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Labyrinthum Mod ([personal profile] labyrinmods) wrote in [community profile] buttrinthum2023-01-01 04:59 pm
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TDM #1


Arrival / Enchanted Garden

Whether it be sleep or death, you feel your eyes close, and as your body begins to let go, you see a barn owl that is flying through the darkness, soon sweeping you across the clouded sky. You feel yourself mouth the words, “I wish, I wish..” and utter your deepest and darkest desire.

When you regain consciousness, you’ll find you are in an unfamiliar place with no recognition of how you arrived here. You have the clothes on your back, but nothing else. No weapons and if you had a particular superpower, you’ll notice it is missing. All you have is a satchel with a piece of bread, a vial of water and a potion. The potion could be red, blue or golden. There are no instructions about these potions other than two words: Drink Me.

Will you drink it or not?

There is a parchment, handwritten, and it simply gives you a welcoming:

“Welcome to my Labyrinth. Per our agreement, you have consented to live your life here for an undetermined amount of time. In exchange, I will grant you the wish that you desire the most.”

You’re in a garden, surrounded by flowers and plants– most of which you cannot identify. However, there are a few that you can make out: poinsettias and mistletoe. You’ll soon find out that being around the poinsettias give you an odd sense of joy no matter how confusing the situation may seem and the mistletoe, which is left over from the holiday season, gives you the desire to kiss or hold hands with the nearest person to you. It looks like there are plenty of others who are just now waking up from their dream-state as well.. why not go ahead and say hello?

Somnius / Snow Angels

With the influx of new life, the humble town a barkeep tells you is called Somnius seems to come alive as well, with new faces to join that of the resident fairies, goblins and other townfolk. There’s bustling energy to the land that the townfolk will tell you wasn’t quite there before, and some suspect that the presence of the new arrivals might be powering the world around them in some way - but that’s a question to be answered on another day. The quaint town of Somnius needs a little bit of care, that rustic feel to the mushroom houses, old shops and weathered castles too evident at first glance, but it’s not a bad place to live, as the locals will tell you. It almost seems like everything will be okay…

But of course, things are never so simple.

Whether you have been wandering around to get your bearings, talking to the locals or exploring your new humble (very humble) abode, you can expect to find mysterious ice sculptures - fashioned in the shape of snow angels, with blades in their hands - appearing in random places around the town. There are some that manifest in the middle of the street, some that sit quietly at the edge of an inn, and even some that appear right beside your bed, staring at you as you wake up. It’s unclear how these sculptures even got here, but close proximity to them will conjure up feelings of unrest, like you should not step any closer.

It’s smart to trust your gut in these situations. Step too close to a snow angel and it will come to life, moving with the grace of flowing water. They make a vague request and will spare only those able to heed it.

“Cold … so cold … Even the days of Visium are so cold. Have you any warmth to spare us?”

Some angels will accept an article of clothing as warmth. Others are greedy and keep demanding more, wanting to take everything that you have on your body. Heed their requests and they will spare you. Resist even just a little, and that’s when they draw their swords.

It’s not too easy to defeat an angel with brute force given that they reform themselves immediately. Running away or blasting them with fire could do the trick. Be careful not to get cut by their blades, however…

Characters who get cut by their blades will experience an inconsolable sense of chill and emptiness, right down to their bones. They will find themselves desiring ‘warmth’ from others in different ways - whether through physical contact, or affectionate words and gestures. There might be the few who go feverish in their desire for warmth. For those characters – the open fireplace is looking like a very tantalizing place to sit in right now (Yes, sit in, not by). They might even feel compelled to pull a friend in with them. That can’t be good for anyone…

The effects will only subside if the condition of receiving ‘warmth’ is met. This can be in the literal sense (physical warmth and intimacy) or figurative (feelings of love, acceptance and happiness).

Bonfire

When night falls, the temperatures only drop further, which does no favours for the poor souls who had to give up their clothing. The locals want to welcome the new arrivals and give everyone an opportunity to unwind from a busy and chaotic day of being hunted by snow sculptures. That’s why they’ve set up a gathering in the middle of town square. Food and alcohol is being generously supplied by The Cask & Anvil, and marketplace vendors have set up pop up stands to try and cajole the new arrivals into purchasing some fancy new clothes or a pretty gemstone they claim will ward off danger (claims not verified).

At the center of it all is a large bonfire that’s warming up the square. Everyone is encouraged to warm themselves by it after a long day, eat, and make merry. In fact, there’s a certain sense of enchantment to the crackling fire that seems to draw even the shiest wallflower in, pushing them to sit with others and make conversation. As the night goes on, the newly arrived dreamers will find themselves settling easily into the warm and bustling mood, any stresses and anxieties melting away. With time, they’ll start to find themselves without a filter, more than happy to talk about themselves and the life they had led prior to coming to Visium. In fact, they will feel compelled to share a story from their past - one that might be joyous, comedic, thrilling, or tragic. Whatever sorts of feelings come attached to their story, it will be one of emotional significance.

In the back of their minds, they might get the sense someone else is listening.

OOC

Welcome to the [community profile] labyrinthum TDM! Characters will arrive depowered and with only their clothing, and will be given a satchel with a crystal pendant, a communication device, some water and bread and a magic potion. If they drink the potion, they will manifest an elemental, healing or animal transformation ability.

With the exception of Castle Vaeros, characters are free to go as they please, so feel free to place them in any of the locations available on the map. Yes, this includes the Labyrinth - though characters will not be able to clear the maze. Please comment here to request an outcome for your character's labyrinth exploration and a moderator will get to you shortly. (The longest a character can stay in the Labyrinth is 3 days.)

You can find more information about the game here. Any questions regarding the TDM can go under the comment below.

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[personal profile] shatteredsound 2023-01-02 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ Snow? Snow he can handle. Hell, while he much prefers a tropical getaway or a life of constantly-moving adventure, he's traversed his fair share of icy plains! But he also ventured through them all while being able to break the sound barrier and bust open some chrome domes. Suffice to say? He's had one heck of a day. Narrowly evading the Snow Angels that have since taken to demanding "warmth" from the dreamers who got a little too close, with very little cash to his name on top of that, and you have a 3'3" tall blue hedgehog pushing the doors open to the tavern in a bid to get away from...well, everything that dared try and put him in a sour mood. Which, between the labyrinth and the mirage there, his lack of superspeed and other abilities, and snow angels harassing him for warmth considering all he has are gloves and shoes...

It's a lot.

Really, he's more annoyed than anything else. And when the patrons all turn to have a good look at who just walked in, only to find it's...some short blue spiky thing, people are going to murmur. But rather than give them too much attention? He just whistles nonchalantly. Like he owns the place as he proceeds to hop up onto the stool beside the downtrodden girl with a little 'hup!'. ]


Yo barkeep! [ He waves to the sunken-eyed bartender rinsing a glass and side-eyeing the hedgehog. ] Got a menu?

[ For the food, that is! As for Hibiki's remark about how there's only alcohol here, Sonic can't help but notice the deep frown stuck on her face. It's been a while since he's come across anyone who looked so...upset. ]

Lucky for me, I'm more a water and juice kinda guy.
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[personal profile] emancipating 2023-01-02 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's the chiton with a tiddy out look, isn't it? not that zag can blame yamato for thinking it—it is quite cold. but it's a good thing he'd grown accustomed to demeter's boons to the point where the chill isn't quite so biting.

more importantly, what yamato says brings him pause, and zagreus glances down at the coffee in the mug.
]

You mean there's... irregular coffee? [ bro he just learned what coffee was today?? ] Is there a coffee that isn't bitter?
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[personal profile] windsongs 2023-01-02 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ It isn't ideal, but it works. Even with the snow angel quite literally throwing hands, the small blonde doesn't miss a beat. As Kaito distracts the construct as it attempts to reconstitute itself, Hibiki carefully moves behind it, mindful of its wings. The last thing she needs is to get clocked by one of those things.

Light on her feet, she grabs the scarf and disengages in one swift, practiced motion. Thankfully, it hasn't been wound around the angel's neck, so it's easy enough to pull off without tipping it off. Shoving what she can into her coat pocket, Hibiki skids to a stop, kicking up a layer of powdered white with her boots.

Her attention shifts toward Kaito as he (hopefully) continues to keep aggro. ]


Hey, how fast can you run?!

[ Weird non sequitur, but there's a reason why she's asking. Given how she's positioning herself near one of the construct's hand-less arms, he might be able to make an educated guess. ]
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Bonfiyaaaah

[personal profile] shatteredsound 2023-01-02 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
Anyway, so there I was, hanging on for dear life on the outside of ol' Egghead's rocketship into outer space. If we were gonna crack that Death Egg, that was our best chance.

I barely managed to make it inside before the thing left the atmosphere.
Edited 2023-01-02 06:35 (UTC)
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[personal profile] schmisse 2023-01-02 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Whether or not he works here, Weiss just can't sit idly by and let a place be untidy and unorganised! Especially if it is a place for learning. ]

Are you just alphabetising all the books, then? I can help.

[ She can go searching for magic books later! ]
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[personal profile] darkestfairy 2023-01-02 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
[She knows that face. That voice. Most mortals come and go like the wind, and faeries hardly pay them any mind. But this child, specifically, had managed to gain Maleficent's ire, if not her attention. And she knows that the woman knows her; it's apparent in those bright eyes.

Still, to curtsy - calling her 'eminence' - she is nothing if not prideful. Even now, with her fey features softened into something more mortal, she is every so courteous.
]

Eminence? Quite the prestigious display. [She allows it as she muses over her options.] If I was not searching for the reason I have awoken here, I would allow it to continue.
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[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2023-01-02 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
It's a good thing Jakob isn't here, or the temperature would have dropped rather quickly already, fire or not. Her butler tended to take a severe view of people who didn't treat his lady with what was considered proper respect.

And if nothing else about this place, she's glad to be rid of that formality. It's nice to hear her name without a "Lady" appended to the front of it from people other than her family. She could get used to that.

...And it's just starting to sink in that she'll definitely have to learn to get along without a butler. And two maids. And Gunter. And Silas. And Kaze. All the various servants and retainers sworn into her service.

Huh.

But that's a problem for Future Corrin, and anyway, Kate introducing herself causes the young woman to break out in a wide grin. "You are a ship captain! I knew you had the look of one!" Seriously, Kate looks like she stepped out of one of the swashbuckling stories Corrin used to take from the library in the Northern Fortress to read.

"Oh, sorry. A Deeprealm is what we call a reality close to our own, and connected by mystic gateways. Like a different reality, but quite a bit...smaller." She explains, realizing that "Deeprealm" probably isn't the universal terminology. She'll have to remember that. "But mostly they're a lot like where I'm from. This is something else entirely."

A theory, though? Corrin leans forward, resting her hands on her knees in curiosity. "Do you mind trying to explain it to me?" She asks. "Maybe I can help you with testing it."
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[personal profile] nagano 2023-01-02 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ He wouldn't know. Not yet, anyway. Kaito's only had this transformation magic for a few hours, and they've all been spent clumsily adapting to the natural agility of a feline quadriped.

In short, he's tripped. A lot.

The ear scritch in particular prompts his motor to rev louder, and he winds up jumping into her lap to make himself comfortable as a curled loaf. His tail bats at her face a few times, which was completely unintentional. Probably. Eventually, it also curls around himself to settle.

There is no answer. Of course there isn't. But one-sided dialogue can be just as constructive as dialogue between two people. The answers she creates and comes to will hopefully be satisfying.

And if they aren't, maybe he can bite her once or twice to steer her back on track. ]
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[personal profile] historicallyloaded 2023-01-02 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ Brickston had so many questions, least of all how and why this dear Erinaceidae was one, talking to him in the first place, but all that seemed very secondary to the tale itself. ]

Indeed, even the most advanced Imperial airships require a tremendous amount of energy to stay aloft, let alone reach such preposterous speeds. I didn't even know that was possible! Into outer space!

[ There are practically stars in his eyes. The blonde also unfortunately always seemed one breath away from complimenting Eggman's mechanical prowess and inventions before Sonic would go on with more of the adventure. ]

Did it make it to the ehm... the ARK was it called?
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[personal profile] shatteredsound 2023-01-02 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
Man, I bet you and Tails could talk shop for hours about this kinda stuff.

[ And Sonic? Couldn't be happier to oblige. Heck, chances were he may have divulged his adventures to this guy without the bonfire's incentive. Though perhaps not unprovoked such was how they got on this conversation in the first place. With a cup of hot cocoa by his side so both hands can be freed up for expressing the story better, this day turned out alright!

So long as Sonic tries not to remember the fact he couldn't run anymore. ]


Oh, no, that was later. This time was when I got on board the Death Egg. [ Sonic 2 baybee. ] No matter how many times we sabotage it, that big ball of scrap just won't stay destroyed.
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[personal profile] nagano 2023-01-02 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
The Overseer may have taken away his powers, but he's still got decades' worth of combat training under his belt. Kaito's got just enough time to yank his scarf around his neck again before diving out of the way of a stabbity stab stab stab. There isn't much opportunity to give his impromptu companion a study, but—where are her shoes???

"Be careful. The thing moves like water—"

It promptly demonstrates this by effortlessly contorting its body to properly face Corrin and...eat firewood. The glass-splintering wail that follows is an entirely unnecessary indicator that it's pissed. While Kaito bangs the ringing out of his head, the 'angel' surges forward, aiming to eviscerate Corrin at the waist with one decisive critical hit!

Well, she sure got it angry.
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[personal profile] dadsandals 2023-01-02 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ It sure is A Look, but Zagreus' question is more alarming. Yamato gives him a once over, though, and decides that he's one of the folks that aren't actually from the earth he knows. ]

All you have to do is add some sugar and cream, and that should get rid of at least part of it. [ ... ] They didn't tell you that?
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Arrival!

[personal profile] itstillhurt 2023-01-02 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Azula is already in a sour mood- not that she's any more unpleasant than she'd normally be, but now the unpleasantness is less smirk-flavored, anyway.

She's only just gotten her bearings, and assessed her situation, when she hears... talking. Not just talking. Incessant talking.

When she finally investigates the source, she finds... a strange blue thing. And no such luck, Sonic, she definitely sees it try to run and somehow botch it- lacking context, she assumes it's simple disorientation.]


Do you always talk to yourself like that, or have you experienced some sort of head injury?
Edited (Forgot to label my prompt) 2023-01-02 07:23 (UTC)
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[personal profile] historicallyloaded 2023-01-02 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ His shoulders shake with a soft laugh. ] Some of the most dangerous men are simply the most persistent. [ Whatever compliments he had he decides to not say at all now. ]

Though I suppose I wouldn't blame him for trying, if these Chaos Emeralds are truly unlimited in their power. It's a shame he's not trying to be more productive with something like that. There's so much more potential!

[ metal gear Death robots DID sound pretty cool, but... perhaps not needing them in the first place would be nicer. ]

Is this Tails a companion of yours? Or a codename of some kind?
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[personal profile] youthfulwhatever 2023-01-02 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, this kid (he's older than you, Rika) is even worse than Ai. At least she has a little bit of fight to her, though - this guy's serving pure nervous chihuahua energy. She's torn between wanting to give him a break and wanting to give him a wedgie like some kind of grade school bully. ]

For someone else? What, like your girlfriend? [ the only reason to ever hold hands with someone, obviously. her grin turns considerably more cheeky. ] Better be more careful in future. Nothing ticks off a girl faster than seeing her guy pawing at some side chick.

[ not that Basil is REMOTELY her type but she has just enough restraint to not say that right to his face. Well, not yet, anyway. ]
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[personal profile] youthfulwhatever 2023-01-02 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
Well, are you gonna?

[ She doesn't even give him a chance to respond before she picks a mini hotdog off his plate and pops it into her mouth, chattering away even as she munches. ]

Looks to me like you were just standing around and letting it get cold.
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Somnius

[personal profile] itstillhurt 2023-01-02 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Azula is, at present, of a similar mind to Megumi. Not having her firebending is intolerable and she's already been assaulted by living ice sculptures, she needs some means of defense. If she had her firebending, she'd simply melt the snow angels and steal their swords. But then, if she had her firebending, she wouldn't need a sword.

Frustrating, to say the least.

So far, kitchen knives in the tavern are the next best option she's seen, and when she sees a messy-haired guy making to steal some, she's faced with a few options. She could try and beat him to the knives- but that would only draw attention. She could call attention to what he's doing and use the distraction to her advantage, but that would be far too risky.

Or she could help him and hope he was kind enough to reward her for it.

Not perfect, but the best of the three plans she has. So, locking eyes with him where he stands for a moment, she immediately provides a distraction of her own.]


You, back there. The peasant in the kitchen. I know you're used to eating the same filthy slop as your livestock, but if you're going to cook for royalty I suggest you learn basic cleanliness.

[Well, that got the chef's attention, and probably the other staff and a few of the patrons to boot. It's entirely possible she's about to be thrown out of the tavern if she keeps this up, but hey, Megumi has a heck of an opening now.]
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[personal profile] historicallyloaded 2023-01-02 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Coincidentally, a journal and pen & ink was also something Brickston prioritized purchasing. There was a moment he thought all this was just some very strange very vivid drug-induced hallucination but once the surreal reality of it started to sink in he thought it wise to document as many of his findings here as possible. In short time many pages of the book were filled with notes, diagrams, rough sketches of plant and wildlife (many strange, furry, and perhaps goblin-like), native inhabitant names, and scientific theories.

No one would believe him if he told them...

He catches Poppy's scrawling on the opposite side of the bonfire and watches her for while, curious, unable to hear the conversation but mindful of the facial expressions and gestures made. He waits for the person she was talking to to finish and leave, then moves and quietly takes a seat next to her, his journal folded neatly in his lap. The long silk sleeves over his wrists nearly swallow the small leather-bound book whole. His voice is soft, almost apologetic for the self-invite but not enough to have not done it.
]

I hadn't thought to study the other ah... I suppose "dreamers" as we are. Any interesting findings?
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[personal profile] shatteredsound 2023-01-02 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
Don't I know it. [ He places his hands behind his head, stretching a little where he sits. ] With a brain like that, he coulda made the world a better place a hundred times over by now. But what can ya do? I'm just gonna teach him a lesson every time, free of charge.

[ Had Brickston decided to compliment the big time villain, Sonic wouldn't have minded. In fact, while he loves nothing more than to crush any of his evil schemes? There was also...respect? If that was the appropriate term. Though that wouldn't stop Sonic from roasting Robotnik at every turn. As long as he continued his world-conquering ways, that would never change. He'll stop him every time. ]

Both! [ He points up at Bricks with a grin and wink. ] You're on the ball with your guesses.

[ That's when Sonic's emerald-hued gaze returns back to the comforting bonfire in front of him, a fondness in his eyes as his tone softens with. ]

Tails is the smartest guy I know. With a heart to match. He's invented things you could only dream of. Like this one time he created a translator for an alien race we only just met. Or the way he turned my biplane into this really cool x-winged fighting jet. Or...

[ Sonic has to slow down a little bit, otherwise he'll just continue to gush. Letting out a little chuckle, he looks back up at Brickston. ]

He's my best pal. I dunno where I'd be in life without him, but I know I'm better for having him in it.
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[personal profile] nagano 2023-01-02 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh Sonic, buddy. He understands that, for real... 😔 ]

Books were better friends than people for a good chunk of my life. Not all of it, thankfully, but a lot of it.

[ As Sonic lists off his supplies, Kaito opts to finally untie his own bag and take a peek inside. The note in particular seems quite odd, but he eventually plucks out a piece of parchment that reads exactly like that. ]

Huh.

Per our agreement, you have consented to live your life here...

I definitely don't remember doing anything of the sort. That's not very comforting, but...

[ The 'wish' he made that was printed on his note most certainly read as something he would consciously make a ridiculous sacrifice like living in another realm for. It's hard to completely refute his situation. ]

We should probably look for someone who isn't like us and see if they can tell us anything, yeah?
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[personal profile] itstillhurt 2023-01-02 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Azula has mostly dealt with the angels by fleeing from them, dodging their attacks, and trying to avoid them. She might be able to fight them, but they seem to repair any damage almost immediately, and everybody who's been afflicted by their swords has started to act... well, she'd rather not.

The stranger in front of her doesn't seem remotely daunted by the regeneration of the snow angel, and the fact that he's able to completely destroy it without taking a single scratch is even more impressive. She actually gives a light clap when he finishes.]


Not a bad performance, I must say.
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[personal profile] windsongs 2023-01-02 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
Does she mind a bit of company on this chilly night? If she did, she wouldn't have waved Corrin over in the first place. But in case there is any doubt in her mind, Hibiki hopes to squash that, scooching over and giving Corrin space to sit. Leaning forward to set down her drink, the small blonde pulls the blanket she had draped on her shoulders down to rest on her lap.

There's plenty to share, if Corrin needs something to keep her warm. Although, she's close enough that the bonfire is generating more than enough heat that she might not need it.

"I don't mind at all, go right ahead!"
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Angel time

[personal profile] itstillhurt 2023-01-02 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Azula hasn't had much luck with the angels, but she certainly doesn't seem to be struggling as much as this person was. He has his eyes locked on them, terror written on his face.

Not that they weren't intimidating, but surely this was overdoing it.]


I don't mean to tell you your business,

[She certainly sounds like she does,]

but most people find it easier to run away from something when they turn around.
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[personal profile] nagano 2023-01-02 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hibiki has obtained Nagano's Scarf x1.

It's easy enough to keep the creature's attention when he keeps dodging and deflecting its blows—not to mention getting some dirty swipes on its body in the moments between. He has to be mindful not to shear his own jacket, but that's not a tough task yet.

At her call, golds flick to the blonde's position and he very quickly puts two and two togehter. She's witty. He can appreciate that. ]


Faster than this shitty garden ornament.

[ To that effect, he avoids hacking one of its legs off as he was originally planning to do. Instead, a wide yet precise swing of the axe slices the dismembered hand's digits, causing its blade to fall to the ground.

Following the now semi-regular wail (one that actually ALMOST feels like relief from the lack of ear-splitting pain that he's used to constantly feeling), Kaito drops his weapon, waits just a second, then sprints his ass off away from the creature. Eat his white dust! ]
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[personal profile] windsongs 2023-01-02 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's presumptuous for Hibiki to assume that the past few months dealing with Tokyo's supernatural community would prepare her for just about anything, but she likes to think she does Pretty Okay when it comes to not staring whenever something off-the-wall presents itself. She had been doing so well too, rolling with the punches despite how much her world had been thrown upside down.

But nothing could prepare her for what walked through the tavern doors. Shockingly blue and without an ounce of shame considering that all eyes are on him, the first thing that comes to mind isn't a question of what he is. No, that would make sense. As he makes his way toward the bar, Hibiki can't help but think to herself--

'Wow, I wish I had that kind of confidence...'

Watching him hop onto the stool next to her, the somehow-taller blonde focuses her attention on the wall of bottles behind the barkeeper. Don't stare, don't stare... She does look over at him when he answers back before pulling on a sheepish smirk. ]


I'm not sure if I'd say you're in the right place or the wrong place then...

[ Oh great, another person ordering water. Sliding the menu toward Sonic, the bartender grumbles under his breath. A lot of cheapskates in his bar tonight. ]