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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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She's silent for a long moment. The slab says they won't be missed, but how true is that? ]
What did you do?
[ In the other world. Maybe that's a clue? ]
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We were attacked by loyalists to a nation seeking independence. We sought peace and equality. [Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian did, anyway, and he got the impression that most others did too.]
We were also involved in a competition. Sport. [magic olympics!!!]
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Maybe... ]
Helping the new world helps us.
[ It's a question even though she doesn't phrase it as a question. ]
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[That's pretty much the same conclusion he came to, but the whole "getting dumped in a new world" thing has only happened once, so he doesn't want to accidentally lead anyone astray.]
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[ She doesn't need one to do the other. If they still haven't figured it out, well, not helping wouldn't solve it either. ]
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He doesn't smile, exactly, but something softens on his face at that, enough to make him look a little warmer.]
Mm.
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... I'm gloomy.
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And look he's a good dad but he still defaults to spoiling kids to make them cheer up, okay, IT ALWAYS WORKED FOR HIS SON.]
Would you... like some tea?
[nailed it]
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Okay.
[ The nail's halfway in. ]
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*if your kid is already inherently well-behaved and listens to you pretty well anyways.]
Wait here.
[AND OFF HE GOES, striding calmly away to... wherever he's keeping his stash of goods that he took from Notsco. It doesn't take long for him to come back with a bottle of green tea in his hand; not hot, unfortunately, but it'll probably last her a little longer like this, which he figured was probably better in the long run. Assuming nothing drastic has happened in his absence, he holds it out in quiet offering.]
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No, she's a good child and obediently waits. She's taken out her notebook and is looking through its empty pages as if it will offer her answers. She puts it away when he comes back and takes the bottle from him. ]
Thank you.
[ She looks at him, as if asking for permission to drink from it now. Did he mean for her to save it for later? ]
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She can drink it now, though! He nods once in response to her questioning look, a quiet affirmative.]
The shop contains food as well. [In case she hasn't been there yet.]
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She takes a small sip of the tea, and her hair perks up because she thinks it's delicious. ]
... I'm not hungry yet.
[ But his concern(??? she wonders if it's concern) is appreciated. ]