back then, he was told that it would swallow anyone unlucky enough to fall inside... and it seems that it's just as dangerous now, with the pool covering half of the city's streets.

Well... just as dangerous for the average person, at least. Which Link is not.

He waited until the middle of the night to explore. His footsteps walk across the surface of the pools as if it were made of cement, as a clumsily-cast Walk on Water spell keeps him from plunging into the nothingness. He hasn't used this spell much, as he'd only just learned it before the Advocate Oracle happened... but there's a thrill to be found in this dangerous experimentation, too. It's exhilarating, to step off the narrow sidewalk lining the doorways and out onto the surface of the floodwaters, with only the magic keeping him from certain death. Is that what it is? Being that close to death makes him feel so alive. Like diving from the highest sky island he could reach, or staring down a Gloom-infested silver Lynel...

Maybe it's because he's so preoccupied with the danger of the water that he doesn't even sense the encroaching Oblivion. Nor does he hear the dark figure drop hard onto the raised sidewalk behind him with a sickening cracking noise, like the snapping of bones —
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T-Tezcatlipoca?

[ His heart feels like it's about to jump into his throat. Not just from the startle of being snuck-upon, but from the way he stumbled slightly as he spun around. Losing his footing would be very bad. He gingerly steps off the water and back onto the sidewalk. ]

Was — was it one of those shadows? [ Link looks around the dark street, but of course, he doesn't see anything. But he's spotted them himself before. They are fast. ]

Thank you. [ He blinks, earnestly grateful. ]
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[personal profile] semicharmed 2024-04-07 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ At the moment of that crack in the cobblestones, something else happens--a few somethings in rapid succession, actually:

A column of orange flame lights up the alleyway, revealing Matt. He's wearing his usual clothes, and appears totally unarmed apart from a large leather pouch and a handful of dandelions.

The scent of burning plants fills the air.

And a filigree of golden light, its strands interwoven like a net, comes down over ... Tezcatlipoca. The light's touch doesn't hurt. Its ribbons whisper stay, stay, but even that may not feel compelling to the god. After all, he's not the intended target.

Matt blinks in surprise. ]


Tez--?

[ He breathes a laugh, fond but a little frustrated. As quickly as it had appeared, the net melts away. ]

I know, [ he agrees, dragging a hand through his hair. ] That was kind of the point. But ah--thank you.

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[personal profile] semicharmed 2024-05-03 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ Maybe this says something unworthy about Matt. But Tezcatlipoca is a better roommate than he expected he'd be.

He cooks. He cleans??? He's gone a lot of the time, but Matt is too, on his various excursions. To Alenroux, working on Ruby's monster sanctuary; to Old Springstar, to engage in various geek social fallacies; to Draumahol once a week. To say nothing of his explorations around Highstorm, from chasing shadows to tending a plot in Greenwood to attending the odd astronomy-based local ritual. He rarely says where he's going or how long he'll be there, and he doesn't expect it of Tezcatlipoca.

Though he does fret a little over the blood.

Matt's home when Tezcatlipoca returns, as it happens. He's in the dining room, considering the feasibility of converting it to the Lodge component of the Abramelin Operation. It doesn't face onto an open terrace, but nothing in this house has a terrace. What are the mystical qualities of a terrace, exactly ...?

He leans out of the doorway and into the hall. ]


A present? [ His eyebrows arch. ] How'd you know it was my birthday?

[ It is not his birthday. ]

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[personal profile] kinaesthesia 2024-05-16 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Dream of a crocodile, and summon one to your door.

House calls land in the fun position for her of simultaneously feeling novel and not. When most came to or stayed within the medical department when they had need of Gavial or her colleagues, there was little travel to be had on the landship itself back home. Occasionally a particularly stubborn operator might require a visit right to their dorm room (a duty which often fell to Gavial thanks to her ability to quite literally strong-arm patients into compliance), but most of her traveling to see the sick or injured herself tended to be out on the field.

It’s an altogether different vibe to be moving through quiet streets at night for a visit. The path by now is one that’s altogether easy and familiar for her to traverse; once she checked her supplies and shouldered her bag, it feels like no time at all before she’s once again arriving at once-Sebastian’s-now-Matt’s house. She avails herself of the spare key as Matt had requested, slipping it into a pocket as she herself slips inside the building.

The quiet that greets her initially is one that she choses to take as a good sign—the two of them had best be getting some rest like she’d ordered. The stroll through the house is as familiar as the route to get there had been, her eyes peeled for any sign of them before she winds her way over to Matt’s room.

She doesn’t bother to knock before she pushes open the door, but she at least doesn’t raise her voice too much as she speaks out.]


Still alive in here?
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[personal profile] kinaesthesia 2024-05-17 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
[The initial response prompts a grin from her as she steps into the room, gaze lingering on the sleeping Matt for just a moment with a look of approval—good boy, resting—before her attention fully settles on Tezcatlipoca.]

I feel like if there is a good choice for a stunt like that, picking the one you got a spare of was probably the right move.

[Good job? Not that she sounds entirely approving, but it’s impressive he’s handling it well enough to be up and chatty. Guess gods really are made of sterner stuff.

She slips her bag from her shoulder to settle it atop the dresser, though there’s a pause that follows as her attention on him takes more of an assessing turn.]


Figure that’s gotta hurt like hell, huh?

[Might explain what he’s still doing awake, despite the cozy circumstances.]

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