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phantasmalrift2018-06-10 11:47 pm
phantasmods) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-06-10 11:47 pm
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IC INTRO - JUNE '18
After the fight with the siren has settled, those characters with phones hooked to the KEystone network will get a text -
Okay, everyone, you had better come back in. There's a storm brewing just off the coast.
Even given Up's usual professionalism, it seems rather... subdued?
----
For once, there are no androids at all to greet you upon your return, or arrival, as the case may be. A shelter has been set up for the boats on the shoreline of Glitterstone, however. By the time you tromp up the lighthouse stairs to the level of the Station itself, the sky is beginning to grey with the promised storm.
There's not the typical feast outside, but there is a fairly extensive taco bar set up in the common room, left unattended as well. The room sign-up sheet and boxes of freebies are also there, complete with the Braille versions, and a note at the bottom of both room sheets reads "If all rooms are full, space has been made in the meeting rooms on the top floor. We'll have additional rooms available as soon as possible."
It does appear that someone has updated the murder counter while you were away, however, for the turning of the week. It now reads 15 weeks without murder.
Other than that, you're free to explore, including in the newly finished sections of the Annex (should you be willing to brave the storm to get between buildings). However, wherever you go, the androids are almost conspicuously absent - even in the medical bay and Down's workstation in the command center.
The meeting room they have for their own private use is securely closed and locked.
Okay, everyone, you had better come back in. There's a storm brewing just off the coast.
Even given Up's usual professionalism, it seems rather... subdued?
----
For once, there are no androids at all to greet you upon your return, or arrival, as the case may be. A shelter has been set up for the boats on the shoreline of Glitterstone, however. By the time you tromp up the lighthouse stairs to the level of the Station itself, the sky is beginning to grey with the promised storm.
There's not the typical feast outside, but there is a fairly extensive taco bar set up in the common room, left unattended as well. The room sign-up sheet and boxes of freebies are also there, complete with the Braille versions, and a note at the bottom of both room sheets reads "If all rooms are full, space has been made in the meeting rooms on the top floor. We'll have additional rooms available as soon as possible."
It does appear that someone has updated the murder counter while you were away, however, for the turning of the week. It now reads 15 weeks without murder.
Other than that, you're free to explore, including in the newly finished sections of the Annex (should you be willing to brave the storm to get between buildings). However, wherever you go, the androids are almost conspicuously absent - even in the medical bay and Down's workstation in the command center.
The meeting room they have for their own private use is securely closed and locked.
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Selfish shits...
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... but clearly not something enough... it's a thought that he tucks away for now, because that? That's... quite a response to his words. It causes his gaze to linger on Aiden, before he lets out a breath.]
... but not a strong one, hm?
[It's not something Shido really thinks about anymore. He's thrown himself so fully into training, into expeditioning and mingling so that he doesn't have time to think about those sort of things. About those unpleasant thoughts which send him spiraling downwards.
He continues on smoothly, however; no need to dwell on that.]
Magic is practiced here openly, as you've seen. You can rest easy here.
[Not just from having to fend for himself on a dangerous world, if that was indeed what he had to do.]
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... That's...
And he just... releases a tense breath - a very tense breath. ]
And... how many of the ones practicing magic here are from a world called Daeseon, would you say?
[ He's trying to make a point here... Sorry, Masayoshi, but he's... not... at his best right this second. ]
There's a theory that the magic itself that's cursed. The more someone uses it, the more they- change. The less human they become.
[ And he's finally blinking and looking away from Akechi..... ]
... Children change the fastest. And there's nothing that can undo the process - even avoiding magic simply halts it. But, by that point... the body already craves what life force it lost in the process of using the magic. Before long, that's all the person can think about: replenishing what was lost...