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phantasmalrift2018-05-16 01:44 pm
makejapangreat) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-05-16 01:44 pm
Who knows what’s right? The lines keep getting thinner
Who: Shido Masayoshi and whatever unfortunate soul decides to approach him (Open)
What: Shido is working himself to the bone via self-inflicted punishment
When: Early May (like 5/1 ~ 5/12 or thereabouts)
Where: Various
Warnings: Lots of badbrain stuff going on with Shido rn, including self-deprecation, possible thoughts of suicide
[Library]
[Off in the corner sits a man, pouring over a manner of books. The more the days go by, the more that energy and health is sapped from him. The bags under his eyes have been persistent since day one of arriving here, but the noticeable changes are that he does seem to be losing some weight, and perhaps becoming a bit pallid... Yet a fire burns behind his eyes as he reads at the library like clockwork, occasionally extending a hand, fingers tensing, trying to press themselves down on some invisible object. Very occasionally, if one just happens to be around at the right time of day, they might hear a singular "pop" of air in his direction. It's also possible, at times, to find him completely slumped over on the table he's at, asleep, often grunting and twitching in his sleep— it's clearly not very restful...
On a brighter now, later on in the week you might see a henohenomoheji drawn on the back of Shido's head? He doesn't seem to be aware of this...]
[Library - 5/7 (Closed to Izunia)]
[There's more than just a pop today. Today? There's an outright crackle and snap of electricity.
Followed by an agonized yell and the clatter of a chair.
Shido lays on the floor, breathing heavily, one arm desperately clutching at the other that spasms from the surge of electricity that had torn through it. And then something peculiar happens.
Shido laughs. An unsteady sort of laugh, but nevertheless.
Maybe he electrocuted himself so badly he fried his brain...]
[Outside]
[If you get extra lucky, you might catch Shido outside. Particularly, the spot he chooses to go is north, to the top of the Skyclimb Cliffs, where he looks out to the ocean. It seems, well... somewhat of a precarious place for someone to be, really. He seems to be awfully close to the edge at times, no sign of fear or wariness in his body. You might catch him looking down, as if considering something, but for the most part? His gaze remains on the endless blue.
And then, after about thirty minutes of this, he'll quietly turn and head back.]
What: Shido is working himself to the bone via self-inflicted punishment
When: Early May (like 5/1 ~ 5/12 or thereabouts)
Where: Various
Warnings: Lots of badbrain stuff going on with Shido rn, including self-deprecation, possible thoughts of suicide
[Library]
[Off in the corner sits a man, pouring over a manner of books. The more the days go by, the more that energy and health is sapped from him. The bags under his eyes have been persistent since day one of arriving here, but the noticeable changes are that he does seem to be losing some weight, and perhaps becoming a bit pallid... Yet a fire burns behind his eyes as he reads at the library like clockwork, occasionally extending a hand, fingers tensing, trying to press themselves down on some invisible object. Very occasionally, if one just happens to be around at the right time of day, they might hear a singular "pop" of air in his direction. It's also possible, at times, to find him completely slumped over on the table he's at, asleep, often grunting and twitching in his sleep— it's clearly not very restful...
On a brighter now, later on in the week you might see a henohenomoheji drawn on the back of Shido's head? He doesn't seem to be aware of this...]
[Library - 5/7 (Closed to Izunia)]
[There's more than just a pop today. Today? There's an outright crackle and snap of electricity.
Followed by an agonized yell and the clatter of a chair.
Shido lays on the floor, breathing heavily, one arm desperately clutching at the other that spasms from the surge of electricity that had torn through it. And then something peculiar happens.
Shido laughs. An unsteady sort of laugh, but nevertheless.
Maybe he electrocuted himself so badly he fried his brain...]
[Outside]
[If you get extra lucky, you might catch Shido outside. Particularly, the spot he chooses to go is north, to the top of the Skyclimb Cliffs, where he looks out to the ocean. It seems, well... somewhat of a precarious place for someone to be, really. He seems to be awfully close to the edge at times, no sign of fear or wariness in his body. You might catch him looking down, as if considering something, but for the most part? His gaze remains on the endless blue.
And then, after about thirty minutes of this, he'll quietly turn and head back.]
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... it is also terrifying. Hence why he is staying way over here, thanks.]
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For most swords, a straight blade would probably be super hard to pull out and sound like nails on a chalkboard against this giant clam. Traditional Miari blades, on the other hand, are all wiggly with little shark teeth serrated edges near the hilt so you can fuck shit right up. So she repeats this a few times, bracing herself for cover when it unleashes another attack. The sword is still stuck in the clam, sticking out between its shells.
...after that's done, she needs her sword back, but that clam also looks mighty pissed. She's going to think for a split second about what can-
oh shit the durian maybe she can repulse the clam enough to force it to do a thing
Welp, she'll make a beeline for that, when she sees Shido. ]
What?!
[ Even if you're safe enough to be out of range of the electricity, this still isn't the safest place for a noncombatant, which is what Tali thinks you are. ]
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but listen, he has to learn to fight himself, so maybe watching this, an actual battle, will... help him some? he can't just stay on the sidelines forever...
he just helpfully. points back at the clam. maybe you should focus on the battle and not him, who is way out of the way over here and is definitely Fine, Probably?]
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The beast quivers for a moment, releasing one last burst of electricity before going still.
She advances closer, then pulls the sword out by its hilt before sticking it in the sand to wash those assorted clam juices off. ]
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Then she turns around and kicks the clam shell open, assessing the damage she's done.
You know what, let's take our hand out and beckon Shido closer.]
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Shido is... hesitant and reluctant, but he eventually does come over— ah yep that sure is a bloodied mess of a clam corpse. He makes a bit of a face and instead brings his gaze to the girl.]
Do you intend to do anything with it?
[... he supposes, cleaned up, it might make for a good meal?]
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Then she runs her sword across its bloodied carcass. ]
I remember when I was first asked to serve as my island's Champion, the other girls and I faced a crab about thrice this size. Ama, our captain, decided to cook it on the spot, and... we couldn't carry off the rest, so we gave most of the meat to the nearby villagers.
Given some people's habits, this might not be enough for all forty-or-so of us, but it'll certainly help.
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I see... I can certainly help with hauling the meat back.
[but not with butchering it because f u c k t h a t.]
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[ Honorless swine, yadda yadda.
She works on slicing that meat up. ]
Usually, Nakari was the one who didn't even give a second thought at such a gory sight... although I suppose training for certain professions steels you to such a thing.
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...I suppose it would.
[Certainly not his job, if that wasn't apparent.]
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Slowly, she brings the sword to her face... and fucking licks it, before setting it down into the water.
She'll start splashing the rest of the water on herself, too, but jesus fuck, what the hell was that about? ]
...then I'd suppose this is your first time encountering such a sight?
[ I mean she did kinda judge him for not doing his own kills. ]
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What gave it away?
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Although... could you take off your shirt?
[ Her outfit that she arrived in has a crop top, so he can kind of see the scars she's collected in various stages of fading. ]
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I'm sure I can find something more suitable and sanitary to carry the meat back at the Station.