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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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offseers: (Great Cotte Falls (Night))

[personal profile] offseers 2023-10-16 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Not at all. I'm used to cooking.

[ he doesn't do it a lot but it's a skill everyone in keves possesses to some degree. ]
deferences: dns (♪ comment)

since they'll already be getting some dancing done, time to help with cooking

[personal profile] deferences 2023-10-16 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
[after getting mostly acquainted, sizhui takes it upon himself to explore a little, knowing full well that this ought to be a pretty safe venture, given his location. however, coming upon arisu struggling with something in the kitchen has him hesitating, eyebrows lifted, second thoughts immediately overriding that idea as he watches the scene before him.

maybe he should help? lest arisu injures himself or really does end up with a whole disaster on his hands.
] Ah, ah, how are things going in here? Do you need a hand?

[might as well try and make it seem like he thinks arisu's not struggling too much, right?]
deferences: dns (16)

[personal profile] deferences 2023-10-16 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
[for whatever it's worth, chishiya looks far more comfortable in his slightly unbuttoned and rolled-sleeves shirt; sizhui's outfit isn't as uncomfortable as some of the other stuff he's been in, but it did take him a little while to get used to the suspenders and their use in connection with his pants. given this is a party, he figured it better to at least try and dress accordingly, rather than show up in a school uniform of all things.

once he spots chishiya, the hand he's currently not holding an onigiri with gets lifted so he can wave first, then he begins making his way over, pushing aside long hair that's come loose from his carefully crisscrossed hairpins.
]

Wallflowering again, are we? [only gently teasing because of the circumstances.]
morethan084: (confused/concerned)

[personal profile] morethan084 2023-10-16 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Daisy frowns at the mention of Viveca and Degar.]

I don't know. I wonder if they know either.

[She has never grown close with either of them like some of the others have, but she wouldn't want anything bad to happen to them either.]
morethan084: (eyesclosed)

[personal profile] morethan084 2023-10-16 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
One that might help us gather information.

[Daisy points out, her eyes falling closed again.]

Good. Because if you were, you'd have to unwind yourself anyway.

[Not that she seems to mind. At the very least Andy is keeping her warm in the otherwise cold house.]
fortitudosalutis: (Default)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2023-10-16 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Nobody bled.

[ It’s answered matter of factly. You risk these things practicing with live weapons. God doesn’t love a coward. ]

You pick her, or you get hitched by surprise?
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[personal profile] morethan084 2023-10-16 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Always a good thing.

[She almost makes a joke about Andy's healing, but she's not sure whether or not he knows about that.]

She picked me, actually.
dispassioned: (pic#16684091)

[personal profile] dispassioned 2023-10-16 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
[He scrunches his nose up as Arisu boops it, and he blinks at him, perplexed. He is honestly not sure how Arisu can say that, all things considered, but he actually seems to believe it.

Chishiya doesn’t get it.

He narrows his eyes slightly in what would almost be a glare if there were any irritation in it. As it stands, there’s mostly bemusement, which he covers the same way he covers most things: with trolling. Or what might look like trolling.]


If you keep saying things like that, I’m going to kiss you on the mouth.

[Even as he says it he’s not sure himself if it’s a warning or a challenge or a request for permission.]
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legalcy: (🦊Tomorrow I have to clean 2 bathrooms)

[personal profile] legalcy 2023-10-16 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
[By now, Minimus has mapped out how the food is organized. Canned goods on this isle, materials that are inedible on their own but are components for "baking" are there, green vegetables are mostly stored in one area. There's a sort of order to this. Now, knowing how they actually taste is a different affair. Minimus doesn't need food, so his shopping is mostly for appearances than for planning an actually edible meal.

He looks down at the pile of tomatoes, herbs, and pasta in his basket, all purchased according to a recipe from a magazine.]
I.........think it's in the sauce isle.
fortitudosalutis: (019)

[personal profile] fortitudosalutis 2023-10-16 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ Carver tilts his head. Now’s a decent time to get information if he can, despite the circumstances. ] Why?
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morethan084: (eyebrow/listening)

[personal profile] morethan084 2023-10-16 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[She's surprised he'd ask her that, but she answers anyway.]

Because we trust each other.
alternatives: (pic#16725701)

[personal profile] alternatives 2023-10-16 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
( ah. well.

was that look before sincere, then? if it's on his mind, maybe it must be. then again, it could just be a thing that people say. "stop that or i'll kiss you", like it's a threat. borderland would've been a lot more preferable, if kisses were as bad as it got — then again, they probably would've found a way to make that messed up, too. so maybe it's better that kisses are still sanctified, still treasured pieces of priceless affection. and that chishiya is offering one up ... or maybe not. either way, arisu holds the key to finding out.

he doesn't blush, because he's not sure if he should, yet. if it's a joke, he'll blush in embarrassment for taking it seriously, and if it's not a joke, he'll blush for a wholly other reason. while the truth is still in limbo, even if both results are the same, arisu finds a little bit of confidence, walking the tightrope in the divide that always exists between what chishiya says and what he means. this could be a question. if it is, the answer is yes, emphatically, yes.
)

Calling you silly? ( his fingers twirl around chishiya's hair again. softer this time. ) You have some weird kinks.
dispassioned: (pic#16738335)

[personal profile] dispassioned 2023-10-16 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Infuriating. He can’t tell if Arisu is messing with him or if he’s oblivious again. He lifts his head to get a better look at him.

He might be messing with him. Maybe.

Hm.

He lifts an eyebrow and tilts his head.]


Do you really want to talk about my kinks, Arisu-kun?
lostdestiny: (sad - oops meyrin)

[personal profile] lostdestiny 2023-10-16 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ He chews on this for a bit. It's one thing to dart around "remember that time our chief of state announced that he was imposing a genetic caste system on the entire world as the only way to save humanity from an endless cycle of firing superweapons at each other and anyone who didn't agree would get a giant laser to the face, and I was the one fighting really hard to stop people from blowing up the giant laser before it could fire on the place I was born" in shorthand with Yzak, because Shinn doesn't have to say any of that out loud with Yzak and he's pretty sure Yzak can infer the "yeah oops." But the absolute disaster that was trying to thank tipsy Athrun for stopping him has put Shinn off trying to talk through it in depth. So Ahsoka is only getting shorthand. ]

Someone had an idea for a world without wars. And I wanted that, a lot.
alternatives: (pic#16666492)

[personal profile] alternatives 2023-10-16 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
( ok, he probably had that coming, being that he's the one who mentioned kinks at all. that's on him. he still looks at chishiya's perked head with surprise in his expression, wrestling the muscles in his mouth to keep from smiling too obviously. he looks like a cat who just saw a canary on the wall, rearing back on his haunches to take the leap. )

That ... feels like a trick question.
dispassioned: (pic#16639487)

[personal profile] dispassioned 2023-10-16 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Does it?

[Well, he supposes it might be one. In a way. Maybe there’s some part of Chishiya that can’t stop himself from asking trick questions and playing mind games. Even after everything, sometimes it still feels safer than honesty.]

What do you think the trick will be?

[That might seem like another trick question, he realizes that as soon as he says it. But it's actually honest. He wonders what game Arisu thinks he’s playing at.]
oiorpata: (30)

[personal profile] oiorpata 2023-10-16 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
You still made it.

[ sometimes, often times, they really do argue like they're five. ]

I'm comfortable so you're stuck with me. Good night.

[ never mind that it is in fact morning, evidenced by daisy attempting to hide from the sun. to prove her point she simply snuggles in closer. ]
alternatives: (pic#16666479)

[personal profile] alternatives 2023-10-16 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
Um.

( it's the lingering on kink talk that makes arisu — not uncomfortable, but shy. it's hard to know how he's feeling, really. acknowledging that chishiya is attractive is not anything new, but deciding he wants to kiss him? that feels like dangerous new information. the kind you keep close to home, until you're sure about it. something that has to be cultivated and grown. his crushes always work like that, until they're so verdant they're bursting out from him, in everything he does.

one could probably look at his insisting on picking chishiya up and cuddling him fiercely and making him wear arisu's shirts to bed and say he's well past bursting. he just hadn't noticed, that being married is so nice because it's him.
)

I don't know. I guess, maybe you'd say your kink is everything I'm not. So I'd look dumb for being interested. ( he laughs ) That sounds very childish, out loud. Anyway, I can already guess all your kinks, so you don't have to tell me anyway.
dispassioned: (pic#16639490)

[personal profile] dispassioned 2023-10-16 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
[He raises both eyebrows this time. Amused. Maybe intrigued.]

Can you? That’s interesting.

[He wonders what Arisu thinks he knows about his kinks. Then again, Arisu does have a way of being perceptive in surprising ways. Maybe he’s not bullshitting.

In any case Chishiya puts a pin in that for now. He needs to circle back to something else.]


I don’t want to make you look stupid.

[Honesty, like medicine, is easier in small doses. So this seems like a good place to start. Really, if he wants someone to feel stupid he will tell them to their face that they are stupid. That’s not what he’s doing here.]
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[personal profile] drawsblood 2023-10-16 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Mm. Perhaps the orb whispered something to Degar when he made his deal. It's impossible to know unless he says something about where they'll go.

[ He rubs his thumb across her skin. ]

I feel like we should be allowed our memories when we leave. How else are we to prevent ourselves from making the same choices again and having the same regrets?
alternatives: (pic#16743859)

[personal profile] alternatives 2023-10-16 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
( he absolutely can not. he might be able to do some homlesiam mind palace bullshit to sort it out, but that would require him to think about chishiya and kinks for any extended amount of time. chishiya and sex, probably. it's dangerous to let his thoughts go down that path, when chishiya is still plastered against him.

and anyway. his smile softens in chishiya's direction. "i don't want to make you look stupid" would be a priceless compliment from chishiya to anyone else. but arisu, lucky duck that he is, has "you did good" tucked in his back pocket. no one knows how long he'll be basking in that.
)

I know. I don't really think that. ( they're undercover, technically. there are ample opportunities to make arisu look like an idiot. chishiya doesn't need some convoluted happenstance where arisu brings up kinks in a normal conversation, because someone's trolling is rubbing off on him. ) Then you'd be married to an idiot, besides. How bad would that look?
dispassioned: (pic#16734796)

[personal profile] dispassioned 2023-10-16 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[He hums softly, plucking idly at Arisu's shirt.]

I don’t care about that, either.

[About how things look. About what people think. Well, most people, anyway. He cares about what Arisu thinks, apparently, or he wouldn’t be struggling with this. He'd make a joke of it and let Arisu live with his anxieties. But that’s not what he wants either. At the very least Arisu deserves to know where he stands.

Assuming, of course, Chishiya can manage to communicate it to any significant degree.]


My point is I haven’t been trying to trick you. I’ve been flirting with you.

[As in, genuinely flirting. Or trying to. He adds dryly:]

My sincerity could use some work.
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singlelogbridge: (73)

[personal profile] singlelogbridge 2023-10-16 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[He wrinkles his nose and sighs dramatically. He's already been down that aisle and couldn't find anything that seemed remotely welcoming to his taste buds, but he'll try again.]

Care to join me?
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[personal profile] singlelogbridge 2023-10-16 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, yikes, that certainly is a tone, isn't it? Wei Wuxian raises a brow and offers the man a friendly smile as he comes up beside him.]

I was going to say friendly conversation though I suspect I've come to the wrong place for that. [And he could leave it there, he's tempted to, but instead he remains, his smile sobering a little.]

You look like you're about one neighborly greeting from setting some of these houses on fire. Would a spar help? [Because Carver snapping on some poor civilian isn't exactly going to be helpful to the mission.]
singlelogbridge: (74)

[personal profile] singlelogbridge 2023-10-16 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
Anything that tastes good! [What the fuck is gelatin anyway? Wei Wuxian stares at Chishiya and then the gelatin and then sets the box in his hand back on the shelf. He's willing to try new foods, but he draws the line at whatever the hell gelatin is. (Why is the box so small? What could possibly come out of it?)

At Chishiya's assessment he lets out a soft whine and his posture deflates.
]

How do people eat anything here? Everything I've had so far has been so bland. [His brow furrows and he fixes Chishiya with a conspiratorial look, speaking softly to avoid being overheard.]

Do you think it has to do with the people on this world? Maybe they don't have the same sense of taste. [That would explain it, right?]