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phantasmalrift2018-08-11 07:37 pm
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 featuringburninglight
[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
burninglight[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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[...]
...I...gave my brother a copy of Airlocked I found in the last Fissure. Password protected and swore him to secrecy over it. I know I should have told you and the others first, I...I just acted recklessly. I'm sorry.
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Uhh, okay. Are you sure that was a good idea? I'm looking at him right now and I think that thing with me just gave him a minor cardiac episode.
[Izunia is right there. Why did Ardyn raise such a rude son.]
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...Wait, you're not angry?
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[Said in the most 'you must be kidding' tone imaginable.]
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[Anyway.]
Dad, whatever. Seven galaxies have already seen me bite it on space TV, I don't care if Uncle Shitweasel finally gets some context. It's kind of only fair, with everything we've learned about him over the last couple years.
It just freaked the shit out of me, seeing that again out of nowhere. I don't... know what happened, there. But speaking for myself, about this? I don't think he's going to learn anything about us he shouldn't know. Or that I wouldn't publicly admit to.
I just prefer to know what someone knows about me. I don't think you're wrong to do this.
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Are you alright? [That was, logically, directed at Junpei--but at the same time, Ardyn didn't specify.]
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[A pause, and he holds the phone out between himself and Izunia.]
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[He. He'll be okay.]
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[He's good, unless y'all have more you want to say.]
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[Again, not specifying. But hey, that's progress and dad's out.]
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...You're really gonna watch the whole thing?
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Yes. Come on, we should probably discuss this away from any ears that might wander by.
[He takes his oath of secrecy seriously!]
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[Junpei has expressed his own feelings to be "whatever, Dad" about people knowing he was in a murdergame, but he gets it. To privacy they go! He crosses his arms and keeps watching Izunia.]
You know I was fine, right? After that.
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[Take a seat, Junpei. There's a nice looking wicker couch covered in cushions and a chair or two; Izunia, for his part, slumps into a familiar folding papasan and puts his feet up on an ottoman.
The room's nicely furnished, really, aside from the fact that it has a clashing aesthetic of "warm and sparkly" vs "sleek and goth" going on, as though it couldn't decide which to be. Possibly because its occupants are those two particular aesthetics, most of the time.]
But that doesn't make it much easier to see, for me. Not in the moment when all I see is...