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Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
behind the cellar door
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01-25-2019, 02:41 AM
No permission needed for power play! Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
Musician
Age: 32 | Height: 5'7" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 2 - Strg: 10 - Dext: 25 - Endr: 12 - Luck: 10 - Int:
Played by: kae
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01-25-2019, 03:03 AM
S E I J I A roof, finally. Seiji is only a little more rooted here now than he was a few days ago. He feels strange, as if he stands with one foot in a dream. As if, at any moment, someone might look through him and fail to recognize him at all. But he cannot quite describe the feeling. Only — wrongness. He is no longer cold, however, and this is a small blessing. The walls protect him from the worst of the weather beyond. And they crawl with people. Strangers, of course (and very strange they are) but even their company is far, far better than being alone. The murmur of voices, the sound of feet coming and going — all soothe his nerves by small degrees. If despair might persuade him to lay idle, his growing anxiety pushes it aside. He finds himself walking the corridors today, his eyes scanning high ceilings and ornate windows. So much of this place breathes grandeur. But the grandeur of ruins, of forgotten cities. It is half alive and half crumbling, and its people resemble no people Seiji has ever seen. No cohesion he can fathom. No industry. No — but here his head hurts. If he searches too far back, he finds only a blur of memories, white lights and red, the sound of raindrops on glass. What should a city even look like? If his own heads holds no answers, he will need to find some elsewhere. Now, he finds himself descending a stairway into a small place, dark but comfortable. It is alive with mundane noise: glasses clinking, people speaking. As he enters, his eyes catch the glint of glass and pass across the crowd of bodies. The smell is warm but not unpleasant. Seiji's stomach rumbles, and he is suddenly aware he has no currency. And no way of making any. He wanders toward the bar, some vague idea brewing in his head, but he slows as he notices the hawk-like woman perched there, surveying the room. Something about her eyes — they pierce him through. He hardly notices his pace slow to a crawl. The rain is full of ghosts tonight
01-25-2019, 03:15 AM
No permission needed for power play! Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
Musician
Age: 32 | Height: 5'7" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 2 - Strg: 10 - Dext: 25 - Endr: 12 - Luck: 10 - Int:
Played by: kae
Change author: Posts: 149 | Total: 255 MP: 0
01-25-2019, 03:30 AM
S E I J I A thrill of — something — runs through him as their eyes meet. Not quite fear, but not quite excitement. He is for a instant pinned, the breath caught in his lungs. Then she smiles, as if they are friends. Seiji finds himself moving toward her despite (perhaps because of?) her lack of other company. In his current state, Seiji almost believes he does know her. They could be friends. But how how absurd — He sidles into a place beside her, watching with keen eyes as the man behind the bar pours him a drink. Seiji wraps long fingers around the glass and peers curiously down. Is alcohol here the same? Would he know if it were not? He wonders again how it is he knows what alcohol is if he doesn't really remember drinking it. Only the concept — the ghost of a larger memory. The liquid inside is amber, warm and inviting, so he lifts it and sips delicately, wincing only a little as it burns its way down his throat. "Thank you," he coughs, and settles the glass once more upon the bar. Now they're close, he pauses for just a moment, studying the stranger's face. She has a wild look about her — hawkish the perfect word. There is a sort of patient ferocity in the set of her mouth, the devouring blue of her eyes. He isn't sure why she singled him out, or why she has extended the kindness of ordering him a drink, but he should repay her kindness somehow. Shouldn't he? "Nice to meet you, Kiada." He smiles, and it is a genuine smile, brightening the wary tension of his face. "I am Okura Seiji." He nods. Tightens his fingers around the glass as if it's an anchor holding him steady. "I am — new." He finds it now for some reason difficult to remember how conversation is made. He wants to ask a thousand things, but is she the person to ask? Is it appropriate? "You live here?" A pause, a half smile, and a vague gesture with his free hand. "Not — here — near-by?" The rain is full of ghosts tonight
01-25-2019, 03:45 AM
No permission needed for power play! Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
Musician
Age: 32 | Height: 5'7" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 2 - Strg: 10 - Dext: 25 - Endr: 12 - Luck: 10 - Int:
Played by: kae
Change author: Posts: 149 | Total: 255 MP: 0
01-25-2019, 03:54 AM
S E I J I Seiji isn't certain he ought to be comfortable with the way she looks at him, but he betrays no hint of his uncertainty in his demeanor. Smiling is easy. Keeping his immediate feelings secured away — easy. It comes back to him slowly, the way he ought to behave. Like settling into the right note after hitting a sharp. Maybe he can learn something from this woman. This Kiada. How strange her name sounds even in his mind! A foreign cadence for the foreign brilliance of her eyes. He sips at his drink again as she talks. He doesn't think he was ever much for drinking, really, but it's nice to have something in his mouth. Something catches his attention, though, in the middle of her little speech, and his eyes go wide. Brows raised, he sets the glass down with a clank! and tilts his head at her. "Through worlds?" is that a euphamism of some kind? So incredulous is he that Seiji fails to answer her question. The rain is full of ghosts tonight
01-25-2019, 04:03 AM
No permission needed for power play! Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
Musician
Age: 32 | Height: 5'7" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 2 - Strg: 10 - Dext: 25 - Endr: 12 - Luck: 10 - Int:
Played by: kae
Change author: Posts: 149 | Total: 255 MP: 0
01-25-2019, 04:25 AM
S E I J I He doesn't back away as she leans closer, though a part of him wants to. A part of him also wants to know what she might say so conspiratorially near. There is a bit of danger to her, but with it the things which ride the coattails of danger: knowledge, confidence. Seiji listens intently, focused on the warm breath of her words. Falling ever since. Something poetic about that. Seiji is surprised to find himself wondering if he believes it. Multiple worlds? Does that mean — he may be in a different world altogether than the one in which he was born? He tries this thought on, but he finds it rings false. An expression of mirth crosses his features, and he nods, still watching her askance. The intensity of her gaze. The way her lips curl around her teeth... Something there strikes him as odd, but he doesn't immediately place what it is. "How long ago?" he asks, content to keep the conversation going. A surprising hunger wells up in him. A need to know more even as he doubts the truth of her words. It's as if he's a hound catching at last upon an elusive scent. "When you came here?" he clarifies. A pause, his expression leveling as he considers the implication of the word magic. His reaction to this is less severe. Either because he doesn't believe her, or because he does — he does naturally — and now he wonders what kind of magic she means. Something like gods? Little spirits? Something else? He lifts his head, measuring. "You have magic?" The rain is full of ghosts tonight
01-25-2019, 04:40 AM
No permission needed for power play! Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
Musician
Age: 32 | Height: 5'7" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 2 - Strg: 10 - Dext: 25 - Endr: 12 - Luck: 10 - Int:
Played by: kae
Change author: Posts: 149 | Total: 255 MP: 0
01-25-2019, 05:02 AM
S E I J I Seiji finds a peculiar tickle of fondness growing in him. Maybe he is simply starved for companionship, but Kiada is interesting. A darkness full of secrets. He might be more wary had he found himself alone with her, but here, surrounded by people and light and strong walls... He enjoys the conversation. His nerves feel more settled now than they have since his arrival on that cold, dark night. He files away her answers in his memory. He requires a greater breadth of information before judging what she's told him one way or another, but it could be true. He certainly doesn't recognize anything about this place, these people... Could he truly have come from another world entirely? And what does that make this place? Seiji is mostly listening when she says the word vulture. So casually given, that — her eyes on him all the while. Brows lifting, Seiji studies her. Not quite skeptical, but curious. She has the look of someone much harder than he. Criminal comes to mind. Rogue. Thief. Gangster. Even if she is lying, vulture is quite a creature to choose. She doesn't prove it either way, though, here in the crowded bar. Of course, she wouldn't. "No magic like that," he says in response to her question. A wry expression crossing his features. "I think." Even as he says it, something ghosts across his awareness: incense, smoke rising in still air. A pang of hurt rings through his head, and the fingers of his left hand flex without any conscious input. He blinks. The room around him suddenly feels unsteady. He isn't sure how much time passes between when last he spoke and the moment he looks back up at her. The food she ordered has appeared, and he fixates on it for an uncomfortable second, all too aware of the emptiness in his stomach. Then Seiji blinks, embarrassed by his lack of propriety, and runs a hand through his hair. "I don't remember," he finds himself telling her. "I was in the forest one day. That is all I know." But his gaze falls to the silver pin still clinging to the lapel of his jacket: a swan in descent, wings flared gracefully behind it. He lifts a hand to trace one edge of it with his thumb. The rain is full of ghosts tonight
01-25-2019, 05:21 AM
No permission needed for power play! Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
Musician
Age: 32 | Height: 5'7" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 2 - Strg: 10 - Dext: 25 - Endr: 12 - Luck: 10 - Int:
Played by: kae
Change author: Posts: 149 | Total: 255 MP: 0
01-25-2019, 05:35 AM
S E I J I Seiji cannot help but think she's kind. First, as she ignores his minor episode. Then, as she pushes the plate of food toward him. He hesitates to disguise his hunger, but reaches for it eagerly all the same. "Thank you!" he responds, smiling broadly. Wherever he came from, there must have been food aplenty there. He can't have been so hungry before. He's silent for a moment, chewing, reflecting on nothing more than the absolute blessing of food in his starving mouth. Warm and nourishing. He needed that. And he must consider Kiada a friend, or at least an ally, for the time being. Despite her harsh exterior, she's very kind to help a stranger such as himself, one obviously incapable of repaying the favor. She describes her situation as stuck, and Seiji has to agree. Stuck. But is he trying to make the most of it? He thinks — no. He must have had things to do back home. He must have come from somewhere, a somewhere which aches for him nearly as much as he does for it. He cannot sit idle, cannot try to make a life in this place — whatever it is — He shakes his head, as if shaking off a persistent insect. Then he gestures at her armor. "Are you a soldier?" he asks, choosing the most honorable profession he can think of to describe her look, lest he insult her. "You don't want to go back?" The rain is full of ghosts tonight
01-25-2019, 05:44 AM
No permission needed for power play! Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
Musician
Age: 32 | Height: 5'7" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 2 - Strg: 10 - Dext: 25 - Endr: 12 - Luck: 10 - Int:
Played by: kae
Change author: Posts: 149 | Total: 255 MP: 0
01-25-2019, 05:55 AM
S E I J I The shadow crossing her features is unmistakable. He cannot name it precisely — sorrow? guilt? shame? or something else? — but he understands it. Seiji's expression cools as regret pools in his stomach. He should not have asked. A cruel question. An overly familiar question. He had simply been excited.... but that is no excuse. He wants to comfort, but can think of no words for it. So he allows the silence to rest, his eyes focused on her and full of soft concern. Maybe he is lucky, to remember nothing. To feel no guilt. No terror. Only hope and a burgeoning determination. It must have been a dark place she came from. Of course — to make her so fierce. To turn a girl into a bird of prey. "Sorry," he murmurs at last. He thinks of reaching out to her, but even in his mind the gesture feels too familiar. He abstains. The momentary silence between them feels heavy. Then she returns the question, and Seiji hesitates. It seems cruel, again, to reveal his eagerness. His hope. He thinks he must have something to go back to. A good life. Somewhere far from these crumbling walls, this darkening sky. After some thought, Seiji nods. "I should not be here," he responds. "I do not want to be." It sounds selfish even to him, and he winces, surprised by his lack of grace. "Maybe," he adds, "there is somewhere better. For you, too." The rain is full of ghosts tonight | |||||||
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