Aɴᴜɴɢ ᴜɴ Rᴀᴍᴀ ♕ Hᴇʟʟʙᴏʏ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
histruename) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
tushanshu_logs2014-06-20 02:23 am
histruename) wrote in tushanshu_logs2014-06-20 02:23 am
Entry tags:
The Times, They Are a-Changin'
Characters: Hellboy and OPEN!
Date: June 9th - 14th
Location: All over Keeliai
Situation: Hellboy reclaims his bearings
After his short trip through the city, still damp from the basin he'd been summoned from, there was no denying things have changed. There’s a palpable darkness hanging over Keeliai, a new wariness in the eyes of its people, a shadow cast by the blackened palace looming on its horizon. Cultists hiss and scream with their signs and weapons on street corners. Others scurry past like scared animals, head down, looking at no one.
Less than a year ago, Keeliai was a different place, but they had known what was coming. Evandau had warned him of the ancient force of evil they’d been brought here to fight. And back then, Hellboy had offered to go find it, to do everything he could to stop it. But things are rarely that easy.
Evandau had said that the thing had to come to them, that they had to sit and wait with their hands tied before they could even think to fight it. It pissed him off then, and it pisses him off even more now. Because this is the end result, and innocent people are paying for it in blood.
He’s lost too much time. It’s time to get back to work.
Soon as he gets his bearings, gets some much-needed rest and scopes out his new suite in Earth, Hellboy takes off into the city, wanders back to the old noodle shop in the Metal Sector he used to frequent. The shop’s still there, and so is the old man who runs it. Business is bad, and most of the kedan have been relocated to the former Foreigner housing, but things like this just never change.
It's nice to have an anchor in this place, something familiar where lately, he hasn't been afforded that luxury. Keyun has always been nice to him. But now he's much more withered than before, his veined hands trembling over the hot bowls, spilling some of the broth.
Times are hard, and maybe there's still very little he can do to help. But in a small way, Hellboy's glad he's back, because these are people worth fighting for.
((Feel free to ambush Hellboy in the street, at the noodle shop, or even at the market perusing for charms and other odds and ends. He'll be looking for people to talk to about the happenings around Keeliai that he's missed, and will offer to pay for a meal or drinks to whoever's willing. I may put up some headers later for ease of use.))
Date: June 9th - 14th
Location: All over Keeliai
Situation: Hellboy reclaims his bearings
After his short trip through the city, still damp from the basin he'd been summoned from, there was no denying things have changed. There’s a palpable darkness hanging over Keeliai, a new wariness in the eyes of its people, a shadow cast by the blackened palace looming on its horizon. Cultists hiss and scream with their signs and weapons on street corners. Others scurry past like scared animals, head down, looking at no one.
Less than a year ago, Keeliai was a different place, but they had known what was coming. Evandau had warned him of the ancient force of evil they’d been brought here to fight. And back then, Hellboy had offered to go find it, to do everything he could to stop it. But things are rarely that easy.
Evandau had said that the thing had to come to them, that they had to sit and wait with their hands tied before they could even think to fight it. It pissed him off then, and it pisses him off even more now. Because this is the end result, and innocent people are paying for it in blood.
He’s lost too much time. It’s time to get back to work.
Soon as he gets his bearings, gets some much-needed rest and scopes out his new suite in Earth, Hellboy takes off into the city, wanders back to the old noodle shop in the Metal Sector he used to frequent. The shop’s still there, and so is the old man who runs it. Business is bad, and most of the kedan have been relocated to the former Foreigner housing, but things like this just never change.
It's nice to have an anchor in this place, something familiar where lately, he hasn't been afforded that luxury. Keyun has always been nice to him. But now he's much more withered than before, his veined hands trembling over the hot bowls, spilling some of the broth.
Times are hard, and maybe there's still very little he can do to help. But in a small way, Hellboy's glad he's back, because these are people worth fighting for.
((Feel free to ambush Hellboy in the street, at the noodle shop, or even at the market perusing for charms and other odds and ends. He'll be looking for people to talk to about the happenings around Keeliai that he's missed, and will offer to pay for a meal or drinks to whoever's willing. I may put up some headers later for ease of use.))
no subject
"The Emperor had a good reason to keep us out."
It's more of a statement than speculation - he and a small group of Foreigners saw firsthand what the kedan had been hiding down there. He doesn't know what became of their discoveries, but even with Eshai long dead and Evandau's focus shifted to the war, he isn't willing to speak of them in public.
no subject
Saying nothing, Hellboy orders himself another beer and drinks it in silence. If the kid wants to talk about it, he can. Though he understands keeping thing under wraps.
no subject
"What brought you down there?" he asks without looking up.
no subject
Leaning on the bartop, he turns the mostly-empty glass in his hand.
"A couple years back there was a rash of hauntings in the city. Keyun here gave me a call when one of them started possessing his oven. You should've seen it. Noodles everywhere."
He gestures vaguely with his huge stone hand, miming the scattering of enchanted noodles. It's the first time since it's so much as twitched from its spot rested on the bar. If there was any question that the thing was actually attached to him, they're probably answered now.
"And he hasn't left since!" Keyun adds from behind the kitchen wall.
"Hey, you had over a year," Hellboy rumbles good-naturedly. "You missed me. Now I'm just making up for lost time."
no subject
Leo's eyes go to the huge hand briefly, but don't rest for more than a second or two. Some kind of giant stone gauntlet? Weird, but he's seen weirder. Sounds like something Raph would love to get his hands on... he grimaces faintly at the thought of his brother punching holes in the wall with a stone fist.
When he processes Hellboy's comment, though, Leo turns and raises a slight, questioning eyeridge. A year is a lot of time to lose, no matter the context.