fracturarpg | [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.

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[She doesn’t miss that gesture, how strange it is, to see Baren present anything but an unshakable demeanor to the world. It’s a different story when it’s just each other though. Most, if not all, of Okuni's concern about 'what this could mean' and 'what this could change' dissipates when she hears those exact words. We're two, but we're one. So what if their souls are supposedly broken? Why would that matter when they're here -- together? How could her soul be missing anything when Baren is here right next to her?

She squeezes his hand again, smiling in reply.]

There are all kinds of strange food here, but some of it isn’t so bad. I’ll take you to where my favorites are!

[her favorites being the aisle of well, hostess cupcakes, fruit roll-ups, chips, etc, etc. ig… look at what happens to okuni when she spends like a month away from baren, she eats 100% junk.

She picks up a box of like twenty packages of oreos and rips it open, then she shoves like five cookies in Baren’s hands]

Try it!

[are they okuni’s favorite or does she just like texture… it’s the latter, probably]

[The thing is.... Baren knows all these foods - he doesn't think that they're that odd at all. But he also knows his memories, the ones of a Sengoku period where this shit wasn't even invented, and figures that yeah - this is probably a great discovery for Okuni.

So he goes along with it.]

Ehh? Is this a new flavor? I've never had this kind before!

[Bullshit.]

So where I come from - they have a whooooole bunch of snacks like these. They can even come really spicy!

[BAREN

thanks]

Ooh! We should feed those to as many people as possible! [NO!!] Though... I wonder if they'll know right away...

[That single phrase 'where I come from' feels a little like a spicy Oreo in of itself -- hard to swallow, but easy to endure......]

What's that place called? The one you were in last.

[mingle] the space (january).

me reading this tag and seeing that exact line: GO TO JAIL DANA IMMEDIATELY

BLOWS MORE KISSES

i forgot baren would already know what oreos are im losing it