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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2014-12-07 07:23 pm

[EVENT] A NEW WORLD ORDER

Characters: ALL!
Date: December 8, 2015 (with some starters for the following weeks)
Location: Keeliai, the Midnight Hotel, others
Situation: The Foreigners have awakened.
Warnings/Rating: Add warnings as needed.

They've been in the Dreaming for so long that when they wake up their bodies feel more like automatons, alien and ill-fitting. They haven’t atrophied, thanks to Milyn, but they’re stiff and a little bedsore, and the solidity of the Life Plane is jarring. Here, the surroundings don’t move on a whim. Here the world is more stable, almost harsh and unyielding in spite of the homey surrounds.

It’s been a year, says the clock on the mantle and on the second floor. Says Milyn, too, when she’s able to stop hugging them long enough to speak.

Nothing much has changed in the Midnight Hotel. There are dishes out of place, objects belonging to either Milyn or Eva in evidence, the diorama exactly where it had been but now brightly-painted thanks to Milyn's boredom. Milyn and Eva took a room each, in the time the Foreigners were sleeping, though neither used them much.

Eva’s upstairs, Milyn will tell anyone who asks. In her room.

Eva hasn't left that room in three days. She hasn't spoken in three days, either, or walked, or moved, or breathed. Her effects are neatly arranged around her bed, and the sheet has been pulled up. There is heavy incense in the room and Milyn has managed to preserve the body enough to remove the risk of too much mess (and other things). In a way, that makes it worse: as though Eva is sleeping. It’s difficult to tell whether Milyn is in denial or whether spending three days with no one to talk to other than sleeping Foreigners and a corpse has had its influence.



LINKS
Dreaming log | Foreigner's Awakening (Hotel) | Milyn’s Relief | Exploring Keeliai | Old & New Faces (Canon Updates/New Arrivals) | OOC: State of the Shell
akito: akito (pic#6629312)

[personal profile] akito 2014-12-26 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
While Akito loathed the thought of having any of Malicant's presence or influence left, he also wishes he could still Waterbend - it made him feel useful. Like he could help instead of hurt. There's a part of him that feels empty and disconnected now that he can't sense the water around him like he used to.

He cringes at the touch, but doesn't pull away. "I don't want to be here. I want to go back." Back to the Dreaming. Back Home. He doesn't care, as long as it's not here.
oceanblue: (well...I guess...)

[personal profile] oceanblue 2014-12-27 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
At the cringe, she slowly draws her hand back and shakes her head with a soft sigh. "I know... I think a lot of us are feeling that way." She draws both hands back now and puts them in her lap. "It's been a year, Akito."
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[personal profile] akito 2014-12-27 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
A nod. Akito had figured as much. The only explanation for how his body feels right now would be if he had aged. "My voice changed," he says, voice maybe cracking a bit from a mixture of disuse and its change.
oceanblue: (waking someone up)

[personal profile] oceanblue 2015-01-03 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
She nodded and offered another gentle smile. "Your hair is longer, too," she added, grinning. "Can you sit up? You'll have to be careful..."
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[personal profile] akito 2015-01-03 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
He can sit up easily enough, though his joints pop audibly enough that it startles him. "...Maybe I'll keep my hair this way for the colder season."