Izunia Lucis Caelum (
founderinglight) wrote in
phantasmalrift2018-08-11 07:37 pm
When the night is come [Open]
Who: Izunia and you! And possibly also Ardyn aor Verity, depending on prompt.
When: Late July, various.
Where: See prompts!
What: Catchall, featuring tattoos, escape artist cats, and uh. Everything else.
Warnings: This Post Contains Airlocked, so standard murdergame warnings apply.
Lounge (outside greenhouse and hottub), any afternoon from 7/20-8/8 featuring
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[A miracle is taking place behind the set-up paper screens that have suddenly appeared in the glass-walled lounge.
That miracle is "the Lucis Caelum twins, largely getting along."
There's also a tattoo gun involved.
Anyone who peeks around the screens Izunia set up for privacy at some point will find the younger twin stretched out on a tattoo chair, while Ardyn works on his arms or back. There's a light grey outline of the parts of the tattoo that haven't yet been finished - a greatsword that might look familiar down the left arm, a weird mechanical looking sword on the right, and six loops of chain hung between them, the lowest reaching almost all the way down Izunia's back to the waist. A handful of weapons hang in the loops, and there's a few notable gaps... Discounting the gaps of the broken links, there's precisely a hundred and fifteen links in all.
While Ardyn works, Izunia seems, mostly, to zone out, either with music playing for the both of them or something on a tablet in front of him, headphones in. For a guy getting stabbed repeatedly, he largely seems pretty relaxed, fiddling with his set of floating crystals idly.
Occasionally, however, one might happen by and hear the twins bickering, as they do...]
Rise, anywhere
[What's this?
Well, long-term residents of the Station will probably recognize the giant, fluffy silver tabby who butts against their ankles. Verity's on the prowl, looking for attention and/or snacks.
But... Where's Izunia? He doesn't normally let her out like this...
And that's assuming that she hasn't just suddenly appeared in your room. You closed that door for sure, right?]
July 30th, late evening, closed to Junpei
[Investigation episodes are always rough. And Ardyn did warn him that this one, in particular, had the black blood that comes with the Scourge.
Izunia's prepared for that.
He's not prepared to see Junpei, apparently dead, lying in a pool of it, and in the safety of his room, he very nearly throws the tablet across the room.
Actually, he does throw it - just into the Armiger in a moment of not completely losing his head, rather than letting it impact anything.
Time to hyperventilate.]
Anything else
[Nap grandpa is somewhat more absent for the next two weeks than usual, even given that he's spending half or more his afternoons spread out getting inked. If you're in his most prominent haunts, however - Fight Club, the kitchen on the doubles floor of the Rise, or the observation deck at dawn or dusk (especially dawn, lately, oddly enough for a Lucis Caelum) - he's hard to miss.
Also, if you're one of the handful of people he keeps a special eye out for - chiefly Prompto, Maddie, and Elize - you might find him turning up at your door after a tattooing session with a hot meal or two.]
When: Late July, various.
Where: See prompts!
What: Catchall, featuring tattoos, escape artist cats, and uh. Everything else.
Warnings: This Post Contains Airlocked, so standard murdergame warnings apply.
Lounge (outside greenhouse and hottub), any afternoon from 7/20-8/8 featuring
[A miracle is taking place behind the set-up paper screens that have suddenly appeared in the glass-walled lounge.
That miracle is "the Lucis Caelum twins, largely getting along."
There's also a tattoo gun involved.
Anyone who peeks around the screens Izunia set up for privacy at some point will find the younger twin stretched out on a tattoo chair, while Ardyn works on his arms or back. There's a light grey outline of the parts of the tattoo that haven't yet been finished - a greatsword that might look familiar down the left arm, a weird mechanical looking sword on the right, and six loops of chain hung between them, the lowest reaching almost all the way down Izunia's back to the waist. A handful of weapons hang in the loops, and there's a few notable gaps... Discounting the gaps of the broken links, there's precisely a hundred and fifteen links in all.
While Ardyn works, Izunia seems, mostly, to zone out, either with music playing for the both of them or something on a tablet in front of him, headphones in. For a guy getting stabbed repeatedly, he largely seems pretty relaxed, fiddling with his set of floating crystals idly.
Occasionally, however, one might happen by and hear the twins bickering, as they do...]
Rise, anywhere
[What's this?
Well, long-term residents of the Station will probably recognize the giant, fluffy silver tabby who butts against their ankles. Verity's on the prowl, looking for attention and/or snacks.
But... Where's Izunia? He doesn't normally let her out like this...
And that's assuming that she hasn't just suddenly appeared in your room. You closed that door for sure, right?]
July 30th, late evening, closed to Junpei
[Investigation episodes are always rough. And Ardyn did warn him that this one, in particular, had the black blood that comes with the Scourge.
Izunia's prepared for that.
He's not prepared to see Junpei, apparently dead, lying in a pool of it, and in the safety of his room, he very nearly throws the tablet across the room.
Actually, he does throw it - just into the Armiger in a moment of not completely losing his head, rather than letting it impact anything.
Time to hyperventilate.]
Anything else
[Nap grandpa is somewhat more absent for the next two weeks than usual, even given that he's spending half or more his afternoons spread out getting inked. If you're in his most prominent haunts, however - Fight Club, the kitchen on the doubles floor of the Rise, or the observation deck at dawn or dusk (especially dawn, lately, oddly enough for a Lucis Caelum) - he's hard to miss.
Also, if you're one of the handful of people he keeps a special eye out for - chiefly Prompto, Maddie, and Elize - you might find him turning up at your door after a tattooing session with a hot meal or two.]

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This isn't one of those times, however. This time, it's an incredulous repeated - ]
Bowling?
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observation deck
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[Translation: what the heck are you doing up.]
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[He doesn't speak lineface that fluently, unfortunately.]
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Teleporting cat!
Ruby Carbuncle is out and about, and the sudden squeal of surprise from it makes her sit up on the bed as an absolutely beautiful silver-furred cat is somehow in her room. Her door was closed, right? The Carbuncle sniffs at the cat curiously, red light glittering around it, and Ruto hops off her bed to offer a hand courteously.]
Well hello there, pretty! There are so many cats around the Station here, and you're certainly a lovely one!
kitty is here to MAKE FRIENDS I should get her an icon
best kitty friends
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KITTY!!!
A disturbance in the shinma catches her attention. She opens dry and crusty eyes, blinks a few times, and raises her head to look around the room.
"How'd you get in here?" she asks the big silver cat. "Marco send you? You're not a shapechanged Marco, are you? 'Cause that would be pretty low-down. I could've been in the altogether, you know. I could totally kick your ass."
Even as she says it, she's climbing out of bed and kneeling in front of the cat, closed hand presented, knuckles first, for kitty to sniff and approve or deny.
cattin
When Harriet holds out a hand, she sniffs briefly before bonking her head into it. Pets!]
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And there's the faintly familiar buzz of--of--what is that, a fucking nest of bees, no, that's stupid, he knows what that is, what is it. Tattoo gun?
Here? Really?
So naturally gonna take a peek and oh hey Ardyn and oh hey--] Oh.
Uh. Sorry. This a tat party or what?
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[can you see this eyeroll behind zuzu's back]
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The prompt for Junpei, Junpei's prompt
These aren't his feelings.]
Aghh, what the shit?! [He remembers the last time he felt like this, the only time he felt like this, locked in a sweltering room ninety seconds from incineration. Akane. Akane's utter, terrible fear. Junpei staggers further back, pressing the heels of his hands against his eyelids, and recognizes the mind touching his.] ...Izunia?!
[For the second they're connected, he manages to fire off a sort of ping of alarm and disbelief. Then the call drops and Junpei's dashing off to pound on the door. Izunia may be having a moment, but now it's Junpei's moment, too.]
Izunia!
[What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck]
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But there's a minute and then hopefully he's not raising to pound his fists again when the door slides open, because otherwise he'll find them banging onto Izunia's chest instead. And he doesn't... look good, though he's clearly trying to pull himself together as fast as possible.]
Is something the matter?
[PLAY IT... COOL...]
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She is also, though, a cat lover. Like, incredibly so. As soon as she feels butting against her ankles and sees the cat that is responsible, she's kneeling on the ground with it, holding her hand out.]
Oh, hello there!
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Verity gives her hand a thorough sniffing before bonking into it. Hello, new friend!]
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Rise
He liked cats fine but...the door was closed. The window was open but he hadn't noticed anything entering or exiting from there other than a mosquito or two.
Marco instinctively reached over to try and scratch Verity behind the ears but he face was confused.]
How the heck did you get in here?
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Because video games or no, Verity is going to sniff your hand and then clearly make like she's going to jump into it.]
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Lounge
Yo-!
[He speaks before he’s really taken in the scene. Izunia and Ardyn...with a tattoo gun...and relative calm between them?]
Uh, am I interrupting something?
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[ARDYN.]
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KITTY!
How did you get in, hmn? I'm sure I locked that door...
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Kitty freely hops onto the bed, little encouragement needed. Hello new friend, you get Sniffs.]
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Super special prompt
Like, an actual book, with letters. It's not a very complex one, either - something along the lines of a children's book. Her cat Zel is lying next to her, seemingly reading the book. Maddie is following along, using a strange eReader that's... running through braille on its screen?
Both occupants stop once they can sense somebody approaching the boundary of the room, however. ]
Jail? [ No, no, she recognizes those steps. ] Mr. Izunia? [ ....Please don't be the other twin. ]
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Just so. I've brought dinner, if you're interested.
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Cat???
H-hello?
cat!!!
She is going to immediately walk up to Watson and sniff his feet.]
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TATTOO TIME
She's not quite fool enough to peek around something very clearly set up for privacy, lest she see something she'd really rather not, but curiosity makes her speak up from the other side of the screen. ]
... I'm not interrupting anything, am I?
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[ardyn...]
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Did you take a wrong turn? [He glances at his closed door.] ...A really wrong turn?
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Friend, pet her.]
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sup grandpa
Oh! Hello.
Heya, gramps! You didn't get lost, did you?
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[The party cook is present and accounted for. All is well.]
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comes back late
returns the favor
paging ardynii
He sits in the chair, but doesn't immediately call up the illusion for Ardyn to work on.]
... I got through the first trial this afternoon.
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[Ardyn didn't say much of anything at first, pulling a chair of his own out of the Armiger along with the equipment he started to set up to keep his hands busy.]
What of it.
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suddenly, arianna
And Arianna will try her best to pretend she isn't concerned about how either Ardyn or Yuuri feels about this and also what Izunia thinks of her in Airlocked! so far. She will accomplish this through her usual method of trying not to think of anything remotely related.]
Good evening, Sir Izunia. Have you prepared?
[At least chocolates are something that can hold her interest well enough to make not thinking about other things easy.]
THE BEST NIECE
I have. More double boilers and fruit than feathers on a chocobo.
[And the specified blue containers with their array of marker stars on the counter, too.]
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1/2
2/2
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and yet another brosession
Right now, he's finally settled in with the tablet again, as Ardyn puts in a bit more ink, until -
Whoops.
Izunia jerks back from the screen of the tablet with a small yelp that's in no way related to the needles in his back.]
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[Scare the hell out of him, why don't you.]
What, did I hit a nerve?
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