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[motherfucking_ghost]

Who: Church, OPEN
What: Just a bunch of dumbshit shenaniganry for you to take advantage of
When: Early to maybe about mid September
Where: Mostly at the station and on the beach
Warnings: nothing yet

[For several days, Church is seen with what looks like a phone, holding it up to faces and grinning at the results. He's gotten what seems to be a species scanner of some sort. Oh, the details of age, height, weight, all seem to be hit or miss, but it seems to get the species right. Or at least the...outward species right. It calls him human, after all. He's never been so glad to be called that. If he sticks a phone in your face, he's probably just making sure he knows what the fuck you are. Some of y'all humans sure ain't fucking human.

At some point, early on, he'll have made at least one new addition to his fashion choices--a set of hipster glasses, you know, thick black plastic frames, no lenses. Not every day, mind, and apparently the first day it's a joke. Literally just "hey check this out look what a nerd I am"...but something seems to change his mind and he wears them a little more often even though there's literally no point...hm!]

I know what this does. [He seems to be talking to the 2-liter of soda in one hand, and a silver wrapped tube in the other.] I know what this does, and I need to not do it inside. [But oh, the temptation is great. Especially if he could just angle it at Izunia's door and then get him to come out, god, that'd be great. Looks like he's gonna do it on the balcony, balancing the bottle on the shiny new rails. It's--look, you've seen youtube, it's gonna launch foamy soda and mentos into the fucking stratosphere. Maybe stay out of the way if you don't want soaked by it?

Church seems to have been hitting the bottle one day. Maybe when you run into him, he seems looser. Or, later, a little uncoordinated. Or, extremely fucking southern for some inexplicable reason. Jesus, keep him away from the balcony unless you want him taking a tumble. It never seems like he ever actually takes a drink, and the only change from normal is, if you're looking, a new ring on his right hand. If you wait long enough, you could see him just pass out stone cold where he is.........until he wakes up and seems perfectly fine, if a little confused. HM!

Through the month, he makes a point to go training, as usual, down by the beach every day. If it's bad weather, then he'll do it inside where there's enough space to. Oh, there's the physical training, the push-ups, the running, but there's also practicing with magic, too. He does seem to be getting a little better at controlling the elements... Sometimes he's in armor, most of the time he's not. Oh, and the weapons? Don't mind those. The armiger's just full of fucking swords. What's so hard about swish swish stab? (A lot. Apparently a lot.) Hey, maybe you'll see him playing with a double-ended knife with some suspicious stains! It's okay. The murder counter has not been reset. ...He's probably gonna hurt himself put that down...

Also, through the next couple weeks--you might notice he's a little more open and certainly more honest. Maybe more than he even seems to intend to. Hm. That's new. I'm sure it's nothing. Harmless. He's just comfortable around you now, that's all. Nothing is amiss, and nothing to at all notice and possibly take advantage of. Carry on.]

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drunk

[nojohnyouare]

Church.

[Mai blinks at him as he stumbles down the hall.]

Injured? ...Not injured.

[motherfucking_ghost]

'm fine! Heeeey, lil miss Mai! Who's inju--who's hurt? Someone get hurt? I didn't do it!

[nojohnyouare]

I thought you were.

[Stares.]

Accent?

scanner bc that's stupidest

[founderinglight]

... What.

[Church that are you doing this time.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Hold your dumbass face still for two seconds, you should read the same as Ardyn. [Beep boop he's holding a phone up to your face.]

[founderinglight]

[Don't make me have it literally say "the same as Ardyn" because you know I'll do it.]

That explains little to nothing.

glasses

[burninglight]

Hello, darling, what are you up t-

[record scratch]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Look at these nerd-ass glasses I got, they don't even have lenses! You could poke me in the eye--at least nothing would get smudged, huh?

[burninglight]

. . .

[Ardyn appeared to have been struck briefly speechless.]

Soda

[photoshooter]

[Prompto didn't get the memo to stay away, because Prompto never gets the memos to stay away. Prompto is only here for misfortune, always.

Down below, as the bottle erupts like Mt. Ravatogh Vesuvius, a young squawks under the deluge of sugar-free cola foam and mints.]

Eeyagh! [...] My hair!

[motherfucking_ghost]

Look out below? [Thanks for the heads up...] You good down there? [YOU GOOD SOFT BOY??]

[photoshooter]

Aw, dude, I'm all... sticky.

What're you doing up there, did it explode or something?

Beach - cause she likes to fight/train

[bastilashan]

[Bastila walks along the beach carrying her double-bladed lightsaber. It is already activated. Clearly, she was headed out for some training as well. She stops when she sees Church brandishing a sword.]

Oh, hello. I did not know anyone was out here. I can come back later if you want, or go further down the beach.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[It's one of the smaller swords, because he is not Gladio and is not ready to heft a greatsword around with any amount of ease. But he almost drops it upon seeing a lightsaber. Honest to god lightsaber. And it's fucking double-ended.]

Whoa. Holy shit. You could cut so many people in half with that thing!

[bastilashan]

You know what this is? Have you heard of the Jedi before? Where are you from?

[Bastila takes a breath.]

I apologize. I got carried away. I am just surprised that anyone recognizes a lightsaber.

gimme that honesty juice

[burninglight]

[Somewhere or other, a flying pen bounces harmlessly off the back of Church’s shoulder.]

[Followed by the unmistakable sound of warping and one Ardyn colliding into him in a surprise hug from behind with a burst of pink sparks.]

Caught you.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[In rapid succession: ???, oh, oh!, shi-, a brief sound of electric sparking, followed immediately by a wave of pleasant warmth.]

Thanks for the warning. [He says it with a laugh, leaning back against Ardyn.] I doubt I was a hard target to catch.

IT'S HONESTY JUICE TIME?

[founderinglight]

[Another say another encounter with the in-laws - this time, down on the beach, and Izunia's actually not intending to interrupt for once. There's a streak of blue down from the station balcony, over Church's head, and then the sound of a particular body landing in the sand, tall boots and slimming black clothes.

And then he glances around and - oh, whoops, don't let him interrupt.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[At the sound of warping, he braces for impact. No impact comes. So...no, not Ardyn, then. Church un-braces, and seems content to just keep on keeping on--with the Sword of the Wise in his hand. His form is...his form is not very good.]

soda time

[zweihandler]

Holy shit.

[ That's the siren call of an anime teenager trying to play cool and act like they're not impressed. But she is. Because Erina has somehow gone her entire life without ever experiencing the joy of this particular brand of troublemaking. ]

What the hell did you do to the soda? Did you shake it at fucking hyperspeed or something?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Oh my god. You poor deprived child. Have you no youtube? Have you no diet coke and mentos?

Soda

[joyinastrangeplace]

What does it do?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Geysers foamy soda up into the air in a brief but spectacular display of curiosity gone awry and bad decision-making.

species scanner

[bloodyashes]

[So - unless Church has terribly misaimed and gotten a picture of the feathered snake curled up on Asch's shoulder - here's someone it should probably say 'human' about.

But that is not what it says. For some reason, the teenager pouring over a book full of complicated geometric designs comes up as... "GLOW CLOUD."

It's not so much Church's presence as the sudden change in ambient music that causes Asch to look up.]

What is that?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Not super sure just yet? It seems like it's some kinda basic bioscanner. Species, age, weight, that sort of thing? Only it's pulling some of the numbers out of the air. Species seems to mostly rely on whatever presents on the surface, but I've come across a couple surprises.

Say, would you ever describe yourself as a 'glow cloud' by any chance?