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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
    oomfies: 𝑜𝑜𝓂𝒻𝒾𝑒𝓈 (💚 exclusive.)

    [personal profile] oomfies 2023-03-17 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ If he'd just let her poke at his brain she'd be able to tell him that a direction, in fact, won't be enough. Whatever mythical force saw this tree went ahead and made it a landmass separate from everything else (it's an island, they're unhelpfully on an island, he'd have to swim if she doesn't show him how to teleport). And the worst part is she can see that he sees that she's actively thinking about this, which, in turn, just makes her face warm a little more, because she really wants to help? She's just bad at it??? ]

    Noooo, no, I want to. I just — [ May get weird looks if she goes to Springstar if he wants to go there? Isn't sure if he's really about the ye olde magic aesthetic of Highstorm? War things???? She rubs at her temple, moreso at herself than him because now he's feeling weird. ] you'll get confused. Or lost. Or like really, really, tired if I don't!

    [ Lottie doesn't even sound like she's exaggerating by saying this — there's a nonchalant sort of assurance to her words. ]

    I'll take you there and give you directions.
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    [personal profile] vestments 2023-03-17 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
    ( marc would try and say that it's not that he doesn't want her poking his brain (he doesn't) but that it's for her own good (it is, kind of) because he doesn't know what she'd see, doesn't know how she'd react. she flushes, just a little, not enough to really be noticeable and marc notices it only subconsciously, certainly not enough to think anything of why.

    (he knows he's difficult.)

    she half-starts and half-finishes a couple of different replies, none of which sound particularly convincing, not at first, as if she's trying to pick and choose what he's most likely to believe. by the time she settles on 'confused', he doesn't disagree. he's already confused. he was confused before he'd even awoke in a not-so-shallow grave. lost — well, yeah. this isn't new york, and he's not sure he was there in the first place, before, but he's been lost in worse places. the desert, for one. died in worse ways — shot, stabbed, drowned. and as for being really, really tired?

    there's a laugh. he wouldn't know 'well-rested' if it punched him in the face.

    she sounds like she believes it though, and he closes his eyes.

    god fuck, he hates this. )


    —Yeah, fine, whatever. Lead the way. To Highstorm or— ( a twitch of a hand, ) wherever.
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    [personal profile] muchalucha 2023-03-17 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
    So serious…! [ She laughs with a little teasing in her voice, though it’s still very much warm and open ] If you think it’s thrilling, you should give it a try! Or at least come watch more, yes? I used to be a lot more practical too, but, well…

    [ She brings a hand to her face in a delicate, almost maidenly gesture, but… Her explanation doesn’t quite match that… ]

    Then I learned about lucha!! And, ay, it’s incredible! It’s all about putting on a show since it’s not really real fighting like trying to kill each other, but the drama! The skill! It’s so much fun! So, I think you should definitely at least see if you like it, since the luchadores definitely inspired me!

    [ Her passion is very real! But it’s also just flavored her particular fighting style, so. ]

    Mm, but other than using wrestling moves and just my body, I use a macuahuitl and chimalli! A sword and shield, essentially! But the Azteca versions are a little different than the ones that the Spanish brought!
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    [personal profile] dawnlord 2023-03-17 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Sometimes, goth finds goth! ]

    'Unfortunate'. What an interesting look into such an opinionated mind.

    [ With his face covered, all that there is to rely on to gauge his mood by is the sonorous quality of his voice, which does not rise nor fall with affect that would normally be found in any other individual. He speaks words that are intrigued, but his tonal quality is as even-keel as ever. Methodical, and efficient, even as he illuminates the back of her hand and the pretty, green Shard upon it with the violet light cast from his helm.

    His own Shard is, well. He is dressed head-to-toe for a reason, and does not seem likely to divulge that information immediately. ]


    Though I am pleased to hear that you think me an established member of this world, I must inform you that I am as fresh an arrival as you. The library is one of the matters at the top of my list, however, and I will admit — having come from Springstar's informational, I was able to learn that there is a district known as Akadimaïkós that is full of informational tomes. Highstorm's equivalent is on my radar, so if you find out before I do — well, perhaps we would go together.

    [ He offers his hand to her, polite and distinguished. ]

    How old are you, young miss?
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    [personal profile] dawnlord 2023-03-17 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    Of course. Simply adorable in functionality and design. [ It's a compliment of the highest order!

    That he is permitted to see Sebastian's curious biology once more is of great interest to him, because this time he is able to witness the change of structure — from cloth glove and the suggestion of flesh-and-bone below, to the off-putting and unique appearance he witnessed but moments before. As he steps towards Sebastian, driven and relentless, his armor rattles softly and his hands curve towards the presented limb. He pauses, only briefly, as if to give the other room to deny him, before taking the liberty to support Sebastian's elbow in the flat of one palm and examine him with the other.

    When engaged, he is deathly silent.

    Rather than speak, he catalogues and comprehends. His fingers tap briefly upon the surface ( firm, an exoskeleton? ), before smoothing his thumb along to test the texture, finding the catch against the familiar material of his own gloves, his head tipping from side to side. The violet light from his helm casts rich shadows where it touches, and Bondrewd shifts the questing hand to the ends of Sebastian's claws, pressing the pad of one of his fingers to it until

    slice,

    cleanly through the material of his glove. The vague scent of blood wells up immediately following it, staining the tidy edges of his glove, and he rubs his thumb across the gap and nods. Something confirmed. Heedless of his injury, he urges Sebastian to bend his wrist backwards, thumbing across the palm and methodically testing the flexibility and rotation of wrist, of knuckles — each in kind. At one point, he even grips Sebastian's hand in the facsimile of a handshake, squeezing down with higher-than-average strength of his own. Relinquishing with a faint oh, when he discerns whatever he's investigating. ]


    — that is understandable. The nature of the Abyss demands that those who venture into it be possessed of greater curiosities than they are fear, and so you will not find me someone who is daunted by new things, however strange or 'disagreeable' others find them.

    [ He slips his hands away from Sebastian's person, with great reluctance. ]

    You mentioned you came from a place similar to the Abyss. Is your body's structure that of predator, or prey?
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    [personal profile] hauntedking 2023-03-17 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Dimitri swings his lance upright and bends down to offer Link a hand up. ]

    Well-done, for the first round. The issue of reach can be difficult.
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    [personal profile] oomfies 2023-03-17 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Uh.. Is that a good laugh or a bad laugh? Lottie actively wonders about this even as he agrees to follow her. And then there's that twitch of his hand and she thinks eesh, tough crowd. First he wants to go, now he wants to go but with a little more resigned zest. Is he really that bothered he couldn't go somewhere by himself?

    (No, Lottie, it's everything else about this situation, actually, that is probably bothering him.) ]


    Cool. Alright.

    [ She's one second shy of saying awesome before she reels herself in and turns to get the trek started. They pass both their poor, third wheeling, recently wakened friend and the dog-wolf in the corner (said dog-wolf stares intently at Marc, then at Lottie — who is.. 'Discretely' pointing at the ground, evidently saying: stay).

    Luckily for them, everyone else buried in the ground is still asleep — no fingers creeping up to the surface, or mounds of dirt shifting to and fro. Weaving past them becomes easier that way, especially when they become few and far between the further they get from the tree, itself. It's after they pass an open hole, probably left over from the last time fresh faces arrived, that she turns to him. ]


    So.. Marc, what were you doing before this?
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    [personal profile] bakedapple 2023-03-17 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Link accepts the outstretched hand, and with a grunt of exertion, he pulls himself back up to his feet, leaving the training sword in the grass. That bout was short but decisive. Still slightly out of breath, he props his hands above his knees and looks up at Dimitri. ]

    You're fast. I'm impressed. [ He smiles a grimacing, embarrassed sort of a smile and wipes his forehead with the back of one hand. ] I've fought plenty of monsters wielding spears and polearms, but people...

    [ Well. He's probably fought people wielding spears before too. He just doesn't remember it. ]
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    [personal profile] vestments 2023-03-17 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
    ( he doesn't say anything else before following her, though he's a little surprised when they come back across the wolf-dog and the other — person, and there's a second where marc almost asks if they should be travelling as a group because why not? but lottie apparently makes the decision that no, they should not, and then—

    —then she asks him what he was doing before.

    it's a normal question that normal people ask each other, he reminds himself. a way to make conversation and it should be an easy question to answer, but it's not. he's quiet for long enough that she might think he's ignoring the question before finally, surprisingly softly in that accent of his— )
    I was looking for an Egyptian god.

    ( he settles on the truth because he doesn't think he'd be able to pull together a meaningful, believable enough lie to make it work. he doesn't know enough about any of what steven does to crib off his whole investment-business-movie producing whatever schtick, and jake? he's in a fucking three-piece suit, there's not a cabbie on earth that'd be caught wearing what he is.

    he settles on the truth because she can decide if she wants to believe it or if she thinks he's pulling something preposterous out of his ass just to see how she'll react. it's not all there was to it — there's the part of him that's not really sure, that remembers all of it and remembers not knowing if any of it, like this, was real. )
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    [personal profile] oomfies 2023-03-17 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ If he had said that to a fresh faced Lottie, pre-everything, she'd probably give him the stink eye and think: wow, okay, somebody's special! Or weird. Both. But now, all Lottie does is give a contemplative sort of hum. It's just as soft as the way he airs out the truth to her, and a little louder than the way the dirt crinkles beneath their shoes.

    If demons (Sebastian, she is really just talking about Sebastian, here) exist — and are nice and polite and make her snacks and tea whenever she wants — then gods existing in the same place as humans isn't that weird? It makes sense, in the wildest of ways. And it's with that type of logic that she finally answers with a curious: ]


    How'd you lose him? [ A beat. ] Or her? ..Them??
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    [personal profile] vestments 2023-03-17 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
    ( is marc talking about khonshu or is he talking about anput? or seth? marc's not really sure, it could be any of them or it could be none of them. she takes it literally rather than metaphorically, which would've been a perfectly valid way of taking it too. khonshu was the sort of god that answered only when it suited him, which was still countless more times than how often God had answered him.

    she accepts it without question, which is — it's something, actually, and marc's not really sure what. it's a surprise, even despite everything because there hadn't been that many people that'd believed him before, even with everything that happened in the world with other gods and superheroes and everything in between. it's different, apparently, if no-one else could see or hear the god giving you instructions. )


    Gods aren't the sort of beings you lose. Faith is. ( he answers without answering the question. he hadn't lost anyone, he was just searching for them. there's a difference. )
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    [personal profile] hauntedking 2023-03-17 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
    It's more that I'd feel a little out of place. I train, I suppose, but I don't typically fight for entertainment...

    [ Although... to blow off some steam? Maybe. He glances down at the fight with a curious glance, as if he's considering her words. There might be a bit of wisdom to them. ]

    I cannot say I have ever heard of "lucha", though. From your words it sounds a bit like... not exactly play fighting, but some sort of mock battle. Could you speak more on it?

    [ He can get into personal fighting style later - sword and shield certainly sounds familiar. ]
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    [personal profile] hauntedking 2023-03-17 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
    All the more reason to keep practicing, isn't it?

    [ Dimitri seems to be in good spirits about the whole thing. ]

    I'd be happy to keep training with you. Although as I said, most of my fighting is done with a lance, less so a sword.
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    [personal profile] oomfies 2023-03-17 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ She scratches at her cheek, completely oblivious to all that is going through Marc's head, at her easy acceptance of something very strange, in favor of her own. It starts something like: oh. Boo. That's less interesting than she was hoping for. His words are still interesting enough for her to try and mull over a reply, because Marc is surprisingly good at giving non-answers. Replies that don't really help her with much of anything.

    Replies that actually force her to think, and she does exactly that, her pace reflecting the switch in attention. ]


    I guess..

    [ Because he's not wrong.. Technically. She doesn't know anything about gods, or god, doesn't care about religion in any capacity, so who is she to argue? ]

    So why were you looking, then? Did you need something?
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    [personal profile] cutlery 2023-03-17 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ He’s still a bit stuck on the choice of word, but it’s at least just general bafflement more than pride…

    Once Bondrewd begins his examination it’s easy to let go, since in a way, Sebastian is just as curious. Being studied is something new. There have been humans in his existence that have been interested in him, certainly, but it tended towards the more philosophical than scientific. He held sought after answers for the divine, for mortality, for death itself, so he was almost more like a concept made real than a living thing in their eyes as well as being closer to how he thought of himself. It’s therefore unusual to be treated so.

    It's also not as if he’s uninterested in whatever insight Bondrewd might give. He has a deep appreciation for mortal discoveries and creativity, and he’s enthusiastically followed the advancements of biologists and anatomists as they discovered more about their own forms. For each little detail about the human body that was discovered, it was something Sebastian had to endeavor to understand, for he needed to recreate it when in his form. So, what would they say of him? Is there even anything to be said? His existence is so far outside the possibilities of mortality that he doesn’t know.

    …Though, it does also make the process of examination somewhat inscrutable. By the time Bondrewd draws his own blood (a good thing to know that he has it), Sebastian’s head cants to the side lightly, almost bird-like in how he expresses curiosity. As Bondrewd draws away, Sebastian flexes his hand lightly in response. He’s strong (also good to know), but he’s also not quite sure what it was meant to pick out. ]


    Predator. [ The response is at least immediate. There’s absolutely no question of it whatsoever, and he says it with the smoothness of certainty rather than an arrogance of ego. ] Apex, if you were to be more particular about it.

    [ He makes a thoughtful noise as he considers his answer, or rather, how much of it to give. He decides to simply stick to what is already fairly obvious. ]

    Though I shall note that I am not restricted to form in the slightest. It is a matter of convenience to take on a human appearance. My realm was one very much separate from humanity, so when I would visit their world, it was best to blend in. It would have caused quite the commotion to appear anything but…

    [ Well. Not completely true, since there are some limitations, but those are ones he feels imposed by Kenos and therefore don’t “count” in this explanation. It also feels strange to talk about so… without preconception. It has him abandoning the usual build-up he might give the information, but it also feels like it might not be necessary regardless. ]

    …Though it feels as if I am stepping around simply saying it. I know not all that come to Kenos are, but my kind do tend to be rather consistent as at least concepts across the worlds. So, to be simple about it as it may help the explanation, I am a demon.
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    [personal profile] bakedapple 2023-03-17 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
    Mm.

    [ Although the little noise is made in agreement, Link glances away, still a bit stuck on his disatisfaction with how he held up against him. Yes — all the more reason to keep practicing, as Dimitri put it. ]

    ...No. I need the practice. I have to be able to hold my own, even at a disadvantage.

    [ He picks up his sword and looks up at Dimitri again thoughtfully. ] ...what would you have me know about facing down a spear?
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    [personal profile] diversionist 2023-03-18 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
    [ this is not the first time he's borrowed her certainty. her faith. on scarif, she had believed that someone was listening. here, she believes that they can figure it out. now, as then, he finds that he believes in her more than anything else.

    cassian doesn't immediately move in response to her touch at his face, but he softens palpably: in his eyes, in his expression. he isn't a child, to believe that everything will be alright because she said so, but she does make it — easier to believe. easier to keep going, to this uncertain end before them. so he raises his free hand and clasps it loosely around her wrist, without taking his eyes off her.

    and then he says, hushed, ]


    Okay. Okay.
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    [personal profile] fireballer 2023-03-18 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
    [he feels the sentiment, grandpa. perhaps not to the same extent as zhongli, considering he hasn't been alive for thousands of years and doesn't watch over mondstadt like zhongli watched over liyue. but he knows none of this, and thinks instead that they are cut from the same cloth. just really missing home.]

    Yes, it's not everyday that you're told your beloved nation is gone.

    [he takes the glass, swirling it as he looks down at the dark liquid as he considers his options. his choices.]

    Hope is not nearly enough... I must grab our future by the reins and lead it to a brighter place.

    [sorry he's dramatic.]

    I believe Meridian to be the best choice in that regard. But no organization is without its faults. I came here to discover where exactly those faults lie.
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    [personal profile] fireballer 2023-03-18 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
    [he seems awful hostile for just scoping out the situation, but perhaps that's just this man's nature. diluc has certainly met people who were just simply hostile by nature. still, he doesn't let his guard down even a little because he only acknowledges that the excuse is plausible, not that it's the whole truth.

    he crosses his arms over his chest.]


    A recruiter, then. [the opposite of what diluc wants. but maybe he can still glean interesting information. not that he's gotten any so far.]

    They should hire someone else, because you've yet to give your pitch.
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    [personal profile] fireballer 2023-03-18 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
    [diluc's eyes narrow, wondering if this man and kaeya really are what he says they are. but he knows kaeya, and kaeya would not have disclosed such information to someone he wasn't very close to, and the information is too specific for this man to have just guessed it.

    he sighs, gripping his glass a bit more tightly, frustrated at himself for not speaking with kaeya much, much earlier. he supposes some of it was that they didn't get along. they'd become two completely different people. seemingly. it was only when diluc arrived to a sobbing kaeya that he realized kaeya was just the same as ever, just pretending to be someone else.]


    Not that it's any of your business- [he flicks his gaze to meet amos'.] -but he is the only family I have left. And I would do anything for family.

    [they may not be related by blood, and diluc may not consider kaeya his brother proper, but kaeya is his sworn brother, and that in itself is special. a different kind of important but no lesser than actual blood family. and he curses himself for allowing kaeya to think otherwise.

    he just thought that like, protecting him from stuff was good enough??? and protecting his health from drinking too much?]
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    [personal profile] fireballer 2023-03-18 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
    Oh? One might say that makes someone a terrible soldier.

    [there's actually a touch of humor in his tone as he crosses his arms, looking around their surroundings at whatever the meridian soldiers are keeping secret.]

    But for myself, I am grateful. You do not seem very enthused about this occupation.
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    [personal profile] hauntedking 2023-03-18 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
    That's an interesting question...

    [ He looks thoughtful, fingers tapping against the haft of the weapon as he considers. ]

    In a one-on-one situation, it's a little hard for someone with a sword. The best way to is get inside their guard and striking zone, although if they have space they can keep retreating. So... in that case you want to force them into an area where they can't maneuver and then get inside their reach.
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    [personal profile] hauntedking 2023-03-18 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
    I... consider it necessary, in order to make sure people can eat. But I don't know if it's wise to enflame tensions like this.

    [ He shakes his head. ]

    Although this started long before any of our own arrivals.
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    [personal profile] subsist 2023-03-18 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
    Kaeya Alberich.

    [ That comes with a friendly smile attached. ]

    Who might you be?
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    [personal profile] gravings 2023-03-18 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Gray carefully takes the bottle, gives the opening a sniff, and feels a sudden deluge of doubt at the assault of the alcohol on her baby nose. She can't really discern a particular aroma, just a burning otherness, but it's a bit too late now to hand the bottle back. Maybe it's something that has to be tasted rather than smelled...

    Gray gingerly brings the bottle to her mouth, tips it ever so carefully so that she can get the baaaarest of sips

    and predictably spittakes in a graceless spray of alcohol. Blessedly, she manages to lower the bottle quickly enough to not spoil the batch. Her expression is confused and betrayed as if she'd been tricked into licking a boot. ]