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tushanshu_logs2017-05-05 10:31 am
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I have hover jets, therefore I hover jet around my problems.
Characters: Gene, Jackie, Alex, Miles, Aly, and YOOOOUU!!
Date: All of May
Location: Keeliai et al
Situation: The lusty month of May~
Warnings/Rating: Will be added as necessary.
A. [Gene] | throughout Keeliai | throughout April | open
Well, here's something odd. As usual, Gene's looking pensive, but he's actually striking up chats with people. Maybe it's because of his role in the new Justice and Arbitration Guild, and maybe it's because he's trying to take over half the work from Bakura at the Dojo after he attacked that kedan. There are some dark circles under his eyes, but he appears to be in decent spirits.
B. [Jackie] | the Golden Koi | throughout May | open
Time to move! Yes, Jackie's moving out of the Hotel and into his own little place. There's an apartment above the Koi which is much more convenient...and it keeps him from having to walk home in the dark, which still bothers him. He knows that he's shown up after his death - what's to say Mr. Tong won't, too?
So he's moving his meager possessions and getting some basic furniture along with tending bar less frequently than he usually does. Come say hi!
C. [Alex] | Water Sector | throughout May | open
Alex may be part of the Foreigners Guild now, but that doesn't mean he's not involved with the city. On the contrary. He's more than willing to talk to the kedan, joke with them, and haggle. He spends a lot of time in the Water Sector; it reminds him of what he considers home, in a way. He'd spent a lot of time in the Far East, after all, and while Keeliai as a whole reminded him of it, the Water Sector did most of all.
He seems happy. This is weird.
D. [Miles] | throughout Keeliai | throughout May | open
Miles, in the meantime, is all business. Since his scary death machine had been activated because of the Dust contamination, he has a bone to pick with the cultists. Several bones, in fact. All 206 bones in the human body, or however many the kedan who're in the cult have at the time when he gets a hold of them.
Basically, while he doesn't really want to go full Walrider on them, he won't shed any tears if he does.
He's hunting around for clues, anything he can find, asking anyone who might know anything. Good job putting a target on your back, dummy. Stupid hamartia.
E. [Aly] | Metal Sector | throughout May | open
At least the Metal Sector is somewhat familiar. It reminds her of cities back home, almost, or Linali. She can almost pretend that she's Otherside instead of stuck here. Almost.
She's fidgeting with the ring on her hand, walking around and window-shopping. She's obviously quite new.
F. [Aly] | Earth Sector/Wood Sector | early May | open
Of course, there's more than one way to get the lay of the land, and that's from the air. Sort of. She can't transform into anything that flies, and she can't fly on her own, but she's taught herself how to parkour, sort of, and on a good day she can do a wuxia wire-leap that looks impossible. She just has to believe in herself hard enough.
If anyone's around at night, she can be seen walking and running around on the roofs of the Earth Sector, or climbing trees in the Wood Sector.
G. [Aly] | the Dreaming | May 6 | open
Though she's been here about a month, she doesn't like it here. She misses home. Home, not home. She misses the forest, she misses her dark and enormous trees, the way the crimson leaves carpet the ground and muffle every step, she misses the land spirit...
The land spirit.
It didn't work last time she tried, but she twirls her wrist and pulls.
She's yanked away, and...there she is. The forest. The wolf's forest. Her forest. Home.
"Sensei?" she calls out. There's no answer. "Sensei?"
That doesn't make sense. He's always here. He doesn't leave. He never leaves. It's his realm, it's his place. Why isn't he here?
She walks up to the big flat rock on one side of the clearing, what she thinks of as the plinth, where he usually is, and feels it for warmth. There's nothing. He's not here. He's gone. Something happened, and he's gone.
The stone feels different, too - unusual, dead. Like the land spirit's abandoned it, too. She casts about, but her line is gone. There's no connection. There's no land spirit. The simurgh is gone. They're all gone. They're gone, and she's alone.
She lies down on the rock - the dead rock, the cold rock, the lonely rock - and starts to cry.
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Date: All of May
Location: Keeliai et al
Situation: The lusty month of May~
Warnings/Rating: Will be added as necessary.
A. [Gene] | throughout Keeliai | throughout April | open
Well, here's something odd. As usual, Gene's looking pensive, but he's actually striking up chats with people. Maybe it's because of his role in the new Justice and Arbitration Guild, and maybe it's because he's trying to take over half the work from Bakura at the Dojo after he attacked that kedan. There are some dark circles under his eyes, but he appears to be in decent spirits.
B. [Jackie] | the Golden Koi | throughout May | open
Time to move! Yes, Jackie's moving out of the Hotel and into his own little place. There's an apartment above the Koi which is much more convenient...and it keeps him from having to walk home in the dark, which still bothers him. He knows that he's shown up after his death - what's to say Mr. Tong won't, too?
So he's moving his meager possessions and getting some basic furniture along with tending bar less frequently than he usually does. Come say hi!
C. [Alex] | Water Sector | throughout May | open
Alex may be part of the Foreigners Guild now, but that doesn't mean he's not involved with the city. On the contrary. He's more than willing to talk to the kedan, joke with them, and haggle. He spends a lot of time in the Water Sector; it reminds him of what he considers home, in a way. He'd spent a lot of time in the Far East, after all, and while Keeliai as a whole reminded him of it, the Water Sector did most of all.
He seems happy. This is weird.
D. [Miles] | throughout Keeliai | throughout May | open
Miles, in the meantime, is all business. Since his scary death machine had been activated because of the Dust contamination, he has a bone to pick with the cultists. Several bones, in fact. All 206 bones in the human body, or however many the kedan who're in the cult have at the time when he gets a hold of them.
Basically, while he doesn't really want to go full Walrider on them, he won't shed any tears if he does.
He's hunting around for clues, anything he can find, asking anyone who might know anything. Good job putting a target on your back, dummy. Stupid hamartia.
E. [Aly] | Metal Sector | throughout May | open
At least the Metal Sector is somewhat familiar. It reminds her of cities back home, almost, or Linali. She can almost pretend that she's Otherside instead of stuck here. Almost.
She's fidgeting with the ring on her hand, walking around and window-shopping. She's obviously quite new.
F. [Aly] | Earth Sector/Wood Sector | early May | open
Of course, there's more than one way to get the lay of the land, and that's from the air. Sort of. She can't transform into anything that flies, and she can't fly on her own, but she's taught herself how to parkour, sort of, and on a good day she can do a wuxia wire-leap that looks impossible. She just has to believe in herself hard enough.
If anyone's around at night, she can be seen walking and running around on the roofs of the Earth Sector, or climbing trees in the Wood Sector.
G. [Aly] | the Dreaming | May 6 | open
Though she's been here about a month, she doesn't like it here. She misses home. Home, not home. She misses the forest, she misses her dark and enormous trees, the way the crimson leaves carpet the ground and muffle every step, she misses the land spirit...
The land spirit.
It didn't work last time she tried, but she twirls her wrist and pulls.
She's yanked away, and...there she is. The forest. The wolf's forest. Her forest. Home.
"Sensei?" she calls out. There's no answer. "Sensei?"
That doesn't make sense. He's always here. He doesn't leave. He never leaves. It's his realm, it's his place. Why isn't he here?
She walks up to the big flat rock on one side of the clearing, what she thinks of as the plinth, where he usually is, and feels it for warmth. There's nothing. He's not here. He's gone. Something happened, and he's gone.
The stone feels different, too - unusual, dead. Like the land spirit's abandoned it, too. She casts about, but her line is gone. There's no connection. There's no land spirit. The simurgh is gone. They're all gone. They're gone, and she's alone.
She lies down on the rock - the dead rock, the cold rock, the lonely rock - and starts to cry.
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"Devin," he replies without reservation. "You've also called me Gerard Way and 'emo kid', neither of which I especially like." But if it jogs something in her head, so much the better.
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No magic. Nothing.
"Vampire," she says after a moment, still squinting.
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He glances at their surroundings before meeting her narrowed gaze again. This place doesn't have the feel of a random construction - it's too ordered to be any old dream.
"Where are we?"
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"Home," she says. "But I don't know anymore. It's wrong."
It tastes wrong, now. It's not pennies, like fae are nearby, but...it's not right.
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"That may be, in part, because this isn't entirely real," he offers, more gently than is his wont. "I don't belong here; that alone should tell you something about what you're seeing."
Namely that is isn't the home she knows, that it can't be. At least, he sincerely hopes not.
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She closes her eyes and sits down, putting her head in her hands. "This hurts," she says, and then, under her breath, "Get it together, Aly, get it together..."
She only realizes her mistake after the words have left her mouth. One, no names. Two...she's Keahi here. Not Aly.
Whoopsie doodles.
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"Alright, Aly or Keahi or whatever your name is." He doesn't really care. "Assume, for a moment, that this is real - something is rotten in the state of Denmark. Assume you can also fix it. What's your next move?"
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"I don't know, this..." She exhales and shakes her head, trying not to cry. "There are two people who might know what's going on, and I want to try and find sensei first." A fool's errand, it feels like, but maybe it's not. Maybe...
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Time for a push.
He moves closer, until he's practically standing over her. "Stop worrying about what you don't know." His tone isn't harsh, but there's an edge to it that wasn't there before. "If there are people who may have answers, then you need to stop wallowing, get up, and go find them," Devin orders, not offering her a hand. She can do this herself. "Otherwise you're going to be sitting here alone, moping. Nothing will get done. Nothing will be made right. Any pain you're feeling will be wasted."
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Then she shoves him. "Don't fucking tell me what to do," she growls. Her helplessness has been transmuted into stubborn aggression. "You don't know me. You don't know what this is, what this means."
Because if she can't find sensei here...that doesn't bode well.
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He hardly steps back when she pushes him, obstinately making it difficult to be moved. "I don't need to know. You can't fix anything by falling apart." Perhaps Devin is being too hard on her; from what he's learned, she's been through a lot, but she's still young. "Let it hurt, and then let it drive you - use your pain as a reminder of what you're fighting for. Or do you want to leave your home like this forever?"
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She pushes him again, even though he seems to be trying to make himself a statue. "You don't know how this...!"
He's such an idiot! Thinking he knows how everything works around here when he doesn't! That'll get him killed, see if it won't.
She turns around, takes a few steps away, and stands on her tiptoes. Then she does something odd - she begins to sniff the air.
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His expression is just shy of intrigued; Devin honestly has no idea what she's doing, but the fact that she's doing something, anything, is all he's after anyway.
The smell of Aly's drying blood is what his own senses pick up more than anything else - they're attuned to it - so he doesn't attempt to copy her. She knows this place far better than him.
"Are you part hunting dog?" Devin inquires, unaware of the irony of the question. He doesn't know what the extent of her abilities are, and whether they include enhanced senses or not.
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Sensei had said that if she needed, she could see with his eyes and smell with his nose and hear with his ears. She'd never needed to before, but...
"That way," she mutters, and takes off at a run.
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"What are you trying to find?" What's missing?
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And then when she sees what it is, she stops dead.
It's her cloak, her olive-drab cloak with the white fur ruff, hanging haphazardly from a tree branch. That's where the trail stops.
She reaches out to touch it, and the fur is cold under her hand. Her heart drops, and she doesn't know why.
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"And the mystery continues," Devin declares dryly. "Are we on a scavenger hunt?"
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She's missing something. Something happened and she doesn't know what it is.
She pulls the cloak down from the branch and buries her face in the fur ruff, inhaling. It still has that familiar, comforting fur smell, but that's...it.
That's all.
She squeezes her eyes shut, turning away from Devin, but he might be able to see a few tears slide down her face into the fur ruff.
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He doesn't know how to help her, or if he should. He lacks the experience to say the right thing, and would replace it only with something callous.
"You might find this easier to process if you were awake," Devin suggests at length.