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fracturarpg2020-01-02 10:39 pm
fracturamods) wrote in fracturarpg2020-01-02 10:39 pm
Entry tags:
- ! intro,
- ! mingle,
- - the space,
- 9s,
- akira kurusu,
- baren kumou,
- emma perkins,
- goro majima,
- hajime ichinose,
- hina hikawa,
- hunter,
- itaru chigasaki,
- jiang cheng,
- kangai,
- kino,
- lan wangji,
- lux crownguard,
- minako aino,
- minato arisato,
- mizuki okiura,
- obi-wan kenobi,
- okuni kumou,
- ookurikara,
- rouge,
- royce melborn,
- sephiroth,
- shinobu kocho,
- shuuya kano,
- souji seta,
- takaomi shishimaru,
- tsukasa suou,
- utsutsu miya,
- wei wuxian,
- wen ning,
- xie lian,
- yuri lowell
[mingle] the space (january).
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?
The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. 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.
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.
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. 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.
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?
The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. 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.
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.
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. 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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[He might not have had his own ability to use that kind of energy for A Longass Time, but he's still curious about it.]
H-have you been outside this place?
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... That said, I haven't explored the other areas very much, yet. I've seen the other places the train stops, but only briefly.
[ Mostly she was just trying to, like, get home. But that didn't work out. ]
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[He's not modern enough for this, what is a train... but that's minorly less important right now.]
What were the other places like?
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Mm... Confusing. It's difficult to describe them; they're full of things I don't recognize. They're - amazing and impressive. But confusing.
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So is this place. I-I suppose it makes sense, for it to all be the same way...
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[he has zero clue, though, he has not left the floor of this store.]
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... Would you like to come explore with me? Cowering here won't do you much good. [ Kind of harsh wording, but she says it without judgment, at least. ]
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[He just- needed a minute. Several minutes. And while he looks a bit chastened, he doesn't seem hurt or offended; he cautiously pushes himself to his feet, taking a moment to wrap the chains attached to his wrists around his forearms so they're not in the way.]
If you don't mind it, then I- I would appreciate the company.
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[ Lux. Eyes the chains again. ]
... May I ask why you're in chains?
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[Right. Those. He's not used to needing to explain, and his brow furrows uncertainly for a few moments before he finally manages:]
I was... imprisoned, before. Normal tools won't break them, so...
[So he just lives like this, basically, it's fine.]
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[Technically.]
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[ Which she doesn't sound pleased about, but... ]
... But I suppose you don't owe me your story.
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[A little shake of his head, there. Less vague. He can do that.]
It wasn't intentional, but I... still killed someone, so... I-I turned myself in for it. That's... that's why.
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Not everyone would be honorable enough to turn themselves in. That's a show of good character, at least.
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[A brief shake of his head, there, but- he gives her a grateful little smile, too. Why are people here being so nice-- but, well. It's not an unwelcome change.]
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I've just... Known people in similar situations, that's all.
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[There's a slight bow of his head, there, before he lifts it again.]
Th-that it was something they had to go through, I mean.
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[ Hrm. She looks away for a moment. ]
Anyway, what's your name? My name is Luxanna Crownguard.