phantasmalrift | and the hope of morning

Who: Izunia and you! And a kitty. (First prompt closed to Ardyn)
What: TWIN FIGHT TWIN FIGHT and general catchall. And a kitty.
When: Twinfight: Morning of Tues the 1st. Everything else, whenever whenever after that.
Where: The beach; around the Station
Warnings: All the hecking warnings on the twinfight.

Closed to Ardyn

[It takes some time to find his brother; as a result, people might see Izunia doing the "think murder and walk" thing for a half an hour or so around the Station before he concludes that Ardyn isn't there and heads elsewhere. Those with a careful eye will notice more than just his stance being different; he's clean-shaven and decked out in full black coat and boots, including a black tricorn hat with an impressive plume and a bird skull of some sort attached to it. If the growing heat of the mid-to-late morning bothers him, it's hard to tell.

Those who are more used to the casually-dressed, laid-back man usually seen around the Station could well be surprised to see this side of him. Today, the Founder King walks.

And so it is eventually out of the Station that he roams, and there spots the figure down on the beach from the cliffside. A thrown dagger hits the sand, leaving behind it the blue trail of a very long warp, and Izunia plucks it from the sand before crossing the last few yards to his brother.]

Ardyn. If you have some time, might I have a word?

[menacing]

May 2-4, aka the Heat Wave, around the Station

[Come the heat wave itself, however, Izunia is dressed at least a little more practically for the weather, though still in teeshirts and black pants. He can be found in all his usual places - the low-numbers kitchen, the deck, and the library - during the day, as well as sitting in the Annex underlevel on a blanket to enjoy the breeze in the cooler underground cavern. He's not completely immune to heat, only mostly.

Those who hang around the outside of the station at night, when things have cooled off a little more, will find him either on the deck still or out on the sand behind the stables, working with some sort of light magic as he turns it into different colors from his usual blue, and, eventually, into the shapes of letters and simple symbols. It seems like he's having quite a bit of fun, at least.]

Also May 2-4, also around the Station but more common room/kitchens/his room

[What's that sound? What's that flash in the corner of your eye?

It's a cat - the size of a full grown feline already, though her proportions mark her as not yet an adult - with a dark blue collar and a ringing bell.

And she is having the zoomies around the residential floor after escaping her dad's room. Nyoom, off she goes!

Or perhaps you're sitting in the kitchens or the common room when she finally wears herself out a bit, and you've been approached for Pettings, Please. Or perhaps you have food. Or perhaps your shoelaces have just become her new toy in place of randomly zooming around.

However it is you encounter this fluffy little monster, you can be sure that Izunia is not too far behind, led by the sound of her bell.]

May 5th, Night

[Once the heat wave breaks, it's finally time to make use of one of the Station's new features. With all the windows open to the breeze and the sound of the storm, Izunia is sprawled out in the hot tub in a pair of black trunks and nothing else. The way his head is tipped back, it's easy to mistake him for asleep, but the sound of someone else arriving makes him glance in the direction of the door. It's still fairly easy to tell him apart from Ardyn, though, if you know what to look for - blue eyes, still clean-shaven, and a black tattoo on his chest, the majority of it blurred by the bubbling water except for the two crows flying highest in the direction of his neck.]

Evening.

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[Boop! Verity does the slow kitty blink at her and gradually starts to purr.]

I don't believe there's any way to know.

[He nods.]

Mhm. I forget why.

[He's been to the moon, at least he can recall that. He got something important from there for Roland, too.

Something feels like it's missing, but it escapes him currently. He's far from troubled by it, and shrugs it off like he does with most things.]

I'll remember when I see one, and I'll be different when I do. That much I know, at least.

I'm out of practice dealing with much emotion at all, unfortunately, I can hardly say the same.

There's nothing of the sort where I come from. We don't really do spirits of any sort very much.

[Verity dear that's probably enough food for you. Izunia wanders over and gently picks her up, earning a protesting mew.]

[Well Verity ever turn down food? Nope, she's a growing girl.]

Nor will the availability of organ meat be an issue, I think. There's also plenty of fish.

[Really, it's kitty paradise.]

I do think those little ones eat nectar as much as anything, though.

That seems like the kind of thing you should probably make an effort to remember.

[He sounds amused, and sinks back into the water, tilting his head to stare up at the ceiling.]

[Here's to hoping Verity likes it!]

Ah, I know...but I don't know if he should just eat nectar. Even if he's part flower cat...

[Well, he is...picking at it at least.]

Oh? So it is overwhelming for you, then?

Not always, but often enough. I can't say I particularly like it.

[Heart makes a brief noise under his breath. Almost a huff, but far more strained. The sound of someone really forcing himself to stay civil.]

How difficult that must be.

[...But somehow he manages to keep his tone even and devoid of feeling.]