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ximilia mods ([personal profile] ximilian) wrote in [community profile] ximilialog2023-10-08 08:05 am

MISSION: THE SUN NEVER SETS ON AMARYLLIS GROVE

M I S S I O N   1 7 . 1

UNIT-YPLEASANTVILLEAFTER DARKFYI

// INTRO. UNIT-Y  


Over the course of the station’s downtime, even the least astute observer will notice the sudden influx of crewmates aboard the station. Before you can further inquire and investigate this anomaly in your usual routine, your earpiece will ping! with the familiar sound of a newly received mission file. Viveca’s voice immediately follows.

// VIVECA
“Hi everyone, you’ll find details for your next mission are ready. This time the orb has been located somewhere in a town called Amaryllis Grove, and based on my research, the best way to start looking for it will involve blending in with the towns-folk who live there. Just like our last mission, those of you who don’t have natural humanoid forms will have Degar’s potion available for you to help with that. See you on the platform tomorrow morning.”

After reviewing your mission file and gathering all of the necessary supplies and clothing options, those who are well prepared might have enough time for a decent night’s sleep. If you aren’t the sort to sleep before a mission, well … carry on.

When morning arrives, you’ll make your way to the teleportation platform to join your fellow crewmates. Viveca and Degar are already standing by, the latter passing around the aforementioned potion to those who will be needing one. Finally, when the entire crew has assembled, Degar starts to speak.

// DEGAR
“You might have noticed by now that there’s a few more of us than usual – there’s a reason for that, and it’s good news! I think. You see, according to our readings of all the orb shards collected so far, we’re actually coming up to the last couple of orbs. That’s pretty amazing, isn’t it? For that, we’ve been getting a few more crew members to provide a little more support as we near the finish line. But we can talk more about that after you guys get this orb back here.”

Viveca nods from her place.

// VIVECA
“Good luck, everyone. I know some of you will have questions, and we’ll be here when you get back to try our best to answer them.”

Degar lifts both hands to give them all a cheesy little thumbs up. Without further ado, the hum of the platform, as it begins to power up, grows louder and louder until it’s impossible to hear anything else but the machinery thrumming in your ears. Soon enough, you’ll feel the familiar tug at the pit of your stomach as you’re whisked away from the station and towards your destination. But for a moment that feels both too short and too long, you hear it: whispers, echoes, voices that speak to you in several tenors at once, all of them providing you with a goal in exchange for their help.

Before you have a chance to answer, your surroundings begin to paint a clearer picture. You’ll be found in your usual place of choosing: whether that’s your own household, the park, or one of the several locations in and around town.

Welcome, Orbers, to Amaryllis Grove.

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// PART I.PLEASANTVILLE  


On the day of the Orbers’ arrival, the weather is crisp and sunny, the trees still lush and green with only the barest hints of the leaves beginning to yellow and redden at their tips. As the summer months slowly transition into cooler autumn temperatures, the entire town feels pleasant, even cozy. The clouds in the sky provide gentle overcast conditions and you might think to grab a light coat, or wear a longer sleeve but it is by no means chilly enough to feel anything but pleasant.

Depending on where you decided to arrive, you’ll want to begin your explorations and familiarize yourself with the Grove, which will be your home for the next little while.


1.0   The town of Amaryllis Grove will feel spacious and sprawling while also being cozy and compact. Cleanly paved streets wind in and around residential pockets and cul-de-sacs, threading through the community’s amenities, goods, and service buildings. The community centre, the library, the government offices, and the Mayor’s office can all be found in the main core of the Grove. The police station and television station (playing news and sitcoms in classic black and white) are situated nearby, and are all within walking distance of each other, and the neighbouring retail streets are located just past the block. This includes clothing boutiques, restaurants, coffee shops, grocery and general stores (which will sell all manner of hardware, cleaning supplies, and simple, household magical items). Having a vehicle will certainly help to get around town if you’re in a hurry running any errands, but a bicycle works just as well, and the walkability is pleasant for those wanting to take a stroll.

Everyone here is well-dressed in crisply ironed slacks and button-downs in neutrals, or colourful A-line skirts and dresses with delicate detailing for their tops. Children and teenagers are likewise found in school uniform consisting of dark blue pleated skirts or slacks, and white shirts. With the weather beginning to cool, a well structured jacket may also be a part of the ensemble.


2.0   Once you’ve explored some of the town, familiarizing yourself with the backstory and family history you and your fellow crewmates have corroborated together, perhaps you’ll want to explore your house. Lined up in rows of pleasant, homogeneous pitched roof structures, each house in the neighbourhood will come equipped with all of the necessary spaces to live a perfectly suburban life, the most ideal environment to raise a family and grow old amongst generations of familiar faces. Each one-storey house, in either brick or ship-lap siding and in various colours, will have 3-4 bedrooms, an attached garage for the family car, a living room, bathroom, spacious kitchen, and enough yard space to require both a lawn-cutter and a green thumb for the garden. Interiors have already been furnished with all of the up-to-date items for the time, resembling Earth’s 1950s era to an almost eerily accurate degree.

Say hello to your neighbour when they greet you or wish you a pleasant day. Many will look perfectly human, while others may seem more alien with vibrant skin, an extra limb, antennae, gills, and the like. Some also possess magical abilities which is not seen as strange or abnormal here; however, the magic used in Amaryllis Grove consists of simple household magic to aid with cooking, cleaning, and keeping the house perfectly pleasant – otherwise known as ‘petty magic’. Whether you’re used to such sights will likely depend on where you’re originally from, but no matter who lives next to or near you, they seem friendly enough. They may even invite you over for dinner, or inquire when you plan on hosting your next party.

You’ll cook, clean, sleep, and host parties and dinners with your neighbours of Amaryllis Grove within the walls of your quaint abode so it’s best to get to know the space that will undoubtedly become second nature to you.


3.0   While the concept of ‘Halloween’ does not exist in Amaryllis Grove, other such Autumn festivities are highly anticipated, namely the annual gathering of the harvest. It is otherwise colloquially named ‘the Harvest’. It won’t come as news to any of the residents, as the season ends and food is plenty, the Harvest has been a long-standing tradition to celebrate the closeness of the community, and to express one’s gratitude for the people that you surround yourself around.

Your neighbours may inquire whether you’ll be bringing the same mash potatoes as last year, or perhaps the spiced meatballs that the Alkherns simply couldn’t get enough of — they were just so delicious! Either way, you may want to start coming up with a special dish to bring to the community gathering or find someone to snag a recipe from, as it’ll gain you admiration or admonition, depending on the popularity of your offering.

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// PART II.AFTER DARK  


Sunsets are beautiful, picturesque moments that conclude the end of a perfectly spent day, and the sunsets in Amaryllis Grove are certainly no different. As the town winds down and residents return to their homes for the night, you and your fellow Orbers will follow suit – as is the way of things. The nights are a little overcast during this time of the year, with cloud-cover masking out the stars and the glow of the moon. It’s quiet. Only the sounds of night-insects chirping can be heard, and the soft, occasional coo of a bird asleep in its nest.


4.0   Perhaps you’re catching up on some late-night reading, or grabbing a late-night snack or a night-cap. The last of the evening hours are usually spent in the comfort of your own home until a new day begins, although there is a town speakeasy that remains open until late, if you can find it. Once you climb into bed, there really doesn’t seem to be a reason for anything other than a soundless, well-deserved rest.

You’ll be tucked up in your own bed, or perhaps the bed you share with your backstory-spouse, when you hear a shrill scream that wakes you up from your sleep. High on the adrenaline, you may want to don a robe and your slippers and step outside past your front door where you’ll be joined by other neighbours on your street. They exchange glances with each other, and then may meet eyes with you, and they look scared, with their wide eyes and clenched fists, some of the husbands and wives holding each other’s hands for comfort. It isn’t outside of the norm for such a startling cry. The house in question will be fully lit, with Mrs Myrsdin sobbing into her hands, mumbling, ‘I told him not to say anything! I told him to keep quiet! It came for him–’ as the AGPD (Amaryllis Grove Police Department) approach her, one of the officers patting her shoulder in consolation. Another officer moves towards a cluster of concerned neighbours, assuring them that this will be taken care of, and when they spot you, they’ll tell you the same.

It might seem difficult now to head back to sleep, but the crowd disperses and the AGPD lead Mrs Myrsdin back into the house. The lights remain on for another hour, maybe two, and then the entire block quiets again, the AGPD preparing to leave for the station once more. It seems there’s nothing else to do but get as much rest as you can before the morning ... but everything about this doesn’t sit quite right. Maybe you'll linger behind for a moment, see if you can ask a few questions, gather a bit of information, as it seems that after the brief moment of shock none of the residents seem to be particularly surprised by any of this.


5.0   The skies are blue and the sun is bright, and as Amaryllis Grove wakes up to a new day, everything feels as though Mrs Myrsdin never screamed into the night, with no signs of the AGPD having visited, and not a whisper to be said of Mrs Myrsdin's husband disappearing. If you try to investigate what happened at the house last night, Mrs Myrsdin will conveniently be absent, and any neighbours around you may either greet you with the most firm, reassuring smiles, or an outright aloofness to ignore anything you say. They’ll interject by telling you about the Harvest festivities, or make a comment about the weather. Some might sound snappish and dismissive. One thing’s for sure: everything feels tense.

But as the skies gradually shift to an overcast, one of your neighbours may gesture to the sky with another plasticky smile, commenting about the brightness of the sun. ‘It sure is bright today,’ they might say, the comment seemingly so off-handed. It’s casual, polite, and a little strained. ‘It’s got a far reach.’

It’s too bright to stare directly into the sun without damaging your eyes, but as you glance up just past it, you might notice that the sun looks a little … too close. And it doesn’t look a whole lot like a sun either, though it is bright but it looks like a large whitish sphere with a piercing, golden iris and it seems to be watching. This certainly wasn’t in the morning’s weather report.


6.0   As you continue to settle in Amaryllis Grove, you may begin to pick up on other strange things that you hadn’t noticed before – not surprising, considering the whirlwind of events that have taken place in such a short period of time and having to grow accustomed to the daily lives of the residents in Amaryllis Grove.

There are figures that resemble people scattered around town in all shapes, sizes, and races, replicated with excruciating detail, all the way down to their expressions and poses. In their everyday wear, they stoically fill in corners and take up empty spaces, and while it can’t possibly be true, their eyes seem to follow you as you move past them – even with the empty gazes of their glassy eyes. They’re made of metal and clad in something soft and pliable to make up their skin. Once you know what you’re looking for, they almost start to make themselves more visible to you. But if you study them for too long, you may begin to feel a little nauseous and queasy, and temporarily experience vertigo. Or you may start to have feelings of paranoia settle in, making you short-tempered and twitchy.

These figures can be found almost everywhere around the town, but they will mostly be populated in and around the residential blocks, looking as though they’re busily living their lives in passive background poses. They’re easy enough to miss if you aren’t sure what you’re looking for, and they’re so life-like you almost feel rude staring for too long, in case they turn their heads towards you.

And on the next night, you might catch the glimpse of a dark, stationary silhouette of a man in the Myrsdin house just before Mrs Myrsdin draws the curtains closed.

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F Y I

The events in this log take place during the month of October.

If you have questions about any of the prompts or the mission in general, please direct them HERE.

To explore a specific location or speak to any of the NPCs, please submit your search request HERE.

And finally, your soundtrack for this log:

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windstrewn: (17)

[personal profile] windstrewn 2023-10-15 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Shi Qingxuan looks at the only slightly charred yaki onigiri and lets out a judgmental hum. She might not be an amazing cook by any means, but she knows enough to get by. (It was inevitable when she had a best friend who liked to eat as much as Ming-xio—the thought of her ex best friend turned...whatever he is now stops her cold and she sets the thought aside.) Instead, the young woman takes the tongs from Yujin and begins piling a few dumplings onto his plate.]

Here, try these, I made them! [They're pork mostly, and while the ingredients hadn't been exactly what she was used to working with, they actually came out pretty good despite a few substitutions.]
Edited 2023-10-15 22:53 (UTC)
buckkeep: (pic#16532018)

[personal profile] buckkeep 2023-10-15 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
( fitz nods. possibly more than anyone, he understands complicated circumstance when it involves the lives of their children. )

I've seen him, though we haven't met, officially. He's a good lad, very polite. You should be proud. You did well by him.

( after heading home for a time, fitz took on a role within his family as a prince, and therefore accepted a lot more responsibility. he's learned how useful compliments can be, and offers them without a hint of insincerity. if lan sizhui is what comes from a father like wei wuxian, everyone should pray to have a father as loving as he. )

Then he was younger, last you saw him in your world?

( what an amazing thought. could he — is it possible to meet bee as a young woman? would fate ever be that kind to him?

fitz clears his throat, weirdly emotional at the thought of his daughter getting to live, a little princess in buckkeep, loved by her family, raised by people better than fitz.
) Ah. She's ... well, she's very strange. She's not entirely human, in fact. ( skimming past that — ) She's the most logical child you'd ever hope to meet. I swear, I have no idea where she gets it from. Things that take children years to perfect, she perfected while no one was watching. She's so diligent, so meticulous with her inks and drawings. You would like her, I think. There's no one quite like her.
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[personal profile] dispassioned 2023-10-15 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[He doesn’t resist as Arisu pulls him closer. If anything, he leans into it, tipsy enough to be hungry for contact and wanting to be touched.

He releases a soft huff at Arisu’s words.]


I want to.

[Though he sounds almost sullen as he says it. Frustrated. Shouldn’t it be obvious that’s what he wants? But of course, it wouldn’t be, would it? Not after how he’s behaved in the past. And he’s running out of time to prove he can be different.

And he wants a lot of things right now, wanting to stick together is just the easiest one to admit to. He wants Arisu's hands in his hair and he wants to taste Arisu’s skin. But he can’t say that, for the same reason he can’t expect Arisu to understand he genuinely wants to work with him. Being a two-faced, double dealing liar has consequences.

Drunk cuddling is all he can hope for and, honestly, more than he deserves.

He’s not sure if he wishes he drank more or less. Less, and he’d be able to properly dissociate from these feelings, as usual. More, and he’d at least be too wasted to think about them. As it is he’s just drunk enough to both feel them and brood over them.

He sighs and rest his head against Arisu's shoulder, studiously pretending not to feel or think about anything.]
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[personal profile] drawsblood 2023-10-15 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He rests his head back and gives a hearty laugh. ]

They wouldn't. They would warn us so none of us are in the middle of something. Besides, we probably have to be standing on the transport platform.
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[personal profile] morethan084 2023-10-15 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
I mean, it doesn't always happen like that.

[Daisy explains, her smile fading a little.]

But I think you're right. At this point, we'll be here till the end.
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[personal profile] singlelogbridge 2023-10-15 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Honestly, the bit about not being entirely human barely makes him blink. At this point it isn't near as shocking as it might have been, and when Fitz speaks of his daughter with so much obvious love in his voice, it's hard to care about near anything else. Wei Wuxian finds his smile hurting his cheeks as he listens to the man describe his daughter.]

I'm sure I would love her. She sounds wonderful. [And he means it, she really does.]

And don't give me too much credit for Sizhui, he gets all that politeness and sweetness from his other father. [he laughs.] It's his mischief he gets from me.

I bet Sizhui would like your Little Bee if they ever met too.
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[personal profile] buckkeep 2023-10-15 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
( she is wonderful. quite possibly the best thing fitz ever did with his life was hope to conceive bee. )

Other father, you say? ( he looks surprised — though there was a time when there would be some confusion on the thought of two men together, fitz is an old man now, and much harder to scandalize. ultimately, he thinks every man should only hope to grab the threads of passing happiness as they cross by. had he done that in his youth, fitz would've lived a very different life.) Well, he must be very polite if he counteracts your mischief.

I think so, too. They have a bit in common. ( fitz smiles conspiratorially at him — it's always weirdly easy to let his playful side come out around wei wuxian. he holds up two fingers. ) Two fathers. ( a third finger pops up ) Though, Bee had a mother as well. Molly.
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[personal profile] astudyinviolet 2023-10-16 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Just Noah? Interesting but his childhood best friend was simply Jon with no family name, it is hardly something new to him. Sherlock looks at Noah. Younger than him. Though from appearance and manner alone, it is hard to narrow down Noah's age further. What could be the reason for his question? Lack of exposure to music due to a lack of resources? His world lacking attention to music overall? ]

It is something like you just witnessed only more formal. People attend a concert for the purpose of listening to the music performance, often in a concert hall. Though, they can also be performed in venues such as this.

[ Here, it's much more lax. Some people are focusing on the music, but others enjoy the pleasant weather and company of others as the music fades into the background of their consciousness. ]
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[personal profile] offseers 2023-10-16 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
Fake?

[ he doesn't like that word. it makes him feel uncomfortable with himself. once, there were two noahs. noah and N. who was real and who was fake? ]
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[personal profile] alternatives 2023-10-16 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
Mm.

( a hum. a good and a thank you all wrapped up, without the need for words.

the conversation could lull, then. arisu is about as contented as he can be, with chishiya cradled at his side, a successful night of plotting and scheming behind them. but — he feels a little like a kid at a sleepover, constantly flirting with the idea of sleep but then saying the first thing that comes to his mind instead, trying to keep everyone at this party of two awake for a little while longer. languidly, he strokes his fingers up and down chishiya's spine, petting him.
)

Can I ask you something?
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[personal profile] dispassioned 2023-10-16 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Chishiya's eyes flutter closed for a moment as Arisu’s fingers trace their way up his spine. That’s nice, actually, and successfully distracts him from his brooding. He hums softly at Arisu's question and tilts his head up to look at him, trying to ignore how close their faces are now.]

Go ahead.
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[personal profile] unjedi 2023-10-16 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
None of us think that.

Do you want to say what it is?
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[personal profile] bindsthedead 2023-10-16 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Sabriel is going to be... a little put out by that, but will keep her head down and do her work, taking on any overtime assignments that are offered. She will politely express concern at there being so many suicides, but not ask any further questions.

And then she's going to break in after hours, using magic more than brute force as she tries to get into wherever the bodies are stored/embalming happens.
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[personal profile] alternatives 2023-10-16 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
( he hesitates. whatever can be said about this mission's dark underside, it does feel like a protective bubble right now (except for that lady's husband). arisu isn't fully sure he wants to penetrate it with the memory of borderland, but he's also ... curious. chishiya lays a lot of himself out on the table, no matter what he thinks — but he's still a mystery to arisu, after everything. that one piece on the game board he can never full understand, like a kind who can move more than one space across, or a bishop that goes wherever he pleases. )

The gunfight with Niragi. ( he swallows dryly. his hands moves up, sifting lazily through chishiya's hair. ) When you agreed, you said I should get revenge. Did you actually want me to shoot you?

( impossible to think about now — but it was less impossible then. chishiya has become precious, whether he likes it or not. )
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[personal profile] offseers 2023-10-16 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
Noah.

[ a very normal looking boy. save for a strange tattoo on his hand. ]

I can make it if you like. I'm not a great cook but a recipe shouldn't be too hard.
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[personal profile] offseers 2023-10-16 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ music for pleasure. not just for sending off the dead. what kind of life would that be like? something like this place? ]

So there are places just for listening to music?
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[personal profile] dispassioned 2023-10-16 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[He blinks once vaguely surprised by the question and simultaneously distracted by Arisu's fingers in his hair. He breathes out slowly, soothed enough that he doesn’t find it especially hard to answer the question.]

Maybe. I wouldn’t have minded. I thought I deserved it. I didn’t see why you wouldn’t want to.

[At least, not until Arisu gave his little speech about not wanting to be selfish or pull the trigger for himself.]
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[personal profile] drawsblood 2023-10-16 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
We will. It has been a long journey to get to this point.

[ He thinks back on all the missions, what they discovered, what was left unknown as they all disappeared back to the station, and the people they left behind. ]

I wonder what will happen to Viveca and Degar.
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[personal profile] mienai 2023-10-16 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
Hagakure's heart breaks for this family, for this lady who talks to the figure, because something is clearly very wrong here. That's her husband, but is it really? And if it really is, is he suffering? The idea of being stuck like that is very scary... and yet, she can't help but remember when she had cried 'it came for him'. So she ends up spending the daytime trying to be kinder to Mrs. Myrsdin, bringing her bagged candies or cakes, doing whatever she can to help cheer her up. She of course also mentions her current cover: wanting to be an investigative journalist when she's out of school.

During the day, Hagakure waits until Mr. Myrsdin 'leaves for work'. And while Mrs. Myrsdin is picking up the paper or taking trash out for pick-up, she approaches, fully invisible to any naked eye. In a hushed voice, she speaks up: "Mrs. Myrsdin — it's me, Hagakure. Could I speak to you in private? I'm... I need your help. If you have the time to talk..."
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[personal profile] alternatives 2023-10-16 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
You don't deserve it.

( he says it decisively, fingers accidentally snagging on a bit of chishiya's hair, soothing his scalp afterwards in apology. his eyes go up to the ceiling, thoughtful, considering the weight of words. they've always been his greatest weapon, more for the feeling out behind them than any real loquacious talent. he finds, he has a lot of feelings for chishiya, actually. he doesn't know what that means either. )

I told you, you've changed. You've changed even more now, into someone I could really ... Someone I do really admire. ( he finds chishiya's hand somewhere on his torso and places his over it, squeezing, bringing it up to the center of his chest. ) Even if I did die at the Beach, though. You still wouldn't deserve it. You have a lot of good to do, still.
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The Science Teacher Returns

[personal profile] groupiedrifter 2023-10-16 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Newt figures why fix it if it ain't broken? He's always been particularly good at blending in as a very eccentric school teacher, so that's exactly what he aims for! Good ol' Mr. Farr-Geiszler, biology teacher slash quirky inventor in his part-time, donning his unorthodox leather jacket and jewelry, here to snoop around the school and see just what the kiddos of the town have to say about this place! He'll be focusing more heavily on the teen experience, as well as looking for any really off oddities surrounding them. Kids are more likely to rat on their folks or on the weird on-goings, especially if their parents get wrapped up in the mysteries... so...!

Any hooks the school system or students might have, mods?

Points of interest among faculty for him to aim his sniffer at?
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[personal profile] dispassioned 2023-10-16 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
[It occurs to Chishiya distantly that if Arisu keeps talking he's not sure he’ll be able to stop himself from kissing him.

But of course, he does keep taking and somehow Chishiya manages to resist giving in to temptation, mostly because he does have something he needs to say to that. His fingers curl where Arisu places his hand, lightly gripping the loose fabric of his t-shirt.]


If you had died at the Beach, I wouldn’t have changed. I wouldn’t know how to do the good you’re talking about.

[He'd told him as much after he was shot. That Arisu was one of the reasons he was able to push himself to act out of character.]
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[personal profile] alternatives 2023-10-16 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
( that finally gets arisu to look down at him, pulling back enough to get a good look at his face. not that he doubts this is what chishiya believes about himself — he hasn't exactly been quiet about his low opinion of himself, even if he's more likely to play it off as a joke than with any sincerity. arisu knows what that's like. and while he can't see whatever it is chishiya sees when he looks at him — he does see chishiya. he sees him trying. he sees that he's always been trying, even if at one point that try was balanced out by sacrificing arisu. borderland might've shown the very worst depths of people's souls, but arisu doesn't necessarily think people should be judged on the worst of themselves. chishiya did bad. look at him now, doctoring for no pay, fixing the problems wrong with the universe, one world at a time. why not judge him on that good, instead? )

You've always been good.

( again, it's decisive. he giggles a little. his hand reaches out and boops him on the nose. )

Silly.
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[personal profile] oiorpata 2023-10-16 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
That sounds like a personal choice.

[ she finds herself grinning a little bit at this point. ]

But it's not like I'm kicking you up and at 'em.
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[personal profile] morethan084 2023-10-16 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Daisy looks relieved by that offer.]

Really? You don't mind?