[mingle] the space (april).

[fracturamods]

interim mingle

( 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.

Comments

[stressweets]

[ ...She sounds so sure of herself - she must be close with this Wei Wuxian, to know him so well. ]

Then I have complete and total faith in you. Ahaha... I'll see if I can't eat a little more of this in your absence as well.

[wisterin]

[ She stands to go. ]

I wonder what it would take to have that part of you returned to you.

[ Just eating sweets doesn't seem to help. ]

[stressweets]

[ i know exactly what it'd take but sadly tsukasa does not, so he shrugs a little, picking a gummy worm off his sundae. ]

...In the grand scheme of things, it's a fairly small part, isn't it? It's not something to rush over. [ even if it does make him feel not quite whole, and his expression is an open book - as it ever has been.

still. he smiles at her again, small and bright. ] Please don't worry yourself over it, Kocho-san... Though I admit, as ill-mannered of me as it is, that it warms my heart to have your concern. [ ... ] I'll do my best to find out how to reclaim it regardless.

[wisterin]

Is it that small?

[ When he always looked so happy in her memories when he ate sweets? All Shinobu wants to do is protect people's happiness, and for Tsukasa to have lost one...

She smiles, too, but there's a tinge of regret. ]

I'm afraid I'll be concerned for a while yet. Even for someone I've just met, I'd like them to stay safe.

[stressweets]

[ It isn't that small, but it's embarrassing to think of it as one of his defining features (even though it is). It's just... not very knightly, or noble, or mature -- it's such a kid thing.

Still. He takes a big scoop of his sundae - maybe he just needs exposure therapy. ]

Thank you, Kocho-san. You're very kind to say so. [ mmm. ] I'm the same way though [ especially to cute, kind, determined young ladies ] so if ever you should need my sword, simply call my name and this Tsukasa Suou shall come charging in.

[wisterin]

[ For a missing soul piece, exposure therapy is more like suffering, she thinks. They've only just met (again), so she won't try to insist.

But... ]

Your sword? [ She tilts her head. ] Are you able to use one?

[ Or is he just being metaphorical? ]

[stressweets]

[ (hard think) does being able to swing one elegantly around
on stage count, even if it's not really real

probably not. ]

Ah... No. [ so: metaphor. ] But I am trained in archery, so perhaps it's more apt to say you'll have my bow...?

[wisterin]

[ That honesty is, as ever, refreshing. Her smile is gentle. ]

I would be happy to call your name for either your sword or your bow.