☄𝒶𝒹 𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶

Roleplay blog for Koumei Ren from Magi. Affiliated with Isola Radiale. Housed in townhouse 202. Written by Albireo. This blog is not spoiler free!

[crimsonasterism]

      ۞Koumei Ren from Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic ! ۞

got like 3 hours of sleep last night

a bit lazy, but very reliable.  ask and you will receive.

an imperial prince, if you can believe it.  does not tend to carry himself in a way that would make that obvious, however.

has 2 brothers, 7 sisters, and 2 (living) cousins and he loves them so much.  do not mess with them.

absolutely phenomenal strategist

not afraid to get his hands a little dirty

has been doing this war thing since he was way too young for it

praying for a miracle skincare routine

despite what you may think, he would rather be feeding pigeons than speaking to you right now.

[marilearnsmandarin]

"may your heart's desires come true"

(written for me at the Confucius Institute event)

[coolskypics]

Night pic tonight

[the-wolf-and-moon]

Big Dipper

[crimsonasterism]

blackmagi​:

“Eh,” the broad yet artificial smile diminished, the chaos of his mood hitting a cold, exhausted, wall. He almost felt cold. Even if Koumei couldn’t see it, even the rukh around him were grey and dull, no, worse, a greyish red. Like something aged, or discoloured paint. In a way, like another form of wind or stagnant air. 

Lips curve downward and the grip on the strategist’s shoulder tightens, strong fingertips almost digging into his frail frame like a bite before spontaneously freeing him, Judar had changed his mood again.

“Yeah, you’re happy to see me again.” He takes a step forward and stands before Koumei, blocking his way, or attempting to steal all of his attention, looking into those eyes perpetually adorned with that tired shadow. 

“Hey, you better get to work, we got to conquer this place too!” a hand reached out, pointing at Koumei. “And how to get your djinn’s equip to work again. C’mmon, you’re the brains, eh? I wanna hear your plan.” The deceitfully cheerful tone disguised the truth like a joke. Perhaps testing him, perhaps taunting him, or even punishing for not acting as if he was delighted to see the praised magi. 

Slowly, as if it were some herculean chore, Koumei inhaled... and then released a long, suffering sigh. The thing about Judar was that, oftentimes, humouring him was the easiest way to proceed. He could become very annoying very quickly if he felt slighted, or even if the mood struck him-- and that was on a good day.

He didn't even try to resist; when Judar stepped in front of him, he simply met the piercing crimson gaze unwaveringly. Conquer, was it?

❝Is it just you and I for now? At this moment, the logistics of attacking this place are beyond us. We have no resources, and can assume that our opponents' resources are infinite. We have limited power, and even if that weren't the case, Dantalion isn't suitable to head an assault of any kind. Such as it is, it would be difficult simply to support you with my djinn.❞

❝I have been doing my research on this place, and the more I learn, the less plausible a "takeover" seems. So, for now, my plan is just that: I'll continue gathering information, and if we're able to gather more people, we can reassess from there. Allies and information are currently the most critical and reasonable aspects to focus on.❞

❝...To be honest,❞ he added, rubbing the back of his neck and finally averting his gaze, as if he were about to let slip a shameful secret, ❝with how far removed this island is from our home, it might not even be worth our time to try to claim it in the first place. I would be interested to hear what my brother thinks, though.❞

[hollowfaith]

「✧」 "Fair enough, and perfectly reasonable for the uninitiated."

To speak of his world was always agreeable, especially to someone who showed genuine curiosity about learning. After all, it was a utopia few realms could aspire to be in their lifetimes.

"Indeed, it is both a power and a place. You could consider it my home."

"There we angels stand, basked in blessing and glorious purpose, serving the will of our Creator as He gifts us the power to judge and heal—that's right, are you a man of faith?"

He paused in his monologue with a serious, suddenly melancholy look. "It would be very unfortunate if you had no belief in the gods. I find that speaking with such souls tends to damn us both more often than not."

[crimsonasterism]

Koumei listened attentively, and remained silent for a few moments after the question was posed, dedicated consideration saturating his expression. The look on his new roommate's face was a little unsettling, the genuine sobriety catching the strategist off guard. It was all the more reason to proceed carefully, not only to promote harmonious living and avoid the risk of offending the man he would be in contact with for the indefinite future, but also to make sure that he understood and was understood in turn.

❝Whether or not this satisfies you, this is my perspective. I believe in what I can see. I trust what I can understand. Do you believe that grass is green? Do you believe that the sun will rise in the morning? Do you believe that these facts are true because a god made it so? In the world I came from, that's more or less the case, although I've only learned the truth of it recently, myself. I'll admit that before that, I hadn't ever given it much thought. There was never the time to ponder it... that, and I wasn't very interested.❞

❝There are multiple religions throughout my world, different, but similar enough to make one wonder. That's because they're echoes of a forgotten history. The truth of how things came to be. Even now, to this day, that reality continues to shape entire civilizations, including my own country.❞

He gestured to his fan, tracing with one finger the symbol that adorned it. ❝Like your Heaven, the seemingly miraculous powers of my world come from a place and are facilitated by what can be considered divine. My djinn, Dantalion, may be of interest to you... although, I'm no magi, so I can't call her out for you to converse. But, to answer your question more frankly, I have faith enough, although it may not be the kind that you were hoping for.❞

[crimsonasterism]

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[blackmagi]

@crimsonasterism​

Even in that place, Judar could still sense it, drifting in the wind, to the sky, soaring high where he was, reaching him. The eclipse had brought more than what he could expect. He’d recognise that silhouette anywhere, and one he would have wanted to avoid before the accursed war councils. No one in their right mind would dare to cross the Second Imperial Prince in the mornings. 

At least there wasn’t a war council today, those were a distant memory! But it was still morning, right? 

The magi grinned and without warning he approached Koumei from behind. A hand rose and fell heavily on his shoulder, to greet the gloomy prince. 

“There you are!”, he announced with that artificial happiness so natural in him. The pulse of magic illuminated his eyes for a moment as he looked up again, searching for the sacred seal of Solomon which should still be in the prince’s metal vessel. If Dantalion was missing, that would be one problem. Or two. 

[crimsonasterism]

Gloomy was precisely the way to describe Koumei at that moment.

There were no war councils-- certainly not in Spirale, even ignoring the fact that it had been a while since he'd had cause to attend one, anyhow-- but without the excuse, the strategist found himself falling victim to habit.

He'd burn his oil deep into the night, lost in some book or other, and once he'd finally find his bed, he'd end up waking up after remarkably little rest, oftentimes repeatedly. It was absolutely unsustainable, and he was quickly losing patience with it.

One of the better things about the mysterious place he'd found himself in again was the wealth of information readily at his fingertips, although the grand majority of answers he'd found with regards to the question of sleep looked a little too close to what he'd already known...

So, perhaps he really was desperate enough to try the dreaded morning walk... as a last resort, of course, just above seeking strange medications touted in overt advertisements flung in his face during the course of his investigations on the so-called internet.

The hand dropping onto his shoulder should have startled him, yet he barely reacted, so thick was his haze of sleepiness. More than anything else, it was the voice that pulled him back into himself, a series of expressions rippling amusingly across his face as he recalled, in succession, the logistics behind his path crossing with Judar's. It was only a second before he was all but wilting once again.

❝Unfortunately,❞ he mumbled, not at all in the mood to even pretend he had the kind of energy needed to deal with Judar of all people. Like or dislike wasn't even remotely a factor; he simply could not be bothered to keep up.

❝Mm. Hello to you, too.❞

[crimsonasterism]

Once again, I do apologize for my absence! I should be back on track after next week.

[hollowfaith]

「✧」 Quite the thinker, this one. And as Aurelius cleaned the blood off the tip of his pen, he looked up to meet Koumei's eyes with a searching expression.

"Of course. Then I wonder if you'll spare time for one of my own?"

"Is there a concept of 'Heaven' in your world?"

Naturally humans had different beliefs, but his world had always been predictably monotheistic. From his roommate's word and reactions, the man seemed hardly conscious of the relevance behind angels or other members of the holy host.

"As a man of faith, it is the 'straightforward' things that are often most mysterious."

[crimsonasterism]

❝By all means. You've been forthright enough with me, so it's only fair of me to answer your questions in return.❞

The question, as it turned out, was of a different nature than what Koumei might have anticipated; it was certainly in line with his roommate's language, but somehow, he hadn't expected the conversation to shift towards religion quite so blatantly.

And what a fascinating, if somewhat difficult question it was. Koumei was no theologist, and although he'd done his due research on each of his world's major countries, these sorts of specifics were really more in line with his brother's interests.

Thoughtfully, he answered, ❝I don't mean for this to come off as evasive, but in order to answer your question, may I ask you what you define "Heaven" as? The way you used the word earlier makes it seem as though it may be a power, or perhaps a place.❞

[technolocks]

@crimsonasterism liked x for a Fragmemoria starter!

If there was one thing that had become second nature to Princess Entrapta in her life, it was getting research done! Her computers back home in Dryl had provided all the searching and indexing power she'd needed to ensure the start of everything she wanted to know was constantly at the tips of her fingers...and follicles. While arriving here without all the resources she'd had back there proved to be troubling, the Great Library of Xalphina had proven to be a more than worthy replacement! Books not simply from her own dimension, but from all those that converged within Spirale? It was outstanding!!

The genius princess holing up at one of the tables, practically barricaded by books that had grabbed her interest, had become a semi-regular sight at the library. This afternoon marked such a typical occurrence, as not only were the city's mysteries always something she wanted to look further into, but the widespread reports of some kind of fogginess or amnesia merited further investigation as well. Perhaps she was too wrapped up in her own head as usual, though, as a tendril of her hair reached out to grab one of the books she'd pulled together, accidentally taking one away from a fellow library-goer! She barely even noticed as the stranger's text was placed in front of herself. "Hmmm...this is different..."

[crimsonasterism]

The City of Spirals was a place as fascinating as it was unsettling. While Koumei had been informed of its nature some time ago-- or at least some of it-- experiencing its odd sense of time for himself was disorienting. He wasn't exactly keen to find himself stranded once more, but it wasn't all bad, either. He was thrilled for the chance to visit the Great Library of Xalphina again, if nothing else; its endless wealth of knowledge was bound to have practical applications back home, and now he was more confident in his ability to make use of it.

And as often as he, himself, visited the library, it was all but impossible for the strategist not to have noticed this particular peculiar patron. She was, for lack of more polite terminology, extremely interesting. Still, he wasn't one to judge; in fact, he often found himself wishing his hair were as talented as hers, whenever he passed by. The thought of how much more he could get done if he were so blessed was bittersweet, but always fleeting, always quickly swept aside to make way for whatever esoteric text he'd chosen to decipher next.

He'd never had cause to talk to her, though-- not until she literally plucked one of the books he'd gathered to read for the day directly from his pile. And oh, he shouldn't mind-- and didn't, really-- save for one small detail.

After a little internal argument, he slowly pushed himself up from his seat, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly as he approached.

❝I don't mind sharing, but can I get my bookmark out of that?❞

[hollowfaith]

「✧」 Everything was so much simpler as long as you knew what you wanted. With desire taking the lead, all other considerations fell into place to pave the possibility. Though Aurelius does not know why his roommate seemed so curious about it all, he didn't mind humoring the man.

"There's no cost beyond a minimal drain on my stamina," he answered pleasantly enough. "By the grace of Heaven does God gift his angels with the power of miracles."

He decided to feel in his pockets then, eventually taking out and uncapping a fountain pen with a pointed nib.

"There are also no adverse effects on the subject—provided they are not demonic in nature. I'm afraid our kind has never mixed well with them. Now then—" he twirled the pen between his fingers and abruptly stabbed himself in the middle of his palm until blood emerged.

"—the promised demonstration."

He gently tilted his hand until the blood dripped from his skin, enough to show off the wound. Then the same white light that had engulfed his other palm now glowed to fill his injured one, curing the minor wound in seconds.

@crimsonasterism tagging you bc tumblr's reblogs are breaking apart in stealth mode

[crimsonasterism]

Koumei wouldn't be ashamed to admit that he let his expectations get a little away from him. The bounds of it sounded reasonable enough, and he was keen to compare his new roommate's healing magic to those with which he was more familiar... nevertheless, perhaps unconsciously, he maintained a secure grip on his fan.

From the moment the pen appeared Aurelius' hand, Koumei was reasonably confident that he knew what to expect in the moments that followed, enough that he might have even held his breath. He didn't flinch-- after all, he'd seen far more alarming things over the years, and especially so within the most recent days of his memory-- but he imagined it to be a rather painful experience, and could have been persuaded to part with a sympathetic wince, had it been asked of him.

Rather, he watched with an attentiveness that straddled the line between clinical and eager as the gentle glow simply erased all trace of the wound, and after a few moments, seemed satisfied.

❝Thank you. This has been enlightening. It seems quite straightforward... too straightforward, in fact, but I'll spare you further questions for now.❞

[crimsonasterism]

I decided I should probably make a proper post about where I've been. Once again, I apologize, and I'll be trying to catch up!

So, my workplace is absolutely WILD. For the past few months, I've been one of only two employees, and the few people we've managed to hire have done things like steal hundreds of dollars from us or ghost the job with no explanation. Also, I've spent a decent portion of May down with covid 19, hence my sudden radio silence. Things seem like they'll be finally clearing up though.

[hollowfaith]

「✧」 It seemed that his new quarters would be peaceful. One roommate was lethargic, the other simply apathetic. Perhaps he could even take them to be part of the furniture when he stopped by his rooms. Politely the man refused him and Aurelius didn't push; it was enough leeway on his part to grant favors to a stranger in the first place.

"Of course, of course..." he nodded back. "I rather like high places, which is why I've claimed the top. It has its uses." For example, coming in and out of the window through flight—or perhaps making Klaus do so while Aurelius still had his wings clipped.

"What I'm offering is the equivalent of a minor blessing." The light in his palm remained shining, expectant. "I was born with the power to heal, though the Stars have seen fit to restrict me."

"But in the meantime—a cut, a bruise, a headache or exhaustion—are well within my means to cure. Shall I demonstrate for you?"

[crimsonasterism]

And there was the trouble; he was wary, yes, but he was also curious. Whether or not he trusted the possibility of such a blessing existing was irrelevant— it could exist, and his scholarly mind would not allow him to remain closed to the fact. It was right before him, presented with everything he needed for a clean first impression.

He didn't bother trying to hide it. He would be living with this man for likely quite some time, after all, and there were no politics at play here. Frankly, it was too much trouble for absolutely no payoff to even attempt feigning disinterest— in fact, he wished he had something to take notes with.

❝A demonstration would be appreciated. Such magic isn't unheard of where I'm from, but I tend to foster a healthy respect for the unfamiliar. If I may ask a few more questions... what cost is it to you? And to your... subject?❞

[iria-daerienne-blog]

Get to know my character through an ask!

🍰 - What is their favorite type of dessert or sweet? 🐢 - What type of animal would they keep for a pet? 🐙 - They are crossing the ocean. What are the circumstances and how did they get there? 🌎 - If money were no object, where would they live and what would they do with their life? (Ex: entrepreneur, playboy, philanthropist, etc) 🎂 - Do they celebrate their birthday? 🎓 - Are they well-educated? 📬 - A mysterious letter has just been found in their mailbox. How does your character react? Who would it be from? ⌚ - Is your character punctual or procrastinator? 💰 - Your character just found a fat sack of gold on a bench. What do they do with it? 👙 - Is your character trendy or do they just not give a damn? 🎠 - Your character is at the carnival. What kinds of rides or games do they check out to entertain themselves? 🔮 - Your character is having their future told by someone pretty shady. Do they call the fortune teller out or just roll with it? 🎃 - What is your character’s favorite holiday? 🎶 - What would your character say about your personal taste in music? 💒 - Does your character want marriage or a lifelong commitment? ♓ - Hey baby, what’s your sign? What would your character’s zodiac sign be and what qualities do they carry to make them fall under that sign? 🚼 - Does your character have or want kids? ⚠ - What has your character almost done that made someone talk them out of or convince them not to do it? ♿ - Is your character in some way handicapped? (This includes physical, emotional, and mental.) 💊 - Is your character on medication? If so, why? 🌞🌜 - Is your character an early bird or night owl? What makes them that way? 📚 - Does your character read? 📓 - If your character keeps a journal, what is the most secret thought they keep in it? 📰 - An obituary for your character was found in the local paper this morning. What did it say? 💢 - What frustrates your character more than anything? ✌ - Your character just made a trespass against someone else, how would they go about righting it given the chance? Or would they at all? 🍴 - What is the absolute worst meal your character has ever eaten? Were they verbal about it or did they just not say anything? 🍜 - Carnivore/Pescatarian/Vegetarian/Vegan/Other? What kind of diet does your character have? 💋 - Your character was just kissed by someone they can’t stand. Why and how did it happen? 😇 - What was your character’s last good deed? 😁 - Someone just tripped and fell in front of your character. Do they laugh or help the person up? 😨 - Your character just broke wind in public. Do they try to hide it or own up to it? 😍 - Your character’s lust object just passed right by them. How awkward do they get as they try to make conversation? 😒 - “Ugh! Not him/her/them/it again.” How does your character react to annoying people? 😂 - Your character is moved to tears. What’s a kindness that another showed to them? 😄 - What has ever made your character laugh so hard that they almost passed out? 😈 - What’s your character’s favorite cuss word? 😏 - Is your character having a dirty thought right now? 🍺 - Cheers! What is your character’s favorite alcoholic beverage? What was the last thing they got smashed off of? 💫 - Your character is suffering memory loss after being knocked unconscious. What happens afterwards and how did it happen? 💡 - What is the best idea your character ever had? 💍 - Does your character wear any type of jewelry? ⛪ - Is your character religious or spiritual in anyway? 🎱 - Your character and a talking raccoon walk into a bar… 📼 - An interrogation tape emerges regarding a recent interview with your character. What are they being questioned for? 👟 - Is your character into personal fitness? If so, what’s their exercise routine? 📺 - What would your character’s favorite TV show be? What’s their favorite genre? 

🍀 - Does your character carry a good luck charm? Do they believe in luck?

[hollowfaith]

「✧」 "He can make tea, but—" And Aurelius stopped there, peering behind them at the second-floor balcony where their third roommate had his quarters. It was deserted for now, but he couldn't help but wonder—the man had good ears, after all.

"In any case, I expect you'll take the third floor while I claim the fourth."

"Would you like something to help with your fatigue? I'm afraid you'll trip over your feet before ever making it up the stairs."

He raised a friendly hand in offer, a faint white light glowing in his palm.

@crimsonasterism ໒꒱

[crimsonasterism]

Back here again, after everything.

It seemed to him as though he'd only just recently left— although he understood the nature of the City of Spirals to play rather roughly with the concept of time. Who could say how much time had passed in this endlessly bizarre place? As for his own perception of things, more than enough had changed about himself, even if the city was, more or less, exactly as he remembered.

As if to unconsciously give form to his thoughts, he brought a hand gingerly to his chest, now solid and painless where there had been a slow healing wound mere days ago. Oh, its vengeful scar remained; certainly, the sight of it was like to make most anyone cringe. But it was mended, and he supposed he should be grateful for that.

Beyond that, he was grateful that he'd been assigned much more tolerable housing this time, at least— less busy, and closer to the library he'd come to enjoy in the past.

❝That won't be necessary. I'll manage,❞ Koumei asserted, pausing to smother a yawn behind his hand. He wasn't keen on trusting unfamiliar magic, especially in this place, even if the one offering seemed notably kind and thoughtful. ❝I can make do with either floor, though. It's inconvenient, regardless... ah, I apologize. I don't mean to sound ungracious. Thank you for your consideration.❞

He let his gaze, belated, drift in the direction his roommate had glanced in moments before. He hadn't ever really interacted with his old roommates; he wondered idly if he'd be able to make use of the new ones' companionship.

❝..Hm. If I may ask, just what is it you're offering?❞

[isolaradiale]

Alrighty, here's hoping all of my asks go through this time. Here's my application for Koumei Ren from Magi. ♡

Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Koumei!

You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 202.

You will retain everything you had in your previous stay.

– mod pleiades.