[ While Kon's spiritually aware, it's not to the point where he's honestly capable of being able to do anything about that niggling feeling at the back of his head every time he goes to the metro to explore the rest of the colony. Nothing he can do about that grating, annoying metallic grind.
Not much he can really do when the grind finally becomes a horrible screech of ripping metal.
He's out to get groceries to make something for the sick members of his giant household, when he gets slapped with a feeling much like the Ghost Road, an overwhelming spiritual presence that nearly knocks even him off his feet and sends a violent chill down his spine. The voices reach him soon after, and Kon bristles a little, staring off at where the energy and voices are coming from, slowly backing along before he just turns and books it towards where the many apartment buildings stand. ] If you break my eggs, I'm gonna be pissed!
[ #priorities, but honestly he's actually doing pretty good of staying the hell away from the ghosts, dodging quickly any time one comes near him. This is the second time he's gone running from malevolent spirits since he arrived in Cerealia - and the second time that he'll grab anyone that's just standing around or not moving fast enough, but his end goal is to get the hell back to swordhaus. ]
PHASE II.
[ Logically, he knows that he shouldn't be following the mustachioed man that calls to him. But logic doesn't really have much to do with anything, when you're being manipulated by spirits. They've got all kinds of tricks up their sleeves, and Kon knows this - knew it before he even dealt with Amatsuki, from reading up about folklore in his spare time.
But that doesn't mean that he breaks free right away.
For some reason that only the ghost knows, he winds up outside again, brow furrowed and frowning tightly as he follows after the familiar figure. There's no way he could be here, Kon tells himself, despite the fact that he keeps walking. But before he gets lured into the street, he stops at the edge of the sidewalk, covering his face with his hand and shaking his head. ] This isn't real. [ And fuck that horrible realization, even if it keeps him alive.
Whatever agility he had before when running is gone. Someone get him moving again before a ghost assaults him for real. ] Damnit.
BONUS.
[ Once CERES has issued the ghost-vacs, Kon can be found strolling around various locations - the apartment building he lives in and around the residential district in general, mostly - just doing his duty as a citizen of the colony. Now that he's actually armed, he's going to make sure that the ghosts are at the very least trapped in a vacuum cleaner so that they can't terrorize the people that he lives with or any of the newfound acquaintances/friends that he's made since his arrival.
Whether he turns them in to CERES or not is another question entirely, so he can definitely be heard whistling the boyband tune when he's not creeping along on his ghost hunt. He may or may not sound a little vindictively pleased while he's doing it, because if the ghosts and spirits and whatnot are the reason why his housemates have all been sick - they're at least the reason why so many of them are traumatized, now - then he's going to suck 'em up. ]
WILDCARD.
[ Want something else? Feel free to run into him just about anywhere! He'll be around, so if you literally want to run into him or are a friend/acquaintance/stranger that requires assistance somehow, or want to bail him out of trouble, he's available and will answer the call/get into assorted trouble himself. ]
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[ While Kon's spiritually aware, it's not to the point where he's honestly capable of being able to do anything about that niggling feeling at the back of his head every time he goes to the metro to explore the rest of the colony. Nothing he can do about that grating, annoying metallic grind.
Not much he can really do when the grind finally becomes a horrible screech of ripping metal.
He's out to get groceries to make something for the sick members of his giant household, when he gets slapped with a feeling much like the Ghost Road, an overwhelming spiritual presence that nearly knocks even him off his feet and sends a violent chill down his spine. The voices reach him soon after, and Kon bristles a little, staring off at where the energy and voices are coming from, slowly backing along before he just turns and books it towards where the many apartment buildings stand. ] If you break my eggs, I'm gonna be pissed!
[ #priorities, but honestly he's actually doing pretty good of staying the hell away from the ghosts, dodging quickly any time one comes near him. This is the second time he's gone running from malevolent spirits since he arrived in Cerealia - and the second time that he'll grab anyone that's just standing around or not moving fast enough, but his end goal is to get the hell back to swordhaus. ]
PHASE II.
[ Logically, he knows that he shouldn't be following the mustachioed man that calls to him. But logic doesn't really have much to do with anything, when you're being manipulated by spirits. They've got all kinds of tricks up their sleeves, and Kon knows this - knew it before he even dealt with Amatsuki, from reading up about folklore in his spare time.
But that doesn't mean that he breaks free right away.
For some reason that only the ghost knows, he winds up outside again, brow furrowed and frowning tightly as he follows after the familiar figure. There's no way he could be here, Kon tells himself, despite the fact that he keeps walking. But before he gets lured into the street, he stops at the edge of the sidewalk, covering his face with his hand and shaking his head. ] This isn't real. [ And fuck that horrible realization, even if it keeps him alive.
Whatever agility he had before when running is gone. Someone get him moving again before a ghost assaults him for real. ] Damnit.
BONUS.
[ Once CERES has issued the ghost-vacs, Kon can be found strolling around various locations - the apartment building he lives in and around the residential district in general, mostly - just doing his duty as a citizen of the colony. Now that he's actually armed, he's going to make sure that the ghosts are at the very least trapped in a vacuum cleaner so that they can't terrorize the people that he lives with or any of the newfound acquaintances/friends that he's made since his arrival.
Whether he turns them in to CERES or not is another question entirely, so he can definitely be heard whistling the boyband tune when he's not creeping along on his ghost hunt. He may or may not sound a little vindictively pleased while he's doing it, because if the ghosts and spirits and whatnot are the reason why his housemates have all been sick - they're at least the reason why so many of them are traumatized, now - then he's going to suck 'em up. ]
WILDCARD.
[ Want something else? Feel free to run into him just about anywhere! He'll be around, so if you literally want to run into him or are a friend/acquaintance/stranger that requires assistance somehow, or want to bail him out of trouble, he's available and will answer the call/get into assorted trouble himself. ]