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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Either way, he's not gonna force her into anything. The idea of Misa being arrested is unpleasant, so if she doesn't want to go into it, he gets it.
... But it's kinda nice that she trusts him enough to. He absorbs her every word, mulls it over when she stops to look up at him expectantly. ]
2004's ancient history for me. Lots of people died between then and my time. Lots of killers, too. And not like I'm a historian, so makes sense I've never heard of it before.
[ He pauses, thinking the rest of it over. It's not like she's asking him only to explain why he's never heard of this before. And he's an absolute shit judge at morality, but... going with his gut instincts here...
Amos frowns sympathetically. ] He was only killing criminals? I mean, I get why the cops would've wanted to put a stop to that. Someone was actually doing something to help people instead of putting on a whole show before letting things go back to the way they always were. [ Is that a hint of bitterness in his voice... noooo... But it falls away as he acknowledges Misa specifically. ] That sucks that you got caught up in it though. I guess it's cool they paid you off, but that's fucked up.
[ Yeah, nothing to worry about, he's still Team Misa. ]
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Oh, Amos, you totally understand! Kira was trying to make the world a better place...
[ Misa folds her hands together, pressing them to her chest in a show of her sentiment. She knew it. She knew it, even from the first few moments she met Amos, on the boat, when they'd talked about how they'd come to the Kenoma. At the dinner, when she'd promised him they could change the world together. He's just like her. And it feels so validating, in a way she's truly never experienced— it's such a distinct relief to feel seen, and to feel understood. All this time, she's been alone in holding such a viewpoint... but now she has someone she can call a friend, a true ally. Instantaneously, then and there, Misa decides that he is the one person that she can actually trust in the Kenoma. A supporter of Kira, of course!
Her smile widens, becomes something warmer, something more genuine than her typical excitable, cutesy brand. ]
Kira punished the man who killed my parents, so Misa was super pro-Kira. I really wanted to meet him and help him. [ And she drops that with such a casualness, all but confirming that she did want to help Kira, she just... couldn't. Allegedly. ] So that's the whole story of why I was suspected...
[ His words about not knowing who Kira was— those are just a small blip on the overall radar, now. She's not even thinking about what that means, if that means that Kira never ended up creating the world he meant to. It's a comfort alone to share this with somebody. She doesn't mirror that pensive frown he has at all— she actually seems much happier than she was just minutes before. As if to reassure him: ]
That's all over now, though! I actually had just gotten released before I woke up in the Lover's shrine. So I'm A-OK.
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Later, when all is said and done for the night, it'll dawn on him that this might be what truly connecting with someone else is. He's experienced it before, he's pretty sure, but... maybe not. Maybe if this is what it actually feels like.
... For now, it's all he can really do but to match her smile, something natural and genuine and it might almost hurt with how good it feels to have this.
The feeling dips sharply for a second, that someone killed Misa's parents, that particular detail sticking out more than the fact that she'd even been a suspect, that she'd wanted to help a killer. The latter feels so trivial, the former a little less so, but... if she's fine now. He gets it. It sucks when you lose someone, but the sooner you move on, the better.
So he beams at her. Draws her in with one arm for that hug after all, not because she needs the comfort, but because it just feels like the right thing to do in this moment after all, that sense of connection finally causing him to act. ]
That's good. [ And he does mean that, pouring every bit of feeling he can into those words as he looks down at her, just. Just plain happy, apparently. ] You had someone to kill the guy who killed your parents, and you got released, and you're here now. That's — all of that's really good.
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It is good, isn't it? Everything worked out in the end... and I even still get to help Kira.
[ In a roundabout way, serving the Regent's interests made sure that Kira's interests were served as well. At least, from her warped perception of what it is that Kira wants. Carefully, so as to not spill the rest of her drink, she wraps her arms gingerly around him in order to give him a fond squeeze, pressing her cheek firmly against his chest. ]
You forgot one important thing, though. [ Misa looks up from where she's flush against him, a youthful playfulness there. ] I got to meet Amos, too! We never would have met otherwise. So everything's really good.
[ They are perhaps the only two present at this party that view being in the Kenoma that way, and that, too, she is aware of. But she simply doesn't care. All that matters to her is having found someone that could understand even the basest of her motivations— motivations that she's been concerned she'd need to hide for the length of her stay here. ]
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He cocks his head when she says he forgot something, but with the revelation comes a widening of his smile, a reciprocating squeeze. It's not often he's wanted. Not like it's never happened before; not like he hasn't appreciated it every single time. This just so happens to be another one of those times, and he's not going to forget it. ]
We're right where we're supposed to be.
[ And they are; he truly means that. Doesn't really matter if nobody else here follows their lead — they're here for a reason. They can do what needs to be done, even if nobody else can. Everyone's got their roles to play; he figures this is theirs. ]