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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
    helloween: (024🫀)

    [personal profile] helloween 2023-03-16 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
    So nothing. Was just noticing.

    [ For whatever reason, Dark interprets Link's stare as judgemental. His kneejerk response is to be defensive when he replies. ]

    And sorry to say, but you are small. Can't be taller than like 5'6".
    helloween: (033🫀)

    they're really good! i really had fun writing this thread too

    [personal profile] helloween 2023-03-16 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
    Great, one less thing that'll bother me if I never see you again then.

    [ He turns from Tohsaka on that note, providing the exit she'd presumably hoped for. He's not off the mark, right? He feels her eyes on him still when he starts to move for the bath, but commits to leaving her be with the water pitcher despite it. ]

    My name is Dark Schneider. Let me know if you ever change your mind. You're still beautiful, even if I don't want you anymore.

    [ It doesn't make sense, but perhaps it's as sincere a compliment as Dark is capable of giving. Without any further elaboration, he waves a hand vaguely and proceeds to the men's bathing area. ]
    helloween: (009🫀)

    pls...! 🙇‍♀️ very much appreciated!

    [personal profile] helloween 2023-03-16 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Oh, Springstar doesn't like him? The more Dark looks at the man, though, the more it makes sense. Silco doesn't particularly look like the kind of fellow who breaks a sweat often or even gets a lot of sunlight. Poor little guy. ]

    Go ahead.

    [ Dark sinks his weight into his hip, now watching Silco expectantly from where he stands. He chews his food more quietly and waits for the trick. ]
    erbe: I forgot about my tears (047)

    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-16 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Rin knows better to run off from a protector right into the jaws of another wild animal monster. Her fleeing comes to a halt and she turns around. The scene is... gruesome. Even though the dark of the night obscures a good portion of the gore, her stomach still flips from the silhouetted glimpses and the sounds of rending flesh from bone. The squelching of mean and blood, the crunch of—

    Tohsaka has to cover her mouth to stop herself from hurling. Yet still she watches. Carefully observing the savior that cuts into the beast.

    A morbid fascination overcomes her. Something vaguely familiar, but not so-exact that she can immediately pinpoint the source of familiarity.]
    helloween: (019🫀)

    [personal profile] helloween 2023-03-16 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
    You deaf?! I said no!

    [ He drops the steak knife he's holding with a clatter when he raises the platter of food up higher. A few inches taller than Atsumu (wtf kids are big these days), he tries stretching his arms so it's just to reach. ]

    The hell is wrong with you?!

    [ Snip snip! Fuck off! ]
    dawnlord: (pic#16049806)

    [personal profile] dawnlord 2023-03-16 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
    A tale, you say. Then, you are not of the same world as me. However, the Abyss — as a concept — exists in your own.

    [ Enticing. He would not have thought of himself as a man interested in matters beyond the Abyss, yet here he was, examining multiple worlds of differing structures, with intriguing similarities — and, the fact they had all been destroyed. Eyes in the dark, the sky pouring down ( and yet, there was no sky in the Abyss! ), ending, dying. And those who arrived in this world of Kenos, plucked from the wreckage of what was and replanted in the soil below what he now knew of as the Tree of Life.

    He is soon corrected, by Sebastian's own admission. ]


    As a home. Then, that would be one explanation for your adorable traits. A pity I did not acknowledge them sooner, you seem to have grown shy while waiting for me to address you. Aah, I am often carried away by one topic before the next, for to jump from thought to thought is more difficult here, without my dutiful, diligent followers.

    [ Were he capable of sounding disappointed, he might just be. Observing the change in Sebastian's hand from something sleek and dark, to the near-match of the other is interesting, but oh, he had wanted to lay hands upon him in the same way that he had laid hands upon the now-dead monster, resting still and steadily-stiffening upon the ground. The guardswoman would not return for some time, and when she did, Bondrewd knew it would be to check out the situation and determine if the beast was dead, or the stranger who had stepped in on her behalf.

    He'd like very much to be respectful of Sebastian's desire for anonymity. ]
    Mister Michaelis, may I?

    [ With a broad hand of his own, he gestures, palm flat and fingers straight, to the other man's hand. ]

    You are an efficient killer of strong monsters, I would be remiss if I did not acknowledge the very things about you that proved helpful to me.
    grunehexin: (BREAK)

    feel free to timeskip the explanation if neededfnewnf

    [personal profile] grunehexin 2023-03-16 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
    [... In a sense.

    Sieglinde knows there's something wrong from the moment Sebastian says it. She is still, and everything else is falling away. The cold of the snow, the fall of it arrested by the umbrella, the handkerchief in her hand, the bruises forming on her bony knees, the throb of her feet, the wet soaking into her hastily pulled on dress...

    Lady Yima. The voice... the woman's voice that had been in her head before she was reborn? Shards? Like the emerald stone she had found embedded in the skin in the back of her hand?]


    No, I...

    [Her voice feels so small, and she can't even resent it for how little it makes her, when all her life she had been raised to be a lord, a leader, a witch-]

    When they brought me here, I... I must have fainted, I haven't...

    [She only remembered bits and pieces of what she'd been told at the tree, hazy, feverish recollections of words and people's faces.]

    I can only save one person... ?
    grunehexin: (TEACUP)

    [personal profile] grunehexin 2023-03-16 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
    I am not like most, good sir.

    [She says it as if it is a reference to some noble trait she possesses, something praisworthy, but the truth was... she physically could not do the work herself. It would take an observant eye, but... there is something wrong with her feet. Peeking out from the heavy layers of lacy dress that she wears are hints of feet stuffed into heeled shoes that are unnaturally small, a mere half the size they should be. Not enough to support walking properly, whether it was to a shop or to find the truth.

    Without the man who usually carried her perched upon his arm... She had to rely on biased accounts.]


    And right now... I am interested in what you find more appealing about this city of eternal night, as opposed to the one I am told resides in perpetual sunlight.

    [Mortals tended to prefer the sun. ... Also, don't mind her taking a sip of her drink. She's been drinking beer as part of her meals since she was young, and seeing as she considered herself an adult, Sieglinde certainly didn't see anything wrong with partaking of a bit of liquor when dining. Or listening to men describe things.]
    grunehexin: (RUMBLE)

    i mean, she's also into the cake

    [personal profile] grunehexin 2023-03-16 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
    [He knows proper respect, at least! "My lady" was one of the titles she answered to.]

    "Suffer the effects of time"... By that I assume you mean the afflicted substances begin to age rapidly, rather than decay according to nature's cycle?

    [There is so much she has been told and had to learn in the last few days since she awakened in Yima's manor. But she has done her best with her limited ability to listen to what she could. She has heard now of the Oracles, and of the mission to The Scorching Isles...]

    Where did the plant come from that delays its effects? Was is also native to the isles, or is it found here in Highstorm?

    [- As she asks, she also forks bits of cake into her mouth with little regard for traditional manners.]
    cutlery: please do not take! (there's green on your pizza)

    ty lmao 🙏

    [personal profile] cutlery 2023-03-16 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ As she processes through the information, Sebastian watches. His expression is what it should be: concerned and serious all at once, but colder than what she’s used to seeing from Wolfram. It’s nothing out of the ordinary for the short time she’s known him. But he’s taking in her reaction objectively and wondering how to twist it to his purposes. So, gently, he reaches out to place a hand over hers. It’s the response he simply deems correct in a mechanical way to provide the comfort of another person. ]

    At first, yes. There may be others, but they are only given as rewards, from my understanding…

    [ And so, he explains. His explanation is to the point and professional, giving exactly the amount of information about Kenos and its troubles. It’s all truthful and fairly objective, but of course there’s a little push in how he frames things towards Zenith. It’s what he’s chosen, that Meridian may claim to return homes yet there’s no proof, all small, logical framings.]
    grunehexin: (DECLARATION)

    [personal profile] grunehexin 2023-03-16 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
    [The knee is appreciated, so that she needn't strain her neck. If her manservant were here... but he is not, and she must demand that others come to her level to speak. And what a peculiar man comes this time. Perhaps she would be more alarmed by his appearance if she had not come from the village she had, where the courtyards were decorated with the implements of torture from the witch trials... But after that dark aesthetic, this man is not so intimidating as to not call out to.]

    Most interesting indeed. And unfortunate, as well.

    [Her own shard is on full display, an oval cut emerald glistening on the back of a hand clear and vulnerable.]

    I suppose my predecessors have made plenty of study of the subject, but I must admit... I wish to at least access their work, if it exists. Are you a veteran of this place? I do not suppose you know where a library might be located...
    fellspirit: (003)

    [personal profile] fellspirit 2023-03-16 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
    [His confidence is admirable, but strange. Her father wouldn't consider him at the top of anything, and would just laugh at him, but he still has the confidence to behave like this. She sits down beside him, smoothing down her dress and setting her plate in her lap as she considers the question.]

    Well... There is one thing. Before everything... ended... just before I got here, I was able to help a friend in trouble. I even was able to tell them how much they meant to me. So even if they're gone now, at least I...

    [She picks at her food, and her voice trembles slightly, looking like she's suddenly lost her appetite.]

    I'm sorry. Aside from that, there really isn't much I'm proud of.
    hauntedking: (18)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2023-03-16 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Dimitri follows up his first strike with another thrust; he sees no reason to let Link off easy, even in training. There's something to be said for ruthlessness. ]

    That's one-

    [ And he aims another blow, this one lower to try and take the leg. ]
    hauntedking: (06)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2023-03-16 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
    I don't think I'm that large.

    [ He seems amused by that, although he does slow a little. He doesn't want to leave her behind. But it's only a little while longer before they're inside a perimeter of light. There are soldiers around now, in various states of being armored or not. Dimitri isn't challenged - apparently they know him - and that menas neither is Rin's. ]

    I think we can find a cot for you for the night.
    foxchild: (happy)

    Shun'ya Iijima | Original Character (Soul Hackers 2 verse)

    [personal profile] foxchild 2023-03-16 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
    ✫ I. Bearing Fruit

    [Shun'ya clawed himself free from the loamy soil, half-blinded with dirt and heaving for air like he'd just finished sprinting a marathon. There was an animal-like franticness in his movements, born from the lingering unpleasantness of waking up trapped underground and the nightmare that had rushed on its heels - but more than that, Shun'ya despised dark, cramped spaces, and nothing was more cramped than waking up in your own shallow grave.

    Ugh.]


    Fucking... demons! [He wrenched his leg free of the ground and staggered clumsily to his feet.] I swear, if I find out this was some Phantom stooge's idea of a joke-

    [But his heated growling stopped abruptly when he took stock of his surroundings, his blue eyes wide with confused disbelief. This was... definitely not a park in Tokyo somewhere. He didn't think he was in Tokyo at all. The Dark Realm, maybe? But even that was a direct reflection of the human world...

    He didn't have time to puzzle it over, though. Nearby the soil began to shift, new arrivals clawing out of their own shallow graves. He watched dumbly until the first human hand pushed through the soil, prompting him to rush over in an instinctual need to help.

    Be prepared to feel a strong hand clasp your own and try to haul you into the land of the living!]


    ✫ II. Springstar

    [After coming to terms with the fact that no, he was no longer in Tokyo, in Japan, or even on earth, Shun'ya adapted quickly to his new reality. There was no point wailing about how impossible it was, or demanding to be taken back to his world - because, really, not a lot had changed for him. This place was also embroiled in a factional war, about the same goddamn thing too, yet was marginally better because there weren't 1738285474354 demons or Phantom Society minions lunging out at him from alleyways.

    In fact, this place was a notable step-up.

    But, it was best to scope out the options laid out before him. No point rushing into a decision or whatnot. So, upon arriving at Springstar, he lurked mostly on the fringes at first, observing the atmospherics and presentation of both the forum and even the buffet table. Once people had began to settle, however, with food or drink in hand, Shun'ya identified a suitable target for interrogation and beelined for them.]


    Hey, I don't suppose you'd be willing to help out a poor lost soul like me? [His smile was friendly, and the combination of his baby blue eyes and freckles made him seem guileless.] I'm new here, and I've got no idea what's going on.

    ✫ III. Highstorm

    [After scoping out Springstar, Highstorm was next on the list, and Shun'ya noted the stark differences immediately. Like before, he prowled the fringes of the gathering initially, observing the general atmospherics and interactions between people. Truthfully, there weren't much differences between the two groups in terms of people - they weren't all hooked up to a Zenith or Meridian hivemind, marching in lockstep for one, and it seemed dissent was tolerated, unlike back home with Yatagarasu - but in terms of attitude and presentation? Yeah, there were some differences.

    After his observations were concluded, he picked out a suitable target for interrogation and trotted over to them, his friendly mask expertly plastered on.]


    Excuse me~ [And there he was, tapping you on the shoulder and aiming that dazzling, sunny smile your way.] Hey! Sorry, I was just wondering if you could help me out? I'm new here, so I'm a little lost...

    ✫ IV. Wildcard

    (OOC: Feel free to toss any random scenario at me here! He'll be bouncing between the two cities in the lead up to the invasion, so can be caught out and about, and I'll roll with anything. If you wanna plan something specific though, feel free to PM this account or prod me on discord (this is kiva!))
    cutlery: please do not take! (wtf m8)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2023-03-16 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Sebastian nods first with a correction on his tongue that he fully believed what Bondrewd explains. It’s a lead in to explain those delightful coincidences since they are something Sebastian is quietly fascinated by, but instead, he’s taken aback. ]

    I— Adorable?

    [ SHY???? Sebastian loves compliments and praise, true, but this shade of them is not one he receives… Ever. Especially not after revealing parts of his demonic nature. His surprise is so genuine that he’s about as close to flustered as he gets, and it has him raising his (clean) hand to cough a gentle little ahem into it as a gentleman regaining his composure. ]

    It is not shyness, exactly. More practicality, for it is something that tends to be… disagreeable, I shall put it politely.

    [ It’s the sort of sight that was nothing short of horrific in the mortal realm he visited, since it was otherwise so normal that Sebastian’s existence being proven at all was something that could drive men mad. It wasn’t so in Kenos, but still, it was generally better for him to keep his fully human appearance. He supposes he shouldn’t be surprised, considering Bondrewd’s own, but… Adorable, really?

    Not that he has a problem with allowing the curiosity, even so. As Sebastian holds his hand out to Bondrewd, it shifts back to the clawed appearance. His palm is also up because the claws are razor-sharp and he’s careful with them. Under closer scrutiny, its oddity is also much more apparent. It’s smooth and firm like a carapace, and even has a light shine to it like one, but it moves as if it were leather. Though humanoid, his long, elegant fingers are just a little too thin and taper into claws that look to be the same material but are sharp enough to cut through things even unintentionally, hence his care. It’s not biologically based at all. It’s something impossible and ethereal, inherently. ]


    Considering your area of research, I suppose it should not be, but interest is simply not the reaction I am used to in the slightest.
    cutlery: (tell her you want to be pegged)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2023-03-16 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
    Sebastian Michaelis.

    [ He gives her a polite and genial nod, though he hides his curiosity at why she would ask now. He assumes that she must be wondering if he’s someone with a notable name, and, well… Of a sort, yes, though he’d be delighted if anyone were to pick up on his (FUCKING AWFUL?) joke. As it is, he laughs gently as he continues. ]

    Why, and even now, I feel as if I should continue with the titles and formalities of my previous profession… But as I am certainly no longer in the service of my former lord, I shall simply call myself a Shard-Bearer of Zenith. Though if you have questions, I am happy to answer them, regardless of which faction may call to you.
    subsist: (pic#15649072)

    [personal profile] subsist 2023-03-16 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
    ( ooc. vash doesn't deserve this,,, )

    [ A nobody wouldn't be trying to figure out what's going on, it's true, but maybe that's just Kaeya's on suspicious nature at play here. He never did like to take people's words at face value.

    Still, at least he pretends to buy the act, letting go of the tension in his shoulders. ]


    ... You probably shouldn't stay around here too long, mister. You might get in trouble.
    diversionist: (andor » gentle confusion.)

    [personal profile] diversionist 2023-03-16 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ cassian smiles.

    point of fact, there's a ripple of a laugh in his voice when he speaks. good-natured, all of it, pitch-perfect to be reassuring. ]


    What do you have to be sorry for?

    [ he is not insincere as he says that, as he takes vash in, as he files away the emotional intensity of the response he's been given. or rather, the foundation of his sentiment is sincere. the expression is more practiced kindness than the real thing, a tenor to his voice that's helped gain him the confidence of countless marks before pushing them for valuable information. you can take the spy out of the war, as the saying goes. honesty is a currency on which he's always running low.

    he extends a hand as he goes to stand, saying, ]


    Here, why don't we go sit somewhere else?

    [ there are benches nearby, safely away from any memory-reflecting pools. his eyes only flick towards the water once, and if he has any intentions of asking after what vash saw, he doesn't express them. ]
    diversionist: (andor » shipyard.)

    [personal profile] diversionist 2023-03-16 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ if he's aware of the increased scrutiny, momentary as it is, he doesn't show it. his smile is easy, relaxed. there's an eyebrow rise and drop, a silent: i know what you mean.

    would he express agreement even if marc had said otherwise? well, yes, of course. marc is not, strictly speaking, a mark. there's nothing cassian gets out of meeting the new arrivals — besides the sense of who else has woken here, besides the sense of whether their sentiments are anything like his, besides the potential for finding familiar faces, besides the potential of future allies. things he trades in, yes, but not tangibles, not really. ]


    They had a gathering in Springstar, too. Did you go? I think the food was better, but there's more of it here.
    oomfies: 𝑜𝑜𝓂𝒻𝒾𝑒𝓈 (💚 podcast.)

    [personal profile] oomfies 2023-03-17 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Well, fair. Fair. Of course he wouldn't stay here — it's a tree. Not particularly an apartment or something welcoming like a bed! She tries to hide the twinge of embarrassment she feels at that realization. It only vaguely works, right up until he asks that million dollar question.

    Right.. Where.

    It only dawns on her that technically, all he owns are the poor dirt covered clothing on his back (and the nice shoes he wears, at the bottom, the suspiciously nice shoes). Whatever home he had before this is destroyed, the only existence it now carries in any capacity is in his mind. The same way she thinks about her condo, the one that had all her favorite things — like her laptop, her overflowing closet, the really soft tissues she'd buy for her nose that never made her skin dry and itchy.

    (Also while she is definitely distracted by this debacle because, uh, he's homeless now, she still always has snacks on the ready, tucked away in the many pockets of her pants in case he suddenly finds himself famished.)

    Now, she kinda doesn't want to leave. She swallows the thought down as she crosses her arms beneath her chest, adding a waffling sort of: ]


    Uh.. Outside??

    [ Duh. Of course 'outside'. Smooth. ]

    I guess.. I can take you to where I live? Highstorm kinda has its own.. Charm.
    grunehexin: (THE HORROR)

    [personal profile] grunehexin 2023-03-17 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
    [Sieglinde is so used to being tended by others, her hair fixed and her gowns fit over her head, that she almost doesn't register being fussed over. She just moves a little to accommodate it, likewise by instinct, woodenly lifting her arms here and there, but-]

    Did you see the same... the same dream?

    [She's still winded, the shock of her rebirth rattling around in her head, but she's growing more alert, her pulse evening, her pupils dilating.]

    With the darkness... swallowing everything around you... ?
    uproared: (living in a constant cycle of revenge)

    [personal profile] uproared 2023-03-17 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
    Hell no! But I bet you wanna be treated like a princess, you prissy little—

    [ Mordred's headbutted enemies before, but only with the protection of her helmet. Being hit unexpectedly makes her reel, and though she manages to shove Rin off with her newly-freed hands, all she can do afterward is roll onto her side and rub at her head while groaning. ]

    How the hell... is your head... so freakin' thick...
    gravings: (035b)

    [personal profile] gravings 2023-03-17 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Feeling the girl's presence at her back, Gray mentally anchors herself. If she knows she won't have to worry about the other girl drawing more trouble, it frees Gray to concentrate on the trouble in front of her. With the monster already heavily injured, it doesn't take much more to dispatch of it. Gray sidesteps another attack and takes advantage of the opening it creates to slice through the thing completely, a clean strike that turns it to halves.

    With the fight over, Gray straightens and looks over to the other girl. Her grim focus gives way to open curiosity and concern. What sort of person is wandering the wilds of Alenroux without a means to defend herself? ]


    Um... Are you alright?

    [ Her voice is soft and polite despite the surgical violence of seconds past. ]
    subsist: (pic#15697834)

    [personal profile] subsist 2023-03-17 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Kaeya wasn't really joking when he said that a lot has happened. Trying to summarize all that has come to past in the time he spent at both Horos and Kenos is almost an impossible task, and so he has no idea how to proceed when Diluc finally asks him how long it's been. The question itself, at surface value, is simple enough — a simple number and nothing more — and yet trying to explain everything else in between is what makes it more complicated than it really is.

    So he starts with the easier topic first: ]


    ... I'm not entirely certain if my clothes will fit you, but I'm sure I'll find something that works.

    [ Diluc seems so different compared to the last time he saw him. Then again, it has been a long while since he last saw the man. ]

    And— it's been almost a year, since I was whisked away from Teyvat.

    [ It truly has been year of unfortunate events piling up one after another with little to no real break in between. Kaeya has no idea how he managed to keep himself standing, but thinking about what Diluc would have done in certain moments helped more than the man himself will ever know.

    (Because deep down, he know that Diluc would have kept going no matter what.) ]


    You must have a lot of questions. I'll do my best to answer all of them.

    [ That's all he really has to say until they get to his place. It's not much further, and soon enough, Kaeya is unlocking the door to his house near the Fields of Fantasia. The house is nothing to really write about; barely finished, only the necessities. Diluc might see a pot of beautiful blue flowers in the living room, but that's about it as far as striking decor. ]