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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.
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.
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.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.
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.
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.
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.
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:
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:
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.
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.
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.
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: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.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.
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
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Gavial | Arknights
ii. Springstar - Would you perchance like to rumble?
iii. Highstorm - Garden
strollbrawl(?)iv. wildcard
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[ he sounds like he's considering a suggestion instead of answering a question, but after a beat, he responds like he's actually present. ]
A distraction would make it a lot easier to get in there, after all.
[ john harmonised with the meridian as soon as he had the chance because wandering around here all squishy and powerless just wasn't an acceptable option for him. the unfortunate consequence of this is that now he's not allowed to go in, and look at their fancy(?) plants; it's not worth starting trouble over himself, but he wouldn't squander an opportunity if it presented itself.
he finally takes a good look at who he's talking to, brows lifting in a way that really emphasises the silent question in his expression. they don't have crocodile people where he's from, but he's in no position to judge anyone else's look with his eerie black-on-black eyes. ]
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[Gavial’s brows furrow just slightly as she watches the argument continue, clearly having not given that angle much thought until now. While she is still unharmonized, she hadn’t really made an attempt to get into any of the greenhouses herself, though she didn’t miss the slightly wary gazes of the other greenskeepers on her when she first entered the gardens. She just figured it was because she, admittedly, looks like trouble.
Her attention fixes back onto the stranger she’s engaged with, and there’s a very curious expression of her own alighting her features for just a moment at the sight of those peculiar eyes.]
Why? What’s in there that’s got everyone in a tizzy?
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[ so mostly he's just nosy, but john understands the value of secrets. if yima and the zenith are his competition now, he better start learning things. ]
I'm trying to get to the bottom of this Blight business if it makes you feel better.
[ it seemed an ideal problem for his skill set, even as he hates to admit he still enjoys the research even after all this time. ]
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…Been meaning to dig into that a little myself, actually.
[A debilitating disease that seemed to be continually spreading? How could she not gravitate toward that, considering the work she’s poured herself into over the last few years? The last thing they need is to see it spreading to people; she knows all too well what could happen to those unlucky enough to get infected with something everyone looked at with fear.]
Maybe it is worth poking around in there… [Tone thoughtful, and certainly more serious than her initial quip had been.] Even if it’s nothing but more plants, it could at least give us a decent baseline for comparison, right?
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I can certainly take you there, but... I'm afraid I'm not much for fighting in the coliseum.
[ A beat. ] Well, not unless they allow for magic duels, but those do get rather dangerous for the crowds. Perhaps I could watch you fight, instead?
[ A quirk of her lips into a smile, a friendly one -- almost flirty. ]
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[She’s beaming a reflection of that smile right back at her, an excited glint in her eyes at her own boastfulness. She supposes that the woman’s answer makes a lot of sense—she doesn’t have the build of a brawler like Gavial does, but there is something subtly powerful about her. Maybe that’d been why Gavial had singled her out over any of the other passersby.]
Fighting with magic, though, huh? That’s not so much in my wheelhouse, but I bet it makes for one hell of a spectacle.
[She’d learned enough through her crash course in things over the past couple of days that she knew being unharmonized meant Arts were off the table for her for now. Even then, the only Arts she’d ever taken a shine to were the sort for healing, not fighting. She left that to her fists.]
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[ She asked, but it was an idle tone, like she was musing out loud. Her eyes flicked down the way, but with a gesture, she indicated the way that Gavial had wanted to go. No reason they couldn't walk and talk, right? ]
But! I know for a fact that there are several who can challenge you in the coliseum that may draw better competition for you than... little old me. [ Please, Akua. She doesn't say it, but she could probably fight just fine physically. She's been trained in a number of martial arts, but no need to let that cat out of the bag unless absolutely necessary. Akua wants to be underestimated, after all. ]
Then I could even get to watch you. I've seen many a fight that was a spectacle itself.
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[A plainly curious question, asked with a grin and a tilt of her head as she begins walking in the indicated direction. If she’s seen her share of fights it could mean she’s an avid spectator… or that she’s led a very action-filled life. Either one would be an intriguing little insight to this stranger.]
I mean, it sure sounds like my kind of place, so I can’t wait to see what they’ve got to offer, magic or no magic.
[Both in how they run things there and in what sorts of challengers might be awaiting her.]
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iii ❖ Gavial ♥ I only played AK for roughly 2 minutes but her character design is peak
More importantly perhaps was that the strain has risen between the factions no matter where one went in the last few weeks. Certainly the whole contest in the Scorching Isles had been a factor along with the recent tension over Manon. And ah, it doesn't look like that would cool down anytime soon. The greenhouses in particular seemed to be a particular point of aggregation. And while normally Zhongli would walk past as the scene is still civil--- Gavial (a brand new face at least to him) catches his attention. ]
Bet?
[ Zhongli pats his pockets - yep, not a coin of currency on his person as is his usual. So what to bet? What to bet?
A-ha! ]
I will take that gamble and offer a cup of the Greenwood Yards finest tea for all to come to a peaceful but unsatisfying conclusion.
[ How is he going to pay for that? Surely that will work itself out later! ]
it really is soo good
The finest tea, huh? [She laughs.] Alright, I’ll match that bet.
[Does Gavial have any money either? Had she thought through the logistics of this before leaping right into placing wagers with strangers? Look, don’t worry about it! It’s fiiine.]
They’re totally gonna fight, though. I mean, just look at them!
[The Meri in the argumentative trio is gesturing very enthusiastically (angrily) at the greenhouse doors, much to the greenskeepers’ obvious displeasure.]
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What you say is not untrue.
[ One of the greenskeepers raise their voices - a strict "Off-limits" heard at even this distance, which is met by a rude gesture from one of the Meridian. The voices raise further to an intelligible chorus until one greenskeeper raises a hand and sword in a warning gesture, though they do not yet strike. ]
Ah, I fear I may have miscalculated on this one---
[ Oh dear. Perhaps he was still being overly optimistic about the relations between the two factions, thinking that maybe this would return to being more civil with new Shard-Bearers appearing in the city. What a difference between this and his own reception. ]
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Look, I know how to call these things. If they’ve got this much of an issue with each other, a healthy little tussle’s the best way to solve it.
[Does she mean that genuinely or does she just want to win this silly bet? Okay, probably both—Gavial clearly has a skewed idea of what constitutes proper problem solving.
The sight of that raised sword does seem to give the Meridian agitator a moment of pause, going so far as to get them to take a few steps backward. Annnnd then they’re reaching down to the ground to grab what looks like a loose stone. Oh dear.]
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[ he laughs a little awkwardly as he straightens back up ... oh, he's pretty tall, actually, and that prosthetic arm might be unexpected for a guy like him, but gavial will also notice that he seems about 90% awkward gangly limbs and big red coat. ]
I'm afraid I don't ... um, know the way around myself just yet, either ... Sorry.
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Ah, sorry about that.
[At the very least she could apologize for almost knocking the poor guy over. Gavial crosses her arms as he straightens back up, giving him a quick looking over with with a very curious—but not unfriendly—expression.]
Guess that means you’re new around here too? This place sure is a lot to take in, isn't it?
[Like the fact that a city this big is stationary, for starters.]
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No, it's okay! It's my fault, actually ... [ she's the one who nearly knocked you down and you're apologising for it? ]
Yeah, I just got here. It's beautiful ...
[ he sounds sort of wistful and a little sad as he looks around them, seeing all the people and the buildings, and just so much of everything. ]
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She is very purposefully keeping her attention directly on him even as he tries to avoid her gaze, though when he takes a more deliberate look around at their surroundings, she does give in and follow suit. The place really is a wonder to look at, and the bustling of the streets and those eternally sunny skies do hold a certain kind of appeal for her.]
Sure is. Real easy to get turned around in these streets, though. Wish their little welcoming party for us had come with a map or something.]
[Has she even tried asking for a map? No, but that’s not the point,,]
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iii. garden brawl
There is a time and place for all bloodshed, but not around things that are still attempting to grow and change.
However, he twists around when he hears a familiar voice. His eyes widen at seeing Gavial. It is like they're back at Rhodes Island; though, she has been the one in the past to break up fights in the greenhouse that he almost started. His expression mellows out as he tips his head -- first in greeting. ]
I'd say that it's pretty high. Though, I don't think they'd like the trouble that'll come next once they do.
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Guess they’ll be getting more than they bargained for with bystanders like us around, huh?
[She laughs, and her expression then adopts a grin that sits somewhere between pleased and relieved. Forget all about that commotion for a minute.]
But damn, I gotta say it’s good to see a familiar face around here.
[Because as big and populated as these cities seem to be, there is a certain loneliness inherent in knowing no one. It’s not like she hasn’t reckoned with that before, but an echo of her early mercenary days is maybe not something she wants a repeat of.]
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[ He says but reaches his hand out to give the plant he's caring for a few gentle strokes of the leaves. ]
Ernesto is also around here somewhere. [ Surrounded by plants, he always is a little bit calmer than he normally is. Of course, he soon is frowning and glancing toward those that would disrupt the sanctuary. ]
It's good to see familiar faces... it means the world to me if we come to kill each other in the future. The faces I see here are still foreign to me, so I am looking forward to looking at someone I know. [ Which is to say: "Hi, Gavial. It's nice that you're here. Not too much bloodshed's been going on, but if it does, looking forward to being your enemy if it comes to that -- no hard feelings." ]
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She sighs, and that pleased expression of hers turns toward something slightly bemused.]
Well, I see you haven’t changed a bit.
[Look, Gavial loves a good fight too, but damn if he isn’t always so intense about it. She half wonders if he gave that same warning(?)/greeting(??) to Ernesto too.]
Figures I’d find you hanging out in a place like this. Either that or a battlefield, but things around here with these factions aren’t looking that crazy.
[Though there are plenty of indicators that things might be taking that sort of turn. Case in point: the shouting over at the greenhouse seems to pick up for a moment.]
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ii-ish?
Definitely nothing that would tip anyone off to the fact that somehow in this bizarre end of the world scenario, that one of the multitudes of people that worked for the same company as her managed to eke through the abyss and live another day.
One person from his world showing up previously also hasn't been enough to have Ernesto keeping an eye out for fellow operators, but when that hand lands on his shoulder and he turns to look at the woman behind him, he goes still for a moment.
Without being an infected himself, Ernesto doesn't have the same level of rigor or regularity in his medical examines, but it's hard not to immediately recognize part of the medical staff of Rhodes Island, even if he's blinking in owlish confusion at her for a few seconds. ]
Miss Gavial?
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The sheer diversity of the people around this place does feel a bit like being back on Terra, she admits. So when the person she’s grabbed turns around and reveals a familiar face from back at Rhodes Island, it almost feels like it was probably something inevitable.
(Okay, so what if it’s actually pretty improbable odds? With the way things are going around here, nothing seems too far-fetched.)]
Nothing gets past you, huh?
[She flashes him a grin paired with another friendly pat on the shoulder, hardly seeming at all fazed by his evident confusion, before she takes a slight step back.]
Fancy running into each other in a place like this.
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It's deeply relieving in a way that's both hard to articulate, and far too open and honest for a guy like Ernesto to ever voice out loud anyway.
There's something bemused fading to amusement in his own smile as he takes in how well she seems to be reacting to all of this. ]
I can't say it's every day I see another member of Rhodes Island around here.
[ He tucks hands into his pocket, affecting a more casual air about him as he gives her a considering look. ]
How long has it been since you arrived?
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She’ll deal with what comes next when it comes.
With a casual hand on her hip and a slight tilt of her head, she considers his question, as if it’s something that needs a lot of consideration.]
Pretty much just got here. Been a good few days at least, though.
[There’s an appraising look of her own leveled his way.]
Actually ran into Flamebringer over in that other city, so I guess I’m two-for-two when it comes to finding wayward Rhodes Islanders. Sounds like you guys have been running around here a lot longer than me, huh?
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