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beleos ([personal profile] beleos) wrote in [community profile] kenosooc2023-03-10 03:37 pm
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MARCH TDM + SETTING UPDATES


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.


TWO CITIES, ALIKE IN DIGNITY
With the new Shard-Bearers present or en route, it is Kathova and Cetina that approach the established ones, requesting that they form mentorships with the new souls to assist them with the integration process. To this end, they have both provided a centralized zone in both Highstorm and Springstar for a small, casual meet-and-greet to be held before the new Shard-Bearers are unleashed upon Kenos as a whole.

Additionally, as Springstar and Highstorm are holding their events on different days, it is possible for the knowledge-hungry to participate in both informational sessions -- the tones and opinions held by both cities are doubtless to differ, and some Shard-Bearers who have chosen to harmonize with either faction may even find their way to the opposing faction's session as well.

SPRINGSTAR, αιώνιος ήλιος

In Springstar, the seat of the Tribune becomes available for such a forum. While a section of the building itself has been reserved for the meeting between fresh faces and experienced Shard-Bearers alike, the hustle and bustle of Heliopolis continues around them -- acolytes still gather their robes and tomes, hurrying from their quarters to lessons. A score of young militants march in step across the yard to the training grounds.

Tables draped in white-and-gold-trimmed fabrics fare filled with fare typical to Springstar's warmer climate -- fruits and wines, savory smoked meats and roasted vegetables, a series of meze platters and souvlaki skewers have been lain out to encourage forum participants to snack as they speak. The atmosphere is light, ambient with informality and friendliness, though topics will inevitably stray towards philosophic, Springstar's meeting grounds are decorated with handsome chaise lounges and slouching klismos chairs in small, intimate groupings.

However, those who have attended the forum in the past or simply have a sharp eye may notice: food doesn’t flow as freely in a feast-like setting as before. It’s more subdued in presentation and portion because as you may hear, the Blight (see below) is an affliction that’s been affecting the food stores of Springstar and Highstorm both. The Meri are nervous about this and blame it on the Zenites since they had won the Oracle on the Scorching Isles (January's event) and with it, punished the Meridian, even if unintentionally. As such, those who are notable Zenites or who wear their allegiance openly may not be treated as kindly. The military also seems to be more present at the forum. These two things are related, as it turns out, because only a few days after the new Shard-Bearers arrive, an invasion will begin.

HIGHSTORM, луны-близнецы

Eternally in opposition, Highstorm provides the Manor's courtyard as the setting for their informational meeting. Formality is of utmost importance here, with attending Zenith loyalists and residents dressed in beautiful, albeit austere attire -- they are, after all, standing before Lady Yima's home. A buffet-style luncheon is spread alongside one of the largest reflecting pools, wherein you may gaze and find your memories revealed in retrospect upon the water's surface.

There are few places to be seated in the Manor's courtyard, resulting in a milling of bodies as they flow and ebb between smaller gatherings, clustering in small-to-large groups with small platters and shimmering flutes of drink held in their hands.

The mood of Highstorm is subdued as always, but still seems to be pleasant and joyous thanks to claiming the Oracle in the Scorching Isles. The Blight may be affecting the city and causing plants and the like to die, but there’s admittedly not much of it to be seen with Highstorm’s harsh winters. Maybe they’re not hit as badly as Springstar, or maybe they just haven’t noticed yet. Only time will tell. But regardless, notable Meri or those that wear their allegiance more openly will be treated politely, but perhaps with a little condescension. Highstorm is one step closer to winning than Springstar, after all.


para bellum (the occupation of alenroux)
A few days after new Shard-Bearers arrive, the word spreads quickly as the campaign begins: Meridian is invading Alenroux.

To those who have Harmonized with Meridian, they’ll be contacted by Cyrus through Communion 48 hours before the invasion begins. As he explains, Springstar is a city that depends on Alenroux far more than Highstorm (because of its much larger population), and with Alenroux currently under Zenite control, it’s imperative that they make sure that Zenith isn’t able to cut off access and cause a famine for Springstar. Zenith won’t be denied access to Alenroux or its bounty either, he makes that clear. This is just a matter of being proactive in their defense to protect their people. For the Meridian, their goals in supporting this effort are clear:

  • Create secure outposts. Well-built, defensible outposts are needed, so anyone who can assist with building efforts, and quickly are appreciated.
  • Defend the outposts and the Meri soldiers at large. Alenroux is still dangerous because of the monsters, and soldiers will be staying overnight. Fighting off monsters is something that will also eventually make Alenroux inhabitable.
  • Prevent Zenith interference. Highstorm surely won’t be happy about this, so make sure that the soldiers and the outposts are protected from Zenites just as much as from the monsters that roam the lands.
And indeed, the invasion and occupation does come as a surprise to Highstorm. While they had noted the increased training of Springstar’s military, it was assumed to be in preparation for the intensified tensions of losing the first Oracle, not something as bold as an open act of war like this.

It takes some time for Yima to learn more about the events herself, but Zenith will also be contacted through Communion. With the air of a disappointed mother, she’ll explain that Meridian’s choice is regrettable since she thought they would be better than this. Yima explains that there’s no need to turn Alenroux into an open warzone and cut off both cities from their breadbasket. Instead, she lays out the following direction to gently break Meridian’s spirit first before turning to open hostilities:

  • Collect information. Where are the outposts, how many soldiers are assigned to them, and what are their general movements. Scouting and spying will be valuable. Learning more about the Meri Shard-Bearers’ capabilities while they’re fighting creatures rather than Zenites is also useful.
  • Create dissent. The people that work and visit Alenroux regularly have mixed feelings about the occupation unless they’re Meridian loyalists. Making the campaign unpopular with the people can push Meridian back without needing to raise a finger.
  • Sabotage. But don’t get caught doing it, at least for now. Whether breaking defenses or leading more powerful monsters to the encampments, it’s best to break morale before needing to fight back openly.
If you’re unharmonized when all of this begins, then you’ll be finding out about it with the general populace. However, it’s a good opportunity to learn what a faction is about in a more hands-on way. Though you may not be privy to their private, factional discussions, both sides will still welcome the help of those still yet to decide.


SETTING UPDATES
In both locations, information passes between all in a forum, spread and disseminated among the masses - it's a good opportunity for city residents, faction loyalists and interested new parties to share and share alike. Once the meet-and-greet has concluded, twin missives from both faction leads are read out -- invitations for all present to explore the cities to their heart's content, and warnings about stumbling ill-prepared ( or at all ) into the Below, or worse yet, the Beyond. As Shard-Bearers new and old take in their cities, they'll all see it change throughout the month...

OOC, these are all updates to the setting at large that players both new and old are free to interact with as little or as much as they wish! Feel free to use them as prompts on this post, in your characters on-going lives and arcs, or just let them go "that's none of my business" and ignore it. The world of Kenos is shaped by our playerbase, and these are some of the wider reaching effects of various player plots and actions.

THE BLIGHT

During the events of the Scorching Isles, Shard-Bearers encountered an affliction upon the island and unintentionally brought it back to Highstorm and Springstar with them. Known simply as “the Blight,” this condition steals time from the things it infects. It most frequently infects inanimate objects and will cause them to rot or degrade rapidly (such as a piece of metal rusting within hours) but is able to infect living things as well. Most notably, the Blight is infecting plants and animals in the two cities. Plants both decorative and necessary will wither and die, and small animals grow sick and die seemingly of old age. This has been seen in small amounts throughout the past month OOC but is greatly increased in frequency in March and beyond.
FURTHER DETAILS
  • Within the NPC populace, there’s a low-grade fear of the Blight intensifying and being able to infect larger animals/the people. There’s no evidence of this yet, but Shard-Bearers that were on the Scorching Isles will know this is possible.
  • Some characters will be aware that the rare, blue flowers that grow in the barren portions of World’s End (February’s event location) seem to reduce the effects of the detrimental effects of the Oracle and the Blight. Because of some drops of characters that knew this information, you can assume that characters are able to learn this information if they’re interested enough to dig into it.
  • Dr. Julia Melnik of Springstar is openly researching cures for the Blight and will recruit anyone interested to be research assistants to test formulations of cures on afflicted plants/creatures. You can handwave these interactions and use them for prompt(s), if you’d like!
  • Finally, if curing the Blight is something your character would specifically be interested in, please note it in your Character Survey so that the Loremasters will be able to help you pursue this organically.

THE OCCUPATION OF ALENROUX

As mentioned above, Meridian has launched a surprise invasion and occupation of Alenroux. Because Meridian was able to successfully keep their efforts a secret throughout the months (!) they’ve been planning this, Zenith will not be able to repel their advances… Immediately, at least. After roughly a week OOC from this log’s posting, the Meridian outposts in Alenroux will be stable and will change the island in the following ways:
FURTHER DETAILS
  • Outposts have been established in well-chosen, defensible locations throughout the island of Alenroux. They’re clustered more heavily closer to the Cornerstone and are non-existent in the more dangerous Northern portion of the island where little farming is done anyways.
  • Meridian soldiers will be always staying in the camps and outposts. For now, they’re a more supervisory force that are protecting the farmlands of Alenroux. During the day cycle, the military will respond with hostility to anyone that threatens the farms. If your character would antagonize or outright fight Meridian military, please contact a Loremaster, since this will have repercussions! Otherwise, the soldiers will assist workers and visitors to Alenroux in a professional manner.
  • During the night cycle, the military will defend their outposts from monsters and make occasional offensive excursions to reduce the threat of monsters. The secondary goal of the Meridian military is also to make Alenroux a place that people can live, though this is a longer term effort.
  • Meridian Shard-Bearers will be strongly encouraged to assist with the effort. “Assist” is purposefully defined broadly so that characters can help in whatever way suits them. Scouting, building, monster killing, or just morale improving are all valid ways that will gain favor with their faction and may lead to further opportunity. For now, abstaining will not have consequences, but may in the future.
  • Zenith Shard-Bearers will be treated with suspicion in Alenroux and are not allowed to approach any of the Meridian outposts, or at least not without triggering a fight. The military will not outright attack Zenites (unless provoked) and essentially encouraged to move along. However, they may wish to gather information about the outposts and Meridian forces to attempt to push back against the occupation.
  • Unharmonized Shard-Bearers are not treated with hostility, but similar to Zeniths will not be allowed to enter any of the encampments.
  • If your character has an interest in continuing or stopping the occupation, please note it in your Character Survey so that Loremasters will be able to help you pursue this organically.
If Zenith would like to repel these advances, this is a response that will be purely in player hands (but will be assisted by Zenite NPCs, of course!). If they want to reclaim Alenroux, they can, or they can simply let Meridian continue. It’s up to you! This is something that Zenite players should discuss both IC and OOC, and if this plot develops further, Loremasters will help facilitate the ongoing conflict as a part of our changing game environment.

SMALLER CHANGES

HIGHSTORM: GREENWOOD YARDS Considering the affliction that threatens the well-being of flora and small fauna alike, the greenhouses are far more discerning with those who are permitted inside its gates, afraid of the contagion affecting the precious, invaluable greenery of long-dead worlds. After the occupation of Alenroux, Meridian will be outright turned away, and while Zenith possesses no formal military or police, the greenskeepers appear to be prepared to defend their property with physical force should it come to that. Unharmonized are still allowed inside. The rest of the Yard beyond the greenhouses are still open to all factions.

And though it may seem an odd place for such a gathering, the indoor bathhouse at the far end of the Yards appears to be gaining popularity for mysterious reasons; if asked, none of the locals will explain the abrupt uptick in visitation. But should you investigate yourself, the reason why becomes apparent through experience: the tea served by the attendants here has changed properties. Should you be a Zenite, you will be served a cup that decreases your body's natural need for food and drink for 24 hours - an effort to test a concoction to relieve the need to deplete resources and lessen the city's reliance on Alenroux. Should you be a Meridian, the tea you're served will increase your appetite a considerable degree even if you normally do not require sustenance, and you will find yourself unfulfilled even if you are unwise and eat yourself to the point of illness; this lasts for 24 hours. The Unharmonized will find the tea might make them vaguely woozy, and either cause mild increase or decrease in appetite.
KOWLOON: DRAUMAHOL (cw: drugs)
    Those that frequent Kowloon may have heard about the sudden disappearance of the former owner and operator of the drug den Draumahol, though it was only really noted because of the business being closed for a few days. Practically unheard of, since the desperate of Highstorm and Springstar come to Draumahol for their various fixes that are a little more taboo on the surface. But, never fear. After a brief closure, Draumahol reopens.

    While it may not be obvious early in the month, it'll be increasingly so that Draumahol is under new management. Those that frequent the business enough will be able to figure out that the new owner is Silco (or, if you personally know him, it's fairly obvious). If you would like to plot anything regarding Draumahol, we encourage reaching out to Silco's player, Jill!
SPRINGSTAR: THE CHURCH After the loss of the first Oracle, the Church of Heliopolis has been busy tending to its flock as the numbers coming to seek comfort swell. The gatherings aren't formal "services" so much as they're chances for people to come together and inspire each other with their homes and dreams of home. One formal process that does stick out though is that with each "service" one member will tap into the world shown in their sunbeam and open their minds to Communion. Anyone that wishes to can also experience this member's home, see their friends, loved ones, and the sights. It's a intimate bonding activity, but seems to be very cathartic for those that partake.

Additionally, those that come by the Church frequently enough to be known faces at the "services" may also be approached by priests and priestesses and invited to join in smaller ceremonies. Always taking place during Springstar's dawn or dusk, these ceremonies have a markedly different vibe and are lead by Hieropoios Natalia herself. Attending these ceremonies is an exclusive honor that will reduce attendees' Discord and has a subtly addictive quality that will encourage them to return. Hm!
OOC NOTES
  • Welcome to Kenos! As a reminder, all new players need an invite to apply to the game, which are now open.
  • 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 sometimes happens since not every soul has a strong tether to Kenos and sometimes return to the Timestream. They may return to Kenos one day, but for now, weren’t able to make the full journey.
  • As a note primarily for current players, closed toplevels/prompts are not allowed in this log. If you would like to interact with the setting changes in a way that isn't open to all characters (new and old), we ask that you instead make a log in [community profile] kenoslogs.
  • As a general reminder, any new characters that choose Zenith will receive a bonus 2 AC token reward, which is a purely OOC incentive. Our factions are a bit imbalanced at the moment, so we'd appreciate more Zenites!

  • FOR NEW PLAYERS:

  • When characters emerge from their cocoon/the ground, they may be wearing their normal clothes or 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 about which Faction they'd be drawn to.
  • 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 freed 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!
  • New characters will not have access to any canon abilities on the TDM until they Harmonize, AKA make a choice of which faction they choose to support. For some characters, this may be an easy decision, but it make take others time. We just ask you keep this in mind!

  • CODING
    subsist: (pic#15626279)

    [personal profile] subsist 2023-03-13 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Truthfully speaking, it's the latter, but Kaeya isn't one to go with the truth, so... ]

    One of the festivals here in Highstorm a few months ago celebrated remembrance, and so these pools took center stage at that time. Hardly anyone could resist reliving such precious memories... Isn't that why you were drawn to it?

    [ A beat. ]

    Or is it more out of curiousity?
    cutlery: (a healthy respect but no fear)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2023-03-13 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
    Why, it is you.

    [ His voice is as soft and gentlemanly as it ever was, and immediately, he dips down to one knee to be closer to her level. The umbrella is still held over her as if protectively, and he gives her an encouraging smile. As if this were all normal, though he knows it's anything but for her. ]

    Your figure is rather unmistakable, which I hope you will pardon me for saying.

    [ In more ways than one. Her slightness, her small feet, they stand out, but his gaze does linger a little longer on her hair, of all things. The length tells him something too, and he has to wonder just when it was she was ripped away and brought here instead. No matter, though. He'll learn in time.

    He reaches inside his winter coat to the lighter jacket underneath. He pulls out his silk pocketsquare and offers it as a handkerchief, though she's not in any lamentable state. It can be for her hands or knees with the snow, or for her face, since that expression tells him that she may very well cry. ]


    ...And my apologies. Were I aware that you had arrived at Kenos, I would have come to find you. I hope you have not been here terribly long.
    erbe: (097)

    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-13 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
    [The fact that he doesn't answer her question tells Tohsaka all she needs to know, really. When you're raised as a mage you get taught to read into what isn't there and overthink everything less it be your undoing.]

    Curiosity, [she replies, despite that not encompassing the whole truth.]

    I'm more interested in how it works than the actual memories.
    cutlery: (a healthy respect but no fear)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2023-03-13 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
    Here? Rather surprisingly, yes!

    [ He laughs gently in response, though it's not at her expense in the slightest. Truthfully, her comment is much closer to his own thoughts on the matter since he's surprised that not only were Zeniths allowed to such affairs, but that such opportunity for what he would be polite to call sabotage would be presented. Ah, well. They'll learn in time, he imagines.

    Though the full extent of that thought isn't quite appropriate conversation. He keeps it light as he nods towards the nearest table of offerings. ]


    Though at the very least, I have seen more than a few people partake of that particular table quite happily. This has been a good enough spot to people watch a bit, so... Watch I have.
    erbe: This very instant (018)

    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-13 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
    [Ugh!!! She hates being treated like some incapable damsel if the situation isn't of her own making! All Tohsaka can really do is obey.]

    I can run again if the distance is relatively short, but I will need some sort of bed to rest up in if that's the case.
    grunehexin: (REVELATIONS)

    hello!!!

    [personal profile] grunehexin 2023-03-13 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
    [Even though the earth is soft and the trial should not be that difficult... Sieglinde is weak. The atrophied muscles of her legs have no power with which to kick, the arms which have never had to lift have no strength to pull, and she feels the dirt suffocating her, pressing down, a pale hand groping for nothing but air. The feeling of comfort and warmth had evaporated instantly as the voice in her mind had faded, and any elation she could have felt at surviving the death of everything she'd known...

    Becomes the dread of knowing she will die here, instead.

    But then there is someone. She feels a hand grab hers, she thrashes uselessly in attempt to help, and though the other person will likely have to bear most of her weight themselves to drag her free... it is a mere sixty some pounds. After a brief struggle, the ground heaving between her savior's feet, a face breaks the surface with a desperate gasp, and what comes out of the ground...

    Is a small girl in a black and emerald lace gown, her eyes wild with fear and her lungs clogged with dirt.]
    erbe: (213)

    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-13 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
    [She takes a deep breath and tries to exhale her embarrassment. Tohsaka isn't a very trusting person, but the way he uses his words seem to indicate he has been suspicious of tampering in the past and is surprised at not finding any.

    This at least gives her enough courage to pick up a plate for inspection.]


    Are you not a "local," then?

    [A Zenite she means. His color palette is much more subdued than the brightness found on others. She took notice, most definitely.]
    erbe: I used think that way (032)

    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-13 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
    [Like a weed Sieglinde is ripped from earth. Tohsaka doesn't expect any help from the girl as she pulls upward. If only because she remembers how difficult it is to get leverage when you're buried like that. Which makes it a surprise when she comes out so easy. The girl so light and frail... it makes her angry. Who neglected her? Who left this poor child wasting away down to her bones?

    It pisses Tohsaka off. Angers her with a fury that might threaten to boil over. She doesn't even know this girl and yet she's sick for her. Channeling that scorching rage at the universe for being so disgustingly unfair (while also projecting her feelings about how the world treated Sakura) Rin claws at the soft earth enough to get her hands underneath Sieglinde's pits. To gain just enough leverage to hoist the child up out of the ground.

    The force she exerts for it is excessive, and she loses her balance once the other girl is fully free. Tohsaka falls backward, and Sieglinde is likely to fall with — cushioned by the young woman hitting the ground before her.]
    uproared: (yeah i am crate trained)

    [personal profile] uproared 2023-03-13 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
    [ It's the answer she expected, but she still bristles at hearing it. The fact that her father became a Servant as well isn't a surprise (not when she can think of no one more deserving of having their name remembered for centuries, their deeds spoken of in hallowed tones, the definition of utter perfection) but she feels robbed of the chance to confront him once again, across a different kind of battlefield. To deny his wish the way he denied hers, and to crush his spirit the way she crushed his kingdom.

    None of which is Rin's fault, but that won't stop her being a brat about it. The pause alone probably makes it obvious that yes, Rin hit the nail on the head, but she takes a moment to compose herself before responding. This girl thinks she's worthy of being her father's Master? This pathetic, ordinary, human girl? ]


    Don't flatter yourself. [ She sneers, visibly annoyed. ] Even if you were the worst Master in the world, that Saber wouldn't lose to anyone else. The only one with the right to kill them... is me. Got it?
    skelters: (brokiloen) (pic#16282000)

    [personal profile] skelters 2023-03-13 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
    Oh!

    [ it's a startled exclamation that burst from vash - but it's less surprise than it is some faltering, self-conscious thing (as some insignificant, flayed open creature would flinch at the light of day) as he lifts his gaze up towards where the voice has come from. at first, he doesn't really know where he is looking at - where to put his eyes, as the faceless visor indicates nothing but a blurry, indistinct outline of his own back at him. ]

    Um, I'm sorry, [ it's a reflexive thing, the apology. so is the smile that awkwardly carves his face open in an misshapen, jagged line, as vash ducks his head down again to scrub at his eyes quickly with a sleeve. ] It's nothing, hahaha ... I was just, zoning out, or something!

    [ he hesitates for a moment, glancing from the palm extended towards him, to the still surface of the water - but whatever it is that he saw in there is now gone, and the water only mirrors back nothing but the moonlight and a vague reflection of both of them standing at the edge of it. ]

    There's nothing you have to apologise for! It's just ... [ vash makes an inarticulate gesture with his hand, before he reaches out for bondrewd's hand, letting the other pull him back to his feet. ]

    Sorry, again, [ fumbling a little, vash smiles again - tentative, but it flashes out a little brighter, a little easier, a little more in control now. ]

    I'm Vash. It's nice to meet you!
    helloween: (018🫀)

    II. Two Cities - Highstorm

    [personal profile] helloween 2023-03-13 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Had he not seen Veyle when she spoke, Dark Schneider would've certainly swept up the remaining crackers without leaving any behind for anyone. However, he does see Veyle, and she's small-figured and cute. In an attempt to chummy up to her, Dark retracts his hand, bringing it behind her and placing it somewhere along her lower back. ]

    Know what? I'll give them to you.

    [ He flattens his palm and gives Veyle's back a cheeky pap. Dark puts his plate down somewhere on the table and shovels up some meat that he'd hogged (it seems that meat dishes are presently unavailable and are presently being re-prepped by the staff because of him). He forks a couple of duck wings her way. ]

    You can have some of this too.

    ( i apologize............ )
    wolof: (Kneel)

    [personal profile] wolof 2023-03-13 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
    Oh, here and there. There's an intriguing character that frequents it, and I occasionally enjoy watching.

    [ It's Set. She likes watching Set, because he's the heel and she does love watching someone play the villain. Something about it makes her black pit of a heart vibrate with excitement. ]

    Although if you're looking for fights, you may also be interested. Who knows, maybe you'll unseat him as my favorite spectacle.

    [ She really can't help herself, but before there's much space to breathe, she says: ]

    The Meridian here in Springstar favor bloodsport and fighting quite a bit. You would be in good company, to fight alongside many of them, and the regulars all have their favorites that they cheer for. I've heard it's quite the career.
    helloween: (015🫀)

    [personal profile] helloween 2023-03-13 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Dark Schneider is, unfortunately, unreasonable maybe by default. He's too arrogant to care though. Nonetheless, he's a little confused by Tohsaka's answer. ]

    Thought you were just drunk?

    [ So she was actually overheated? Well, at least water will help that anyway. ]

    Doesn't have to be a bath. We could hit up an inn room instead.

    [ He smirks pointedly at Tohsaka, still squatting by the pitcher. (Although the bath does sound nice... he just got here.) ]

    ( sobs i'm sorry again )
    wolof: I craved the taste of it (A poison so sweet)

    i actually went looking for liquors, down the research hole I go!

    [personal profile] wolof 2023-03-13 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
    Mm, quite so. I am from a land of desert, and I'm sure you can imagine the sorts of desperate lengths we will go to, if we need to eat.

    [ She handed the bottle back to her without even a grimace. It's certainly not as sweet as wine, which was Akua's drink of choice, but she can appreciate the flavor there. The smokiness reminds her of plenty of drinks they have where she's from, although Praesi liquors tended to err on the side of sugars or fruits, although some were... similar. Especially in areas that were closer to the Eyries where there wasn't much to use. ]

    I do not think it is unwise to secure an area like this, and we need all kinds here. Those that can help the farmers, and those that can... protect them if necessary. [ And since Quetz is selling herself as knowing something about farming... ] Maybe there are even some unique tips for the farmers here that you've picked up from your own world that you could share?
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    [personal profile] helloween 2023-03-13 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
    That's whatever, most villagers don't.

    [ Dark continues on about his merry way, assuming Link is just a little guy. He'd never guess someone so unassuming would also be a Protagonist™ such as himself. Link has the look, though!

    Dark's eyes pass to the corn. As it's only a vegetable being taken, Link's action only earns a squint but is seemingly forgiven. This little fellow has given him a whole-ass turkey leg, after all. ]


    Are you a Ze-nite?

    [ They're supposed to be picking sides soon, right? ]
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    [personal profile] helloween 2023-03-13 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
    You must mean that MILF I saw in that dream coming up.

    [ Yima. Dark's nose crinkles when he thinks of the local politics, though. ]

    It's hard for me to care about something that I don't have shit to do with. I was in the middle of taking over my own world before I got pulled here, and now I've got one happy peace and love guy saying it can still be saved while the moon MILF's saying it's gone and we gotta make a new one. How do either of them know? Keh!

    [ He scoffs at the predicament. ]
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    [personal profile] helloween 2023-03-13 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
    shumega... Megadeth!

    [ Cricket, cricket. Dark Schneider strikes an intimidating pose, but no magic comes forth. He hasn't harmonized so, alas, he is just as powerless as any other normie out here. ]

    Gahh!

    [ One of Nero's swinging fists successfully knocks him off balance. Naked and confused, he the master sorcerer falls down in a big mess of white hair. ]

    My magic! What the hell?!
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    [personal profile] zauneyete 2023-03-13 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
    The ones who aren't here, obviously. The ones who weathered the destruction of our worlds and didn't get a say in it, perhaps?

    [ He says it as a matter of fact, and without little emotion, although it's constructed in the way he does it, clearly this isn't a subject most people would be emotionless about, and there's a quick dart of his eyes, the way he dipped his gaze slightly, that perhaps conveys a touch of that restraint. Silco was, after all, a man of extreme restraint.

    That he was approaching Diluc, in general, meant that either he saw him as a Very distinct threat, or something else.

    But really, it's that he's a threat.
    ]

    Really, until you awoke, you were in the same boat. Subject to the will of those that were already here. I'd consider myself lucky if I were you.

    [ Very lucky, he thinks but does not say, thinking of Kaeya, and a night when he'd dipped him into icy water, to help him move past what had transpired between him and this man. ]
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    [personal profile] vestments 2023-03-13 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
    ( for marc, panic tends to make itself known in self-destructive waves. it makes itself known in the way he loses his temper, in the way that he argues. it makes itself known in the shape of steven and jake, two forms, fragments, parts of himself created partly to protect and to shoulder the parts of himself that he can't deal with.

    right now, he's not panicked in the typical sense of the word, if only because he's used to feeling lost. he's grown used to questioning his own reality and his own identity. moon knight. marc spector. steven grant and jake lockley. protector of the travellers of the night. vengeance. what of it was real? he hadn't been sure, not until he'd pulled on his mask and been able to see the truth.

    his eyebrows dart upwards, just for a second, when she says — questioningly — that it's a long story. dull resignation and a lack of surprise at the extraordinarily unhelpful response, before he looks past her and around, as if searching for something or someone.

    I need a second to think, she adds, and his gaze shoots back to her sharply. his thoughts are that it can't be that complicated that she needs time to think about it, even if it's not an explanation he'll be able to make heads nor tails of. he's used to that.

    highstorm. springstar. tree. none of it makes any sense — except 'tree', which he can somewhat gather for himself, thank you very much.

    he pinches the bridge of his nose, winces, and drops his hand back to his side, a small, dark smudge of dirt remaining. he needs a shower, he thinks suddenly, even as lottie remarks that her hole — grave? it's a grave — is somewhere here, and he looks behind himself in spite of himself to see the expanse of the...

    ...tree.

    nice. )


    You haven't answered my question. ( he tells her, standing. watching as she continues to busy herself. )
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    [personal profile] zauneyete 2023-03-13 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
    [ His lip twitched, with the ghost of a smile. Barely there, and then it was gone. One eye blinked, and the other... met her own unblinking stare. It doesn't even look like a wink, the way the skin over that eye is mottled and somewhat rippled under the cover of makeup, a drawn in eyebrow, it all looked about as normal as someone can given that their face was bifurcated by such a scar, but he couldn't draw on a lid, and it shows.

    He gestured toward the location Lady Yima had made her appearance with his cigar.
    ]

    You mean Lady Yima? Yes, I suppose I am. You are here, are you not? Clearly whatever she offered hasn't sent you running, so...

    [ Hands spread. ]

    I suppose as a loyal Zenite, I should do my best, shouldn't I?
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    [personal profile] kinaesthesia 2023-03-13 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
    [Ah. Yep, that’s Flamebringer, alright. Not that there was really a doubt in her mind about it, seeing the care and attention he’s giving that plant of his.

    She sighs, and that pleased expression of hers turns toward something slightly bemused.]


    Well, I see you haven’t changed a bit.

    [Look, Gavial loves a good fight too, but damn if he isn’t always so intense about it. She half wonders if he gave that same warning(?)/greeting(??) to Ernesto too.]

    Figures I’d find you hanging out in a place like this. Either that or a battlefield, but things around here with these factions aren’t looking that crazy.

    [Though there are plenty of indicators that things might be taking that sort of turn. Case in point: the shouting over at the greenhouse seems to pick up for a moment.]
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    wildcardish!!

    [personal profile] skelters 2023-03-13 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
    [ a thousand eyes, a thousand mouths. a thousand voices raised in prayer, in some kind of deliverance or salvation or redemption. a thousand hands reaching out, and somehow vash can take none of them. he tries - he really does, but every time he grabs hold of one they end up shattering in his grip, scattering blood and bones like snowfall, like geraniums, red and white and black and red. somehow, he cannot hold on. he thinks he cries. he thinks he screams. the air is frozen still. these hands, one white, one green, are not enough. he is not enough. and then he finds that he has no hands at all, no voice to scream, and then

    vash opens his eyes.

    ....oh, that's right. he came to the gardens - he remembers wandering around a little bit, letting the dips and turns of the paths dictate his way with no particular aim in mind. the motion of walking is comforting, in a way where it feels like he has always been walking somewhere, even if he has nowhere to go. the familiar act of putting one foot in front of the other means that he doesn't have to think, doesn't have to remember, doesn't have to know just where he is and what this place is. he doesn't have to think about what he had to do to get here. why is he here? why is he here?

    there are a lot of flowers here. more than what he thought could be possible, in all the colours that he couldn't ever dream up in a hundred years, another hundred. he doesn't reach out to touch any of them. if one catches his eyes - a deep, bright blue that reminds him of- of someone; another, a bright yellow that fades into deep sunset; a thick cluster of red petals - he just stops to stare for a while, before moving on. it's easier to keep moving. something small and insignificant and infinitesimal. why is he here?

    his stomach twinges a little, but vash is so used to going without food that the discomfort barely registers. if anything, it's somehow reassuring in the oddest sense of the word - but the little spikes of pain grow in intensity eventually, making him stop in his tracks, crouching down in the middle of the secluded garden walk with a little half-sound. ]
    oomfies: 𝑜𝑜𝓂𝒻𝒾𝑒𝓈 (📱 adapt.)

    [personal profile] oomfies 2023-03-13 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
    [ It's true, she hasn't. Not in the detail he wants. She digs a little deeper into the ground when he points it out, when she feels the dirt shift and sees him in her peripheral standing. Him standing like that makes her extraordinarily nervous, tense, and when she decides fuck it and forces her thoughts onto him, the feelings transfer over.

    She's experienced enough to filter it out, if she wanted, but she doesn't. She lets him grab a taste of her emotions and all the complications that come with it when she instills impressions of invents, conversations, into his mind.

    There's one, two, digs of dirt, accompanied with fragments of her own memories, of the same dream he had but its own Lottie Person flavor. It's the tiniest bit different, but the impression is all the same: everything is gone. He sees Lottie traverse through another equally moonlit, equally dreary, city. One whose name escapes her because her attention span, and then dirt. The taste of it on her tongue as she wakes up. The panic that floods her brain when she emerges from that same grave he looked towards. Then Highstorm, the city comprised of moonlight. Her hand resting against the foggy window of her home, snow dabbling against the glass. A man named Manon and faction conflict, a frozen castle on a recently recovered island. But above all: a promise of, eventually, you'll have what you want (in reference to that god forsaken dream, it always is).

    One that's clearly been made to Lottie, because it's not her saying it, but the factional mother, Yima.

    It's a crude, rushed, version of everything that she's experienced. Bits and pieces of people and conflicts Marc gets a taste of, like the eternal Meridian and Zenith debacle (which he'll feel a distant feeling of: meh, where it concerns Lottie — it's clear that whatever war is going on she isn't particularly affected enough to reject friendship from the opposite faction). ]


    Does that work?

    [ She says, finally making eye contact with him as she finished carving out the impression of this poor arrival into the dirt. ]
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    [personal profile] zauneyete 2023-03-13 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
    Hm.

    [ He says, in a tone that says: bullshit, but he doesn't voice that. He only leveled him with a look -- and boy, it's quite a look -- before he curiously appraised him, trying to take stock of the guy. Eyes looked him from up and down, before he shrugged. ]

    That's a quick way to getting killed down here. [ A beat. ] Unless you've harmonized already. Then, of course, feel free to carry on, and see what sort of creature you dig up before you make it to your destination.

    [ Which meant there was a destination, as Wolfwood's hunch was right. There was a seedy underbelly present in this odd network of caves, if he got there. The man, of course, wasn't offering to show him the way, either. At least not yet. Maybe Silco wasn't the arbiter of who did and did not deserve to be in the Below (and boy did he wish he could) but he could suss someone out before they got too close.

    You know, get a feel for the guy first.
    ]
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    [personal profile] wolof 2023-03-13 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
    [ You know, she would respect that, given her own need to push any boundary before her. You're in good company, John. ]

    Mm, you would be correct. It makes it a touch more difficult to speak on the mysteries of the soul and what it means when one can pluck it from their bodies.

    [ She touched her own shard, visible from her low-cut dress. It rested over her heart -- in the shape of one as well, garnet in color. Either she was foolish for exposing it so, or extremely confident. Difficult to say, given that she held herself with an air of such confidence. ]

    I was in the same place when it came to summoning Devils. One cannot cut into a hell if it was a realm also destroyed, hm?

    Thankfully, the world will... supplement itself in a way. Your power may not require your... [ A smile, here: ] Perfect Theorem, but they do still hold their uses, at least within your mind.