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aionlogs2022-07-29 02:05 am
lifespanned) wrote in aionlogs2022-07-29 02:05 am
OPEN
WHO: Misa & co.
WHAT: event aftermath!
WHERE: Achamoth, tiny smidge of Godsblood
WHEN: late Soviseri, early Firaseri
WARNINGS: will add if applicable!
I. early return (citadel, misa's room)
[ The return to Achamoth is, ironically, uneventful.
Misa is unconscious for most of it, and when she makes it back to the Citadel, those who see her right when the Godsblood envoy returns will see that she needs the servants' assistance walking to her quarters, and she favors weight far more to her right side. Even still, she doesn't wrap an arm around those who assist her, either, the reason for which is a net of bandages that cover and wrap around the entirety of her right shoulder.
Those who don't witness her directly may still become privy to her weakened state; she doesn't emerge from her quarters for a full day after after the return, which is highly unusual behavior for the outgoing and boisterous Misa, often seen around the Citadel bothering anyone she lays eyes on. Should any other Kenoma try to reach out to her with Communion, or further yet, knock at her door, she'll answer with a tired and irritable: ]
What is it? I'm trying to sleep, here.
II. later return (in the city)
[ When Misa gathers the strength to do more than keep herself contained to the Citadel, the first thing she tries to do is drag other people out with her. It's her number one way of dealing with anything unpleasant in life - to bury it, deeply, beneath something fun and happy and exciting. She's certain she won't be thinking about everything that happened in Godsblood if she spends a little time outdoors with a companion. And luckily, she'll drag just about anyone she knows out with her.
But it's perhaps that over eagerness to go do something to take her mind off things that prompts her to... push herself too fast. While she seems enthusiastic to go outdoors, the fact of the matter is that she's still not wholly herself - her hair remains un-styled, face bare of makeup, due to the lack of mobility in her right arm while it heals. Heavy blood loss in Godsblood has rendered her complexion a little paler than usual, and difficulty moving has rendered her wardrobe much less extravagant and cute than is typical of her outdoors fare.
Not long after she and her trusty out-on-the-town friend have made it away from the Citadel, she suddenly stumbles and slumps heavily in her companion's side in an uncharacteristically awkward fashion. ]
Woah...! I guess I'm still a little woozy.... [ She gives a nervous laugh, clearly trying to play off her dizzy spell— she even tries to reorient herself (with little success, still basically leaning into her Kenopal for support), sticking her tongue out cutely as if she'd just tripped on a rock instead of come close to fainting. ] Gosh, I feel so clumsy.
III. wildcard + closed starters
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lunarians or in the discord if you'd like to do something aftermath flavored that doesn't fit into these! i'm ofc also open to communions for any pleroma that wanna do aftermath stuff, since it's not likely misa will be up and about in godsblood for long. anywho, i'll be putting closed starters below! )
WHAT: event aftermath!
WHERE: Achamoth, tiny smidge of Godsblood
WHEN: late Soviseri, early Firaseri
WARNINGS: will add if applicable!
I. early return (citadel, misa's room)
[ The return to Achamoth is, ironically, uneventful.
Misa is unconscious for most of it, and when she makes it back to the Citadel, those who see her right when the Godsblood envoy returns will see that she needs the servants' assistance walking to her quarters, and she favors weight far more to her right side. Even still, she doesn't wrap an arm around those who assist her, either, the reason for which is a net of bandages that cover and wrap around the entirety of her right shoulder.
Those who don't witness her directly may still become privy to her weakened state; she doesn't emerge from her quarters for a full day after after the return, which is highly unusual behavior for the outgoing and boisterous Misa, often seen around the Citadel bothering anyone she lays eyes on. Should any other Kenoma try to reach out to her with Communion, or further yet, knock at her door, she'll answer with a tired and irritable: ]
What is it? I'm trying to sleep, here.
II. later return (in the city)
[ When Misa gathers the strength to do more than keep herself contained to the Citadel, the first thing she tries to do is drag other people out with her. It's her number one way of dealing with anything unpleasant in life - to bury it, deeply, beneath something fun and happy and exciting. She's certain she won't be thinking about everything that happened in Godsblood if she spends a little time outdoors with a companion. And luckily, she'll drag just about anyone she knows out with her.
But it's perhaps that over eagerness to go do something to take her mind off things that prompts her to... push herself too fast. While she seems enthusiastic to go outdoors, the fact of the matter is that she's still not wholly herself - her hair remains un-styled, face bare of makeup, due to the lack of mobility in her right arm while it heals. Heavy blood loss in Godsblood has rendered her complexion a little paler than usual, and difficulty moving has rendered her wardrobe much less extravagant and cute than is typical of her outdoors fare.
Not long after she and her trusty out-on-the-town friend have made it away from the Citadel, she suddenly stumbles and slumps heavily in her companion's side in an uncharacteristically awkward fashion. ]
Woah...! I guess I'm still a little woozy.... [ She gives a nervous laugh, clearly trying to play off her dizzy spell— she even tries to reorient herself (with little success, still basically leaning into her Kenopal for support), sticking her tongue out cutely as if she'd just tripped on a rock instead of come close to fainting. ] Gosh, I feel so clumsy.
III. wildcard + closed starters
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crying over him being relieved/disappointed over not getting to give her blood
[ She lets out an overdramatized puff of air, her lips buzzing on the last few seconds of it. Somehow, she's managed to stay mostly uninvolved with all the Innocence mess that started in Venera, and Estinien's connection to it is the same. Though she does remember him having quite a bit to say about the Pleroma before... ]
I guess I was just wondering if you ran into any serious trouble...? You look fine, but, you know, you can never tell. With some of us having super healing and stuff. And you did say you were a demon, or something, right?
he hasn't made his mind up about it all the way 😔
... Half demon. One of my birth parents was a human. But... yes, I heal much more quickly than most humans. So, even though I did fight some of the Pleroma, there isn't anything to worry about.
[ both his ears have grown back, it's fine ]
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[ Demon, half-demon, she's not sure what makes the difference, but it's an interesting tidbit nonetheless. She supposes it doesn't actually matter how much she understands the distinction; the fact that he's a demon at all is still fascinating to grapple with. ]
I always thought demons and half-demons would look.... well, different.
[ different how she doesn't elaborate, but she does keep giving him a once over, as if she's about to randomly, all of the sudden notice horns growing out of his head or an evil looking tail. ]
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[ He looks at her, head tilted slightly. ]
Did demons exist, where you come from?
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[ She says, shrugging once. ]
But there's legends. About beings like "shinigami" — gods of death. [ In the moment, she finds she doesn't mind alluding to their existence - so long as it's under the guise of her pretending not to understand what they were, nor confirming that she ever saw or met one. ] Apparently, they look a lot spookier than you do. Though I don't think I'd find you that scary, even if you had horns and wings or something.
[ Even if he was a "hideous monster," or whatever... she's made friends with all kinds of scary looking beings. ]
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Really? What if I had the tusks of a boar and a tiger's claws? And I was horribly ugly?
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[ There's a pause before she denies it, because she's actually looking up in thought and imagining what he would look like with the described features. No, even features like that don't seem scary, but perhaps she's been desensitized. ]
Misa is tougher to scare off than you think, [ She says this with a note of pride, her chin jutting out just slightly. ] Besides, aren't tiger's claws kind of cute?
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[ He looks surprised, at first, but then sort of bewilderedly, skeptically amused. ]
Has Misa ever fought a tiger?
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[ Paws, claws, what's the difference? She looks endeared even speaking about them. ]
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Some tigers can take off a man's head with those paws, you know? This humble disciple once fought a tiger that had lived so long and devoured so many men it had become an evil spirit. It was very difficult to subdue. I don't think I have ever heard somebody call one 'cute'.
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[ She will not budge from this opinion? In fact, she says this like this should be greatly obvious to him. ]
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[ The way language works here means the Horosian word she uses for 'zoo' isn't incomprehensible to him, but because Binghe is from olden times he can only relate it to the concept of, like, an exotic menagerie kept by an emperor or other fabulously wealthy person. He looks at her in surprise. ]
You've visited one?