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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A muscle twitches in his temple at the sudden contact around his neck. The only mercy is that he can't seize up any more than he already has. It's a blessing then, when the artist finally gets to work, pen practically flying across the paper. Hopefully the guy takes some liberties with the drawing, else he's going to be painting a gargoyle sitting in the chair.
Small talk is the last thing he wants to engage in at this moment in time, but he manages to grind out a curt reply, less of an answer and more of a catty remark of his own. ]
Shouldn't you know better than I would?
[ Just an observation, based on the attitude this guy exudes. Probably has women (and some men) lining up for his attention. ]
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Why do you think I would know better? Do I look like someone who gets portraits done on a daily basis?
[ then again, a certain captain is (was?) fond of painting kaeya, but eustace doesn't need to know that. the information is irrelevant to the argument anyway. ]
Besides, if I recall correctly, you've been wrangled into this booth more than once.
[ all things considered, it's eustace who is the veteran portrait-goer between the two of them. ]
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Regardless, Kaeya has at least managed to tip the conversation away from himself and his (objectively) dashing pirate good looks and towards something more deserving of Eustace's ire. ]
Exactly. Wrangled. [ Like some sort of disobedient pet. ] I didn't ask to be here.
[ At this party or this booth, though somehow he's found himself at both. He can't help but wonder if Misa and Lottie have some personal vendetta against him, to zero in on him so frequently and quickly.
It's because he doesn't drink his respect women juice.But thankfully for everyone involved, Eustace can in fact recognize when he's being a whiny sulky lil bitch, and chases the worst of it away with a tired sigh. ]
Fifteen minutes. Ten if no one moves and the artist is feeling inspired.
[ Which he seems to be now, brush strokes moving across the paper with lightning speed. Must be channeling his inner Lunalu..... ]
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it's not like he wants to be here all night either. (he would make that happen if eustace made things much harder for both of them, however—) ]
That doesn't seem too bad. You'll be free from this ordeal before you know it.
[ as if on cue, the artist looks up at them and asks if they could give him a smile. kaeya is more than happy to provide that, but eustace on the other hand... ]
What do you think? Can you manage that much? Or is grumpiness your forever look?
[ when will he shut up. ]
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There's a slight dig of nails into the fabric of Kaeya's outfit, a silent warning to cut the crap (not that he truly believes Kaeya will). ]
I don't believe in lying, with either words or expressions.
[ So no, he will not be smiling for the
camerapainter, who is simply going to have to #dealwithit. Luckily for everyone involved, the painter does in fact accept this half-success, and gets back to work while probably thinking about how Kaeya is his new favorite Aion. ]no subject
he settles for questionable statements instead. ]
So eager to mark me.
[ that's about the only thing he's going to comment on, because he has nothing to say in response to eustace's preference for avoiding lies. the painter announces that he's just about done with the finishing touches. it shouldn't take them longer than a few minutes more, which is a relief to kaeya since that means he'll be able to stretch his legs very soon. ]
Are you planning on getting any more portraits done after this?
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The impulse to just stand up and walk away right now nearly threatens to choke him with how strong it is but the finish line is (apparently) near, close enough that he doesn't want to risk drawing attention to himself.
Of course, the knowledge of his impending freedom does little to quell his absolutely scathing dislike of his portrait buddy, nor does it do anything to stop his tongue from moving on its own. ]
Why? Do you enjoy sitting on laps so much?
[ Do NOT answer that. ]
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Do you really want me to answer that?
[ his expression grows amused, if only because he already knows the answer (and subsequent reaction) to his own question. eustace seems like he's this close to shoving kaeya off his lap so out of respect for the artist who is almost done his work, he doesn't say much more.
the last few minutes would have been so agonizing if it hadn't been for that small exchange. it appears to have been enough to keep kaeya in higher spirits, his face lighting up even more when the artist declares their portrait done. without much fanfare, he shimmies out of eustace's lap and heads over to admire the finished art.
it's like he's completely forgotten about his portrait buddy once he starts complimenting the artist's work, applauding him for capturing their likeness quite nicely. he won't even bother asking if eustace wants to see it. ]
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At least that leaves Kaeya free to do whatever he wants with this beautiful couple's portrait, for better or for worse. (Probably worse.) ]