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estoria2016-06-05 06:35 pm
adornmental) wrote in estoria2016-06-05 06:35 pm
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Who: Kashuu Kiyomitsu adornmental & you!
When: Slightly before and during the event
Where: Apartments + around town!
What: Kashuu deals with forgetting stupid things, being cold forever and memory shares
Rating/Warning: Memories of sword death and emperor death and probably some other deaths, it's time for a death party
A, swordhaus:
[SO, sometime before the wispy spirit animals show up but after the elemental effects set in, Kashuu can be found... freezing his ass off. It only took him the better part of a day to figure out what was triggering his weird flashbacks, so now he's sitting by the open window with a fan in as few pieces of clothing as possible (which is still a lot, honestly), eating a popsicle. He's definitely shivering... Maybe he went too far in the opposite direction?!]
This is so stupid! This is seriously the worst—! [But you know what will keep his soul warm even in the face of hypothermia? Salty, salty complaints. MMM, YES.
Anyone wandering by either in the apartment itself or walking past the window will be dragged into this salt session, either with a jealous look and a:] What, are you warm? [Or, a sympathetic look to anyone else who seems to be trying to become an igloo, and a peace offering of another pospicle.]
B, park/dojo:
[The wispy animals have shown up! Kashuu's already tried and failed to talk to his, but he does at least have some control over it, being a spirit himself.
Granted, he has to actually be paying attention to it in order for perfect control to be A Thing, and he can't devote his attention to it 24/7...
So here are the perfect times to bump into his little fox friend; either when he's doing his best to lead a class in the dojo despite all of the tomfoolery going on, or when he's on his way to or from said building and trying to plan the rest of his day out on his phone. His attention is gone and WHOOSH, SO IS THIS SKITTERISH FOX. That catches his eye, at least, though maybe not quite fast enough--]
Woah, hey— Watch out!
[AND THERE HE GOES, TOO, tripping over this fox that he can't even touch. Congrats, you get a double whammy of being knocked to the ground and then slammed with a memory.]
C, shopping district:
[By now, he's bumped into enough people that the lovely memory loss side effects are starting to show...
On one hand, he got off pretty lucky?! He hasn't forgotten any people yet, or significant events - as far as he knows, anyway. On the other...]
Ow—! Ugh... Sorry, sorry. [He may have just crashed into you/a store mannequin/a display case, because he's wearing some pretty tall heels but he sure doesn't remember how to walk in them gracefully anymore. NICE.
His sad, sad fox is still tailing him around out here too, of course, though he's getting a little irritated now that he's put two and two together. This thing needs to stop touching people?! Just, stop! Just stop!! While he's picking himself/you/this mannequin arm off the floor, he gives it a miffed look, even though it's already darted off again.]
This is your fault, y'know. Just calm down for like, five seconds!
WILDCARD:
[Hit me up with any scenario that floats your boat!]
[ooc; If we haven't plotted anything out yet, just let me know if you want a good or bad memory! If there's nothing specific you want, I'll just reach into my paintrain grabbag and give you something random. I'm down for memory swaps too, of course!]
adornmental & you!When: Slightly before and during the event
Where: Apartments + around town!
What: Kashuu deals with forgetting stupid things, being cold forever and memory shares
Rating/Warning: Memories of sword death and emperor death and probably some other deaths, it's time for a death party
A, swordhaus:
[SO, sometime before the wispy spirit animals show up but after the elemental effects set in, Kashuu can be found... freezing his ass off. It only took him the better part of a day to figure out what was triggering his weird flashbacks, so now he's sitting by the open window with a fan in as few pieces of clothing as possible (which is still a lot, honestly), eating a popsicle. He's definitely shivering... Maybe he went too far in the opposite direction?!]
This is so stupid! This is seriously the worst—! [But you know what will keep his soul warm even in the face of hypothermia? Salty, salty complaints. MMM, YES.
Anyone wandering by either in the apartment itself or walking past the window will be dragged into this salt session, either with a jealous look and a:] What, are you warm? [Or, a sympathetic look to anyone else who seems to be trying to become an igloo, and a peace offering of another pospicle.]
B, park/dojo:
[The wispy animals have shown up! Kashuu's already tried and failed to talk to his, but he does at least have some control over it, being a spirit himself.
Granted, he has to actually be paying attention to it in order for perfect control to be A Thing, and he can't devote his attention to it 24/7...
So here are the perfect times to bump into his little fox friend; either when he's doing his best to lead a class in the dojo despite all of the tomfoolery going on, or when he's on his way to or from said building and trying to plan the rest of his day out on his phone. His attention is gone and WHOOSH, SO IS THIS SKITTERISH FOX. That catches his eye, at least, though maybe not quite fast enough--]
Woah, hey— Watch out!
[AND THERE HE GOES, TOO, tripping over this fox that he can't even touch. Congrats, you get a double whammy of being knocked to the ground and then slammed with a memory.]
C, shopping district:
[By now, he's bumped into enough people that the lovely memory loss side effects are starting to show...
On one hand, he got off pretty lucky?! He hasn't forgotten any people yet, or significant events - as far as he knows, anyway. On the other...]
Ow—! Ugh... Sorry, sorry. [He may have just crashed into you/a store mannequin/a display case, because he's wearing some pretty tall heels but he sure doesn't remember how to walk in them gracefully anymore. NICE.
His sad, sad fox is still tailing him around out here too, of course, though he's getting a little irritated now that he's put two and two together. This thing needs to stop touching people?! Just, stop! Just stop!! While he's picking himself/you/this mannequin arm off the floor, he gives it a miffed look, even though it's already darted off again.]
This is your fault, y'know. Just calm down for like, five seconds!
WILDCARD:
[Hit me up with any scenario that floats your boat!]
[ooc; If we haven't plotted anything out yet, just let me know if you want a good or bad memory! If there's nothing specific you want, I'll just reach into my paintrain grabbag and give you something random. I'm down for memory swaps too, of course!]
PARK!!!!
GIMME SOMETHING RANDOM THOUGH!!!
but. athena's fox does end up sniffing kashuu, though, and ends up putting a paw on his feet.
ah... ]
FREEDOM FOR ATHENA
As for Athena, who pretty much gets mowed over by Kashuu's fox as it's spooked by the fall— She'll experience a memory from his days by the riverside! Lucky lotto winner #1!
That is - it's a strange scene, a little emotionally disconnected. There's a muddy, nearly-dried river in the background and poorly constructed huts dotted along it. A neighbor has died; it's the first time Kashuu has ever experienced a human dying while being fully conscious of it, and he doesn't really understand what it means just yet. He watches - a passive spirit with his knees tucked against his chest, resting his chin on them - as they carry a small body out on a plank of wood. Probably their son. A man is wailing and wandering after them. They all look sickly, too. Thin and gaunt, like they've never experienced what it's like to have a full stomach. The plank is carried out to the bank, but the man stays near, because there are river birds that he needs to fight off. There's a man inside of the house Kashuu sits in front of, too - one who can't see or hear him, but he looks over his shoulder anyway, and asks: What happens to humans who die?
The question remains unanswered, and Kashuu goes back to staring out at the stagnant water.]
—Sorry, um...
[Give him a second, he's a bit disoriented from 1) forgetting what he'd been on his way to do, 2) experiencing Athena's Magical Grab Bag Memory Moment and 3) the lovely nausea that accompanies every lost memory.]
WAHOO
athena--at least, it seems like her--is much younger in this memory, and a lot shorter, too. she's running around what looks like a laboratory holding a very cute drawing in her hands. it seems like a happy memory at first, but then there's a rather all man wearing a noh mask in the middle of the room, standing in a pool of blood and the lifeless body of somebody wearing a kimono.
she lets go of the drawing and it flies away, carried by the wind. in a fit of panic, she grabs a knife from the table nearby and attempts to protect herself by stabbing the man in the mask. all she manages is to gravely injure the man's palm before she's kicked in the gut and falls unconscious. ]
Ow... what the heck— [ maybe rubbing her temple will help. ]
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...Sorry.
[Partially for the bump, partially for whatever the heck that was. OH BOY. He feels pretty nauseous still, but he pushes himself up to his feet anyway and reaches to help her up.]
Here— I, um. Think I might've just seen something.
[How does one go about asking someone "so hey did you totally stab a guy when you were a kid??", though...]
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nasty. ]
Yeah, me too. Are you okay?
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Mm, yeah. You? [He's fine except for the lingering nausea, the new questions, and the fact that he's now stuck here like where was I even going. It's not the worst thing he's forgotten today, at least...
That said:]
Um... Okay, there's reeeally no good way of saying this, but - if what I saw wasn't some weird CERES thing again, I think it was pretty personal.
[TO SAY THE LEAST.]
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I'm fine. Sorry, though-- [ man, that was really weird. ] Sorry, I think it's happening again.
[ seeing people's memories, she means. ]
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Geez... Like that stupid room full of mirrors all over again, huh?
[Things here sure do love stomping all over personal boundaries and privacy.]
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The mirrors-- [ no... that isn't quite what she meant. she was pertaining to the dreams from long ago. hearing kashuu say that makes her freeze, though. does that mean he saw a memory of hers too? was it when it seemed like she killed her mother? (that one's definitely a worse memory)
crap. ]
I have a feeling we both saw something different.
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That said, there's a sense of uneasiness that comes along with her words, but...]
...I mean, if you didn't see yourself in some kinda weird building, then you're right.
[Fortunately(??) he just ended up seeing the milder(????) version of that particular slice of trauma, but it was still pretty-- not what he'd expect from someone like Athena, for one. He considers trying to think back over the memory, but even that seems rude and invasive.]
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she cants her head to the side, squinting her eyes a little bit. ]
A what? No— I saw you.
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...Then it probably was like the mirrors, 'cause I sure didn't see me.
[He saw a tiny Athena and a lot of trauma and blood! But instead, he just simplifies and says:]
I saw some guy in a mask.
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[ she blinks a couple of times, trying to recall her own memory of somebody with a mask. . . ]
Was he trying to pull it off? Like--was-- [ she swallows. ] He wasn't in a courtroom, was he?
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[HE'S A SHELTERED SWORD. But he shakes his head in response to the first bit, at least - and then has to brace himself briefly, because that was a dumb idea.]
Whoever it was definitely wasn't trying to take it off, though. They were standing by someone... Um - you were there, too. You were carrying a drawing at first, I think? And you looked super tiny.
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[ athena might talk a lot but she sure as hell doesn't like talking about her history. but she instantly remembers what kashuu means, now, and she's just giving him an incredulous look in response. ]
Right. You didn't see any of that.
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[SHE SURE DOESN'T HAVE TO ASK TWICE. Something like that is personal and Kashuu isn't the sort of person to pry anyway, so if it's obvious that she's not comfortable talking about it, he won't be the one to press.]
...You gonna be okay, though? S'that the first time that's happened to you?
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a hand makes way to her forehead, though, fingers rubbing at her temples because this is causing her a bit of a headache. ]
It happened before in a dream. People dreamt of other people's memories.
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But it quickly shifts to minute disbelief, then, and mild irritation.]
Eh— Seriously? I don't think I was here for that... They really like messing with people's memories, don't they?
[WHY THOUGH.]
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Yeah, they do... [ SHE CAN'T AT ALL DISAGREE WITH THAT. ] They just really like making things worse for us. . .
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Mm... No breaks, huh? Isn't there a saying or something - no rest for the weary? We're all gonna need a nice long nap at this rate.
[HE'S OLD. HE'S TIRED.
He's also worried about Athena, so after a few more seconds:] You doing okay?
[Both in regard to the situation and to any lingering ill feelings.]
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I think... I might throw up.
[ DON'T PANIC, KASHUU!!! ]
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Uh—?! Um! Should I like, roll you into the bushes?! [No.] Or get a trash can—?
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SORRY................. ]
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[Too little too late there, buddy.]
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