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phantasmalrift2018-12-19 11:39 pm
phantasmods) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-12-19 11:39 pm
DUNGEON - BELLMARE ENCLAVE (BELLMARE MOUNTAINS, PT 2)
The shadows are starting to grow very long as you crest his particular ridge - it's not night yet, but it will be soon. In the shadows of the afternoon, with a tall mountain already blocking the sun, lies a snow-covered valley that is different from the ones you've come across thus far in your investigation.
This valley is home to a town, and unlike all the settlements you've seen so far - Incendia, the Telovia mining town, and the manor - it's very much active. There are actual people in the streets, visible from above, going through their days on snow-free streets, bundled up against the cold.
Those of you who asked were told of the handful of people who didn't go into the slumber of stasis as the Fissure conditions of the world grew worse and worse, instead isolating themselves and trying to continue living their lives as they could. Now, it seems, you've found exactly such a group.
Welcome to the Bellmare Enclave, and enjoy your stay.
[[OOC: Welcome to part 2 of the dungeon! For the most part, interaction with the town's NPCs can be handwaved as described on the main information post. Worth noting are the following major things: The Bellmare Enclave isn't expecting visitors, though the people are generally friendly to the new arrivals. They don't know about the time dilation effect of their Fissure - to them, it's only been about eighteen years since the Slumber Plan was put in place and they withdrew from the world. And finally, by a similar token, they have no idea how far the Fissures outside of their own have grown - while it's not uncommon for them to find odd objects from time to time, they'll assume that the characters are just arrivals from other places within their own world, rather than outsiders, until told otherwise.]]
This valley is home to a town, and unlike all the settlements you've seen so far - Incendia, the Telovia mining town, and the manor - it's very much active. There are actual people in the streets, visible from above, going through their days on snow-free streets, bundled up against the cold.
Those of you who asked were told of the handful of people who didn't go into the slumber of stasis as the Fissure conditions of the world grew worse and worse, instead isolating themselves and trying to continue living their lives as they could. Now, it seems, you've found exactly such a group.
Welcome to the Bellmare Enclave, and enjoy your stay.
[[OOC: Welcome to part 2 of the dungeon! For the most part, interaction with the town's NPCs can be handwaved as described on the main information post. Worth noting are the following major things: The Bellmare Enclave isn't expecting visitors, though the people are generally friendly to the new arrivals. They don't know about the time dilation effect of their Fissure - to them, it's only been about eighteen years since the Slumber Plan was put in place and they withdrew from the world. And finally, by a similar token, they have no idea how far the Fissures outside of their own have grown - while it's not uncommon for them to find odd objects from time to time, they'll assume that the characters are just arrivals from other places within their own world, rather than outsiders, until told otherwise.]]
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[It's quiet but audible. Kurama's eyes are almost vulnerable for a moment, still too rattled to pull his usual calm demeanor back on. He's quick to take the excuse of his hand to look down at it, let his bangs screen his eyes.
Released from the tight grip, yeah, it is definitely bleeding, though at least not too badly.
It's not like he has much in the way of blood pressure, anyway.]Damn...
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I, um, have that healing drink power, if you want that for your hand...
[The injury does look like Diarama might slightly be overdoing it there...]
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[This is not the best of times.]
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[Kurama sips at the tea, the familiar taste steadying in itself. He glances over at that wall again, jaw tightening briefly.]
...Yusuke won. And Karasu- [There's a sharp hatred to the name but it's also threaded through with unease.] ...was already dead. That's what really happened.
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... I'm sorry. For whatever he put you through.
[She won't ask details.]
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Nothing I couldn't endure, in the end.
[And if there's a hint to his tone that says some of that endurance was more stubborn spite and willpower than anything else... Well, everyone copes in their own ways.]
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I... well, I don't... entirely get it, because how could I, the situation was totally different, but... I think I kind of get it. Sort of. A little.
[She is so bad at this and also shutting up now.]
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Less different, perhaps, than I might prefer.
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[She glances away. Of all things to have in common...]
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[Kurama drains the rest of the tea and examines his healed hand, rubbing the remnants of the blood away.]
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[He's pretty sure he couldn't have stood being touched at first. One of his hands rubs over the opposite arm, over the scars hidden beneath his clothes.]
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D-definitely for the best I was here, then... Do you want to sit here for a while longer?
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[Kurama slumps back against the wall. He leans, just a bit, towards Akira, only to catch himself and straighten up.]
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... I don't mind, you know.
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...thank you.
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[She opens her eyes to glance over at him, smiles faintly, then closes them again.
She's just fine sitting there in silence.]
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