Entry tags:
- amos burton: lover,
- barnaby brooks jr: lover,
- ciel: martyr,
- emet-selch: champion,
- eustace: firebrand,
- father paul hill: martyr,
- howl: celebrant,
- kaeya alberich: lover,
- liem talbott: champion,
- lottie person: visionary,
- majorita: firebrand,
- makoto ("m"): firebrand,
- matt jamison: visionary,
- meteion: innocent,
- minegishi gen: lover,
- misa amane: lover,
- rin yamaoka: firebrand,
- silco: visionary,
- tartaglia (childe): firebrand
welcome to achamoth
WHO: Kenoma Aions
WHAT: Welcoming party for the new Kenoma!
WHERE: Achamoth
WHEN: May, a few evenings post the TDM
WARNINGS: None for now!
WHAT: Welcoming party for the new Kenoma!
WHERE: Achamoth
WHEN: May, a few evenings post the TDM
WARNINGS: None for now!
I. 𝙒𝙀𝙇𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙀 𝘼𝙄𝙊𝙉𝙎! 🍸🎉 As per several many (slightly annoying) communion invitations, come a few evenings past the arrivals of the new Kenoma, there’s a party being thrown in a building just outside the Citadel. And thanks to the combined efforts Misa, Lottie, Gen, Matt, Luo Binghe, Amos, and more, the space is quite inviting. The tables set up are adorned with plenty of vibrant food and decadent drinks, all laid upon gothic, lacy tablecloths. There’s even live music— a small group of Achamite musicians playing the closest thing there is to grunge folk are plucking at strings in the corner. The hosts for the night, Misa and Lottie, stand in the entryway to usher their fellow Aions in. They’ll be busy accounting for everyone being in attendance for the first hour or so of the party (because they’ll start bothering people through Communion who don’t show up), so characters will be free for a while to peruse what they’ve set up: The largest table aside from the one that’s supporting all the fancy finger foods has a placard on it that reads “♡GAME TABLE♡”. This long, long table is taken up half way by shot glasses that have been pre-filled with a clear, fruity smelling alcohol. The other half of the table has a message written by Misa and Lottie:
Next to that placard are blank cards with three blank slots, as well as several quills. Getting three people to sign your card seems like it’ll result in you getting a prize! Allegedly. ![]() The second area of interest is an area with a black curtain pinned up, and an Achamite artist sitting in front of an easel… that’s right, they’ve hired a sketch artist to take people’s (very quick) portraits, thinking that since everyone can’t take selfies, it’d be nice to have some other physical memento of the party. Problem is, with the budget constraints for the party, they can’t afford to pay for everyone to get one alone - characters will need to pair up! There are a number of small miscellaneous accessories they’ve procured (hats, jewelry, etc.) that characters can wear if they wish. The artist seems a little fickle, though, and may keep asking characters to change poses or, you know, get closer so they can both fit in the frame… Characters who are wallflowers or simply don’t want to participate will be fresh out of luck— Misa and Lottie will be patrolling around the venue after ushering people in to ensure that people are participating. And yes, that means physically pushing two people together that they see sticking to the edges. You are free to handwave that they forced your character into a game or sketch with someone if they wouldn’t willingly participate! By the way, while characters are increasingly encouraged by Misa and Lottie throughout the evening to play with other characters in order to complete their cards, when they actually turn them in to the hosts, no prize will be immediately offered. You can handwave your character receiving a very non-committal “it’s not here yet,” “I’ll get back to you on this,” or “Wow, good job! Talk to me later, okay?” from either Misa or Lottie if they actually go through the effort to turn their card in. |
II. 𝙒𝙊𝙍𝘿𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝙒𝙄𝙎𝘿𝙊𝙈 🗣🎙 After everyone’s had a chance to have some booze, food, and possibly some embarrassing (or revealing?) moments while playing games, Misa and Lottie will signal for everyone to quiet down, and will step onto a small podium that they’ve brought into the venue. It’s during this time that they’ll finally address the group. Lottie speaks first:
The two of them will introduce each speaker as they come up to the podium and give their spiel. The speeches that take place can be found here. Characters will have the opportunity to ask questions after each speech for clarifications or further details, so long as the speech giver is willing to answer. Once everyone has had their chance to share their knowledge, Misa will thank the speakers, and raise a glass of the closest thing Horos has to champagne for a toast:
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III. 𝙀𝙎𝘾𝘼𝙋𝙀 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘾𝙄𝙏𝙔 🏃♂️💨🎭 ![]() Shortly after Misa’s closing speech, some of the Achamite workers who have been hired to work at the party will have worked up the courage to approach Aions directly (particularly those with their shards visible.) Newer Aions may not have had a chance to experience this just yet, with their relative newness to the city, but Achamite citizens treat Kenoma Aions with the utmost excitement and religious fervor. It’s common for them to make generous offerings to Kenoma Aions if they are recognized or if their shard is spotted, or treat the Kenoma Aions in general as celebrities. This can result in your character being badgered with questions and offerings from the few non-Aions in the crowd helping with the party – older Kenoma Aions will recognize this behavior for what it is. Misa and Lottie will also take notice of this starting to happen, and will mentally communion urge everyone to leave the party ASAP before it turns into a meet and greet for overly enthusiastic onlookers. They’ll do their best to divert the attention of anyone getting too nosy by intercepting, but they won’t be able to keep everyone from experiencing this. Any lingering questions about the apparent reverence the Achamites hold for the Kenoma Aions will have to be answered by older Aions — preferably while you make a clever escape. Outside the party venue is the rest of Achamoth, with the Citadel stretching high above into the dark night sky above. You can make a quick return back to the Citadel’s familiar dining halls and bedrooms, or perhaps you want to escape to somewhere else in the city. |
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party games
Amos good-naturedly lets her drag him along. He hadn't exactly been looking to play any games — he's really more of a wallflower type of guy — but like he's gonna say no to her? ]
Sure. [ He picks up a drink in preparation, thinking it over, and it's weird how this is already harder than he thought it'd be. ] Never have I ever... played never have I ever. At least, pretty sure I haven't.
[ Is this the part where he takes a drink? Shit. Help him; he'll catch on quick enough. ]
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[ And she really means that, if the dainty, amused way she says it is any indicator. She can tell just by looking that this is totally not Amos's scene, so she's determined to help him feel a little more comfortable. Explaining a game should be easy enough. Maybe then it'll be easier for him to play with someone else... she already has her own fruity beverage in hand to play. ]
We'll take turns saying "never have I ever" done something! Like, if I say, "never have I ever kissed someone!" Then you have to take a drink if you've done it. It's a good way to learn funny and interesting stuff about people. Do you get it?
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He takes another second to think it over. What's something... ah. ]
Never have I ever been famous.
[ And he's kinda hoping that part stays true, even though the longer he resides in Achamoth, the more difficult that's probably gonna be. Sure, he's been famous-adjacent — Cap had accidentally gone viral, and he'd ended up swept up in the consequences of that every now and then — but Amos himself? Nah. ]
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[ Misa takes a deliberate, long sip from her drink, grinning around the rim of the glass. So, Amos isn't some celebrity...? That makes sense, given his personality, she thinks. Plus, are there even celebrities in space? Does the internet exist up there? ]
Did you do that on purpose? Can you tell that I'm famous? Or was that just a lucky guess?
[ There's a playful note of curiosity to her questions, truly just interested in how she comes off to people who had never known of her fame beforehand. ]
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II.
With a light smile as to not betray his concerns about the two draining their allowances for this on their own, he clinks his shot glass to hers before he throws back the shot. Without much hesitance he decides quickly after to speak up, although he's not sure how well she'll remember what's said when under the influence. ]
I'll take you both out shopping to get something nice within the next few days for your efforts, how's that sound? You both worked really hard.
[ Also, while he doesn't look it, he is definitely eyeing Misa closely in case she suddenly topples over. ]
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Aww, do you really mean that? See, how come all the other guys can't be like Childe? They're all acting like I twisted their arm or something, they're so mean....
[ ...to be fair, she kind of did, with bothering everyone relentless into coming and participating. But the end result was good, wasn't it? Everyone got up to speed and at least saw the faces of all the other Aions. Aside from Howl, who she hasn't been able to reach this whole night. Her mind's been pretty preoccupied, so she hasn't worried too much about it.
Nonetheless, she stacks her empty shot glass onto the growing tower of them, only making it wobble a little when she does so. ]
If you're really sure, then there's somewhere I really wanna check out in town. I bet you couldn't guess!
ii. i can't believe you're making me choose
Given his lack of assistance with setup, it's only fair that he lingers behind to help with cleanup. Mostly it's an excuse to avoid joining the crowd heading into the heart of Achamoth to continue the festivities; he can't imagine anything more intolerable than adding even more people and also Aion worship into the mix after an already exhausting night.
He's steady on his feet due to his size and his frugality around the booze provided this evening, which means he's got a litle more wiggle room when it comes to intoxication. That means instead of taking the offered shot glass he takes both, one for each hand, knocking them back with efficiency before setting the glasses aside. ]
Sit down. I'll clean this up.
[ And no, he does NOT mean chug all the rest of the shots when he says clean-up. ]
beegun...
[ Catch this (slightly belated) scandalized look, Eustace. She only actually looks shocked when he formally downs the shot, having maybe expected him to hand it back to her for some reason. Thankfully, her drunk mind has made her forget that she's still pissed at Eustace for shitting on her relationship with Light.
Anyways, clearly this is a PERSONAL ATTACK, and not Eustace Being Somewhat Nice to Her Again™, so she puts her little fists on her hips, furrowing her brows and looking genuinely confused. ]
I don't wanna sit down yet. The night's so young! [ There's still plenty of time to sit around drunk in her room? ] Is this because of the drawings? I just wanted you to have some fun for once... now you're taking stuff from me and telling me to go away...
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Anyway, with the addition of two shots of alcohol now buzzing through his body, Eustace has now reached a slightly tipsy state of zen, allowing for Misa's drunken baby tantrum to slide right off him. ]
I didn't tell you to go away, I told you to sit down.
[ There's a difference, obviously??? Ignoring her pout, he gets to work cleaning up the table, dragging a trash bin over so he can start sweeping empty plates and sandwich crusts off the surface. ]
If you sit, you can have a drink.
[ That way if she keels over she'll be closer to the ground. A+ reasoning. ]
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i was so pained by your tag it took me three days to reply
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CLOSED to emet-selch
It's actually only right after his speech that she realizes it's been removed, and— wow, so that means she should actually pay attention to him now, right? Mean as it is, she feels so strongly about the Regent that it simply hadn't crossed her mind to question their actions towards him. But now all those skills he mentioned seem that much more of use.
That's why she gracefully makes her way over once he's retreated back into the mass of them all, waiting until someone's well into their speech to actually address him. Once close enough by his side, she nudges him gently with an elbow to catch his attention, in case he's engrossed in listening.
"Hey, you got that thing off your arm! Must be a big relief, huh? Now you can be together with everybody more."
It's said breezily, casually. She sort of has to crane her neck to look up at him, but she keeps her expression curious instead of judgmental.
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To the girls question he offers a simple answer: "Ah, yes. So that I may bask in the company of others," Emet-Selch says in a flatly facetious tone. He turns his attention away from the empty wine glass which he intended to make his 'company' for the majority of the night and to this girl.
"Do you have a question about the topics that I covered on stage?" He asks conversationally, gently redirecting the conversation to something more 'pleasant'.
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While the flatness of his tone in relation to the company of others does not go unmissed, she figures if he really didn't want her company, he'd be more direct about it. And so, she rambles on, chattering away.
"How are you supposed to help with those? Is it just because you know so much magic, you can deal with anything? I heard that Gen— well, Minegishi is learning from you. That's why I'm curious if it's actually been easy for you to teach someone new."
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For the first time in the evening, Ciel is feeling Vaguely Nervous. Nevertheless, she gives Misa her friendliest (but also sheepish) smile.]
Aha... Do you think that's really necessary, since we're both a little like veterans already?
[They were both part of the first batch and are friends, right?? (She's not getting out of this game, is she...)]
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[ """rescue"..... AKA, forced fun time. This is just as important as all the serious business talk tonight, in her opinion. There needs to be some level of trust between them all - if it can even be fostered. She's not ignorant to the type of people that have come to the Kenoma— she's one of the very people very willing to keep playing her cards close to her chest. But that's exactly why it's so important to break the ice even a smidge. How else are they going to cooperate on missions?
Misa senses that bout of nervousness, and just continues affectionately tugging her along, fully convinced that she's in the right, and that this silly game will help her see her friend in an entirely different light. ]
Besides, there's so much I don't know about you! Isn't there stuff you want to know about me, too? It'll be fun, come on, please....
[ She's holding out a shot glass expectantly, so no, there will be no Escaping at this point. ]
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Yeah that's more or less it and that's among the less disparaging sentiments too, tbqh...Welp. Since it's amply obvious she's not getting out of this, and Misa DID put in a lot of effort along with Lottie in setting all this up, it would be beyond rude to try weaseling her way out. Besides, it's not like she has no idea how this works either, heard and read about it during her school days tenure. Just never actually played it herself before, that's all. Her sense of responsibility ultimately
assures her surrendersees her relent, however reluctantly, and it's with a weak sigh and deflating of her shoulders that she accepts the glass from Misa.]That is, teambuilding is important, yes, so...
[...]
I-I'll, do my best. Will you be starting, Misa-san?
[...The honorific just slipped out, 😵💫]
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party games
[ He breathes out slow as she holds onto his arm. It is a warm, buzzing sensation; he really truly hates people but he has missed little things about being in their presence -- like touching them.
Still, at least, he is able to sound normal and at ease despite the warring feelings of being irritated and pleased about being dragged around! ]
Never have I ever, hm? I suppose this is a good way for us to get to know one another. [ Another soft laugh as he picks up a glass. ] You've done so much, so shall I start the game? Or is there a burning never you need to see if I have done?
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[ Since they all seem to come from different time periods and worlds. Things that seem like everyone would've done once might not be the case for some of the others here, so a game like this exposes those differences. She seems pleased with his enthusiasm, letting him go so that she can retrieve her own glass. ]
Since you're being such a good sport, you go first! I promise to answer honestly.
[ """promise.......""" ]
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[ Such lofty speech as he lifts his glass up to give it a small cheers. ]
Let's see... [ A thoughtful pause as he tries to think of what he should ask first in this playful little game. What would be best? ] Never have I ever betrayed someone.
[ At least in his mind, he never betrayed anyone. ]
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wildcard - party breakdown
Sorry!
[ Matt is both more and less rumpled than the last time Misa saw him. On the one hand, the dark button-up under his leather harness, undone for much of the later evening, has been fastened up again. On the other, his hair has gone from "tousled" to "bird nest." ]
I'm here, I'm here to help, [ he says breathlessly. ] What can I take down?
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You're late...
[ And from the looks of things... for reasons. There's definitely a discerning look up and down his form, her eyes lingering particularly on the unruly state of his hair. ]
Are you sure you're fine to help? You look a little... [ how to say this diplomatically, ] Um, like you were busy.
[ aren't ya tired from all that matt....... ]
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Well, I got a little sidetracked, [ Matt allows. He decides that since he was wrong the last time tonight he thought someone might want to flirt with him, he's wrong now in thinking Misa's saying you look like you just had a flagrante delicto. He smiles at her. ] But yeah, I'm good--I'm great. [ m a t t ] Just tell me what to do.
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And to be honest, he's not really in the mood to drink any more -- now that the party's done with, he just wants to go back to his room and sleep for as long as he can (before he has to wake up for his training with dumbass Eustace). But his path to the door naturally takes him past the table where Misa's cleaning up, and she handed him a glass, so.
Gen blinks sleepily, nods, and obligingly clinks glasses with her. Throws the shot back in one go -- then rubs his free hand at his temples as he straightens back up. Shakes his head to try and clear his thoughts. And only then he manages to look proper at Misa and slur, ]
-- should you be drinking any more?
[ Hypocrite that he is, Gen's also looking a little wobbly one his feet, cheeks flushed and eyes a touch glassy. The table creaks when he leans back on it to look Misa over. ]
'm not catching you if you fall over.
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Shouldn't I be saying that to you?
[ She's older than him? She knows what she's doing? Gen is just a little high schooler? And even though she looks insanely wobbly while she leans back on the table, too, she's too stubborn to admit that the laws of alcohol consumption dictate that she will in fact be more affected by that shot than him. She's tired of him always assuming she's going to fall over or get knocked off a boat, so she decides to change the subject: ]
By the way, don't think I didn't see you over there with Eustace. You're the one who's been falling over tonight, oh so wise Gen.
[ And yes, she is still reasonably pressed over her nice accessories being used as weapons in an immature boy slap fight... in fact, she's feeling so pressed that she collects some of the condensation on her glass on the tips of her fingers, flicking some of the cold droplets right at Gen's face. ]
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He started it, okay.
[ Incredible how he actually sounds his age at the moment, mumbling that meager protest as he wipes the water off his face. His hair's a mess at this point, tangled strands of it coming loose from where it's usually slicked back and falling over his brow as he pulls his hand from his (flushed) face. Gen gestures sloppily as he goes on at a drunken ramble: ]
I was actually playing nice for once, was gonna do one of those dumb pr -- portraits. Then that asshole picked me up? Dunno what his damage is, but he started it. So go yell at him if you're gonna be mad about that shit.
[ Pause. And then, finally processing what Misa said like four sentences ago: ]
... did you guys really spend all your money on this? Why'd you do that?
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