fracturarpg | [mingle] the space (april).

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( WELCOME BACK, TRAVELERS. )

There's nothing but the clatter of train tracks, and the odd feeling of almost floating.

When you wake, it's hard to tell exactly what it is that you're missing - only that you are. There are pieces that aren't quite right, even if you're not sure where those pieces would normally be. Pieces of what, exactly....? Well, if you had to put a word to it, it would be - yourself, probably. Or did you get something back recently? In addition, characters will find that they've been allowed to bring back souvenirs from this most recent trip - trinkets, nothing violent, but items that can fit in your character's pockets, whether that be sentimental or otherwise.

The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. For those who have been here a while, they might notice some expansions. Though it just as easily seems that the only form of welcome or explanation that you have, comes from nothing more than a slab of marble.

It might've changed since the last time you saw it. Today it reads:

(*´ω｀)o That wasn't so bad, was it?
Hey, you know how that old song goes?
Do you believe in magic? (☆▽☆) Do ya?

Hope you found what you were looking for!

You might have changed since the last time you saw yourself too - perhaps with a new emblem on your clothes, or a portrait on your skin. In addition to that, it seems like Home Base is on the fritz again…?

It seems that suddenly and at random, characters will be able to suddenly see visions of memories that aren't their own flash before their eyes. Pieces of your lives or where you were before this will suddenly slam into other's heads, as clearly as if they experienced the event and the feelings themselves. You might have an inkling of where your memory went and what it was - but you'll need to talk it out with that person in order to recollect it in all its strength back to yourself. Don't you want to keep those precious parts of yourself? It's best if you don't fall more to pieces while you're here. (Memories that have been lost in fragments cannot be sent to others - that's more fun for the future!)

There's no need to fret that much though. You've already gone through the ordeal once, and you might be able to see results from it. Or maybe you'll get a glimpse of where you're going next. Even so, it's best that you don't get too comfortable, because there is still the unshakeable feeling:

There's still much more ahead of you.

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Guess I can't pass that up, but hey, why don't you let me help? I'm pretty handy in a kitchen.

[She's not about to ignore his kind gesture, despite how surly he sounds offering it. It's nice regardless. ]

I'll be like your sous chef! Go ahead, tell me what you need.

[ on one hand, he does appreciate the help. but he has to make sure that she's able to keep up with him. ]

Not so fast. I can't just let anyone join me in the kitchen. What kind of food do you usually make?

[Cooking is a recent addition to her list of hobbies and it takes her a moment to recall what she had made for Talcott in Caem. Her retainers and Crownsguard members still cook for her regularly, though she tries to assist where she can.]

I'm kind of a beginner. Lots of roasted vegetables and, you know, stuff like that.

[ well, could be worse. at least she knows how to handle vegetables. ]

In that case, grab an apron. You're going to take over chopping duty. I've already done the potatoes, so do the same with the zucchini and butternut squash.

[ he dips a wooden spoon into the simmering soup for a taste. ]

We're making minestrone soup. You familiar with it?

A little bit. Don't think I've ever made it myself.

[Now's a good chance to learn-she quickly moves to the spare aprons, typing one around her body and heads over to the literal chopping block. She can slice a few veggies up just fine!! This soup's gonna be great.]

You cook a lot?

Mm. I had to, since I'm watching my calories. My profession back home are strict about that.

[ since he's a model and all. he's that meticulous that he's watching the way she's chopping up vegetables - so far so good, he supposes. ]

[Look, she's from a modern time and a profession that's strict about calories immediately makes her mind wander to a few things-singers, actors, idols and-

Well, it's probably best to just ask.]

Oh yeah? What kind of profession?

Model. I'm also an idol, so it's a balancing act.

[ one that he's still trying to get used to. ]

When you're done chopping, just toss them into the pot here.

Oh, wow! I've never met an idol before. This is so cool. I've always seen them on TV and stuff-never in person.

[Her family held a high enough rank that she probably could've met a celebrity-she knows the prince afterall. It just never occurred to her to flaunt her influence like that. She's so tempted to ask for this autograph. It just seems like the natural progression and-

Well, she holds back, scooping the veggies into the pot as she finishes each vegetable.]

Do you like your job? Singing, dancing, wearing cute clothes-it seems really fun.

[ what a pure girl... too bad izumi wouldn't give her an autograph that easily. ]

I mean, yeah. You've got to be passionate with your job, but that alone won't get you anywhere. [ stirs the bot a little, adds some salt and spices. ] And it's not an easy job performing on stage for days on end on top of attending interviews, walk down runways, and other auxiliary jobs that comes with being an idol.

[ he scoops up some soup and carefully hands it to iris. ]

Here, let me know how it tastes.

Guess that's rough. I never really thought about all the work. It just seemed so glamorous and fun watching idols do their thing, you know?

[There's a price to all that fame from the sound of it or requires far more dedication than she ever thought.

And with his kind soup offering, she shifts gears back to the task at hand, grasping the spoon and giving it a little taste.]

It's great! Oh man, there's nothing like a homecooked meal. Or guess this isn't really home, but-you know what I mean.

[ he does know what she means, his lips a thin line as he breathes a sigh through his nose. ]

It only looks fun in the lens of the viewers thanks to the amount of work put into it behind the scenes. But I guess nobody really wants to talk about the dark side of the entertainment industry while talking about idols in general.

[ a shrug. he doesn't mind it as much if he talks about it to a fan since they don't really know any better but -- he did go through a whole lot before getting to where he wants to be. ]

It's kinda like making this soup, yeah? [ he starts ladling soup into bowls, pushing one towards iris. ] You can gather all the best ingredients and kitchenware all you want, but they're going to be useless if you hand them to someone who don't know what they're doing. If you give all your best photographers and songs to an idol whose heart isn't that into it, everyone's efforts will be in vain.

You understand? Also, you haven't given me your name.

[ dunno why izumi just launched into a thinkpiece about idols to a fan but here he is, ]

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