Absolution

Isola Radiale Affiliated Rafal from Fire Emblem Engage

[oldgodssong]

@fellabsolve | Moonshade Pt. 1 Event Starter Call

Andrale may be a rogue, and the Warden-Commander, but that didn't keep her exempt from falling prey to traps. Especially if she couldn't see them.

The string of elven curses leaving her would make Keeper Marethari blush. The net that has her trapped doesn't budge, though.

"Hey!" She yells at the passing figure. "Little help here, please?!" Maybe they'd show some kindness. Who knows. All she knows is she rather not be caught up again.

[fellabsolve]

Rafal halts instantly. He shoots a suspicious glare at her direction, which slowly fades as he sees someone just as 'out of place' as he was. With so many unknowns, he half expects his captors to hide around every corner.

"Hold still. This weapon isn't made for delicate work," Rafal instructs gruffly, grabbing a fistful of the net and bringing it to his axe's blade. It's slower work than preferred, especially under the circumstances, but before long a hole was cut in the mesh.

"Okay, that should do. Can you stand? We don't have time to waste."

[descensionstar]

with the notice posted, their attention could return to their surroundings and immediate actions — perhaps keeping mobile might get them closer to a potential respondent to the call and hasten the task of meeting up. they could hope an exchange of information might nudge them closer to formulating a plan for handling or curing the Glitched, though Lumine had her concerns there might not be a solution until the Stars lifted the mists.

her sights set on Rafal, assessing the axe in his possession, a weapon type she rarely saw up-close and one easily capable of widespread damage if they were pushed to fight. as with others, her curiosities turned to the reasons for wielding the weapon in his world — conflict between humans? a universal enemy in monsters? would the chance arise and they not be in danger of being ambushed at any time, she hoped to find out.

whilst they trekked, her eyes scanned the path ahead as best they could in the conditions, unwilling to stray until a short time of safety allowed them assurance to suspect the area might be clear. "you don't strike me as someone who fights for the thrill — if we have no choice but to engage, will you be able to... you know? ideally, we don't reach that point in any case".

[fellabsolve]

"Do you doubt my abilities?" Rafal raises an amused brow.

"No need. I have killed many, many people. If there is one thing I am capable of doing, it is that... If it comes down to it, you may leave the task in my hands."

He walks in silence, eyes still scanning. He was happy to leave it at that, heavy as it already was. He was not a good man. He was a very flawed and dangerous person. It was only fair for his allies to know who they were working with.

"What is your experience? You seem experienced, but you don't strike me as a soldier."

He spies a single glitched in the distance, currently oblivious. He points it out , quieting his pace. No need to draw attention right now.

[fellabsolve]

"You have such a positive way of framing it." He huffs. Being literally dragged along and recommended clothing, it was dizzying! But It was necessary, and not as big of a hassle as he made it out to be, despite his grumblings.

"It was... not unpleasant, I suppose. I needed more clothes." The dragon shrugged, resting his hand on his hip. "Her tastes were very vibrant, but in line with many in this city, so I needn't step in often... I find bright colors suit me."

[Bright pink on white and black is very fashionable!]

"...I suppose I wouldn't be opposed to doing it again."

[nohrsrose]

"If that's the case then I suppose it was a success." Or they at least met someone who provided some kind of enjoyable company. Either worked out in Camilla's eyes though she hoped whoever it was didn't go completely overboard and swamp him entirely...

"Though sounds like they knew a thing or two about fashion. I've been thinking about going shopping myself for awhile now. Just never the time nor anyone else to go along with."

A wyvern certainly wasn't the greatest when it came to that line of off hour fun after all...

"And if you aren't opposed to it maybe you can join me?~~"

[fellabsolve]

He raised a brow. Then he chuckled wryly. Going on another shopping trip with the original of someone he wronged. He really couldn't help but be amused by the situation.

"So that is what you were getting at... You could certainly do better for a shopping companion," Rafal says, crossing his arms with a reserved smile.

"But, if you would have me, I have no objections. It might be more enjoyable without being dragged by the arm. I leave the time and place to you."

[ripandcut]

@fellabsolve

✂ "Whoa there! What are you sulking about? You look like your house just got destroyed in a trash storm." Did this city experience trash storms? Probably not, but it was too late to consider whether or not the guy had ever heard of them. In a way his sour expression reminded her a little bit of Zanka, so she'd decided to speak up.

It was a little funny when she got on Zanka's nerves after all.

"Maybe something less dramatic. You fall down the stairs then?" Riyo was going to keep following him until she got a reaction.

[fellabsolve]

"A what storm?" The strange turn of phrase immediately broke the scowl on Rafal's face, though briefly. The residents of this city have such bizarre lives... He resumed scowling again shortly, as he usually does.

"No." He states bluntly, continuing his pace. (Was she following him? How annoying) "...If you really must know, a bakery I preferred closed. Satisfied? Now go away."

He turned away and shooed with a hand. A sour attitude to match his sour mood, it seemed.

[nohrsrose]

"I...can't say that I have been part of most of that. The shopping sure but nothing about my "fit". Whatever that meant. Maybe something she'd get a chance at someday.

"Sounds rather lively though. And even getting a compliment at the same time to boot? Seems like things are working out for you."

Or maybe she was trying to sell a better situation then the one all of them currently were in...

"Have any fun with that? The shopping I mean. I hope whoever was dragging you around had some good fashion sense about them."

[fellabsolve]

"You have such a positive way of framing it." He huffs. Being literally dragged along and recommended clothing, it was dizzying! But It was necessary, and not as big of a hassle as he made it out to be, despite his grumblings.

"It was... not unpleasant, I suppose. I needed more clothes." The dragon shrugged, resting his hand on his hip. "Her tastes were very vibrant, but in line with many in this city, so I needn't step in often... I find bright colors suit me."

[Bright pink on white and black is very fashionable!]

"...I suppose I wouldn't be opposed to doing it again."

[lawfuliet]

" A 10% upcharge on cake. . .

I will get to the bottom of this. "

[fellabsolve]

"Please do. It is an unforgivable outrage."

[purewhitedevil]

Laundry... Laundry these days are pretty much mechanical, prior to Albedo not too much known about mechanical stuff in this place, asides from being here for too long.

"Yes, i do my own laundry since i am not in my world anymore where i do have some homunculus maids doing the chore work." He seems... well she'll just winging on it as he was looking for an advice about human stuff known as laundry.

"It depends on which type though, i just researched on the internet of how it works and how to preserve and separate colored ones and white ones." Breathing in and out, she gives him one. "You'll need some stuff for those, such as laundry soaps, a bucket and water. Separate if must to remove the bubbles and hang them on a hot weather. Unless you need a demonstration?"

[fellabsolve]

"Homunc- Ugh, never mind. Go on." He quickly shakes his head. He did not come here for lore or whatever a 'homunculus' was, he came here to learn how to clean clothes. Nothing more, nothing less.

"Hm, it sounds simple enough. Is there some sort of technique to it? If so, I may need that demonstration. I assume there's more to it than simply dunking the clothes into soapy water, yes?"

If he's going to do it, he might as well do it right. No need to waste his or her time more than necessary.

[descensionstar]

someone recently brought here... the Stars sure chose their timing. the idea of being ushered in right before, even during one of these shifts sounded nightmarish. not only did it render him to but a fraction of his strength, he must have barely gotten his bearings before all of this threw him for another loop. so quickly, it would seem, that he wasn't familiar with the city's technology.

✦it's not a net! well... kind of. not the kind you go fishing with though. uh... how does Paimon explain it? we don't have time for this!✦

"it's a way of communicating. I'll explain the details as we move, but we should keep on the move". from her dress, the Traveler produced her phone, unlocking the screen with a flick of one hand while pointing with the digit of another. "you've got one of these, don't you? we'll give you a crash course on how they work when things settle down. I'll send out a message and look around for what's going on".

[fellabsolve]

"Kind of..?" He repeats, befuddled. He listened to the explanation, grasping little. But Lumine was right, the details didn't really matter. They had to get moving.

"The black glass slab? Yes. I would appreciate that. I leave navigation to you, I'll keep watch." He tightened his grip on his axe, prepping for any sudden danger. Fighting was a bit easier to grasp than technology, especially in such a disorienting time.

However, He does pay a curious glance to see how the 'message' is being sent.

[fellabsolve]

He has succeeded at small talk without fleeing. Good. He can leave this encounter without feeling he slighted her more than he already had transitively.

" Right, I heard of that. I have been learning they can't help but to meddle with our lives every few months. Like toys." He clicks his tongue with barely concealed frustration.

"Hm... Most have only baffled or frustrated me," he answers. " But... I suppose there were some I did not hate speaking with. Many who are powerful or passionate."

"I did briefly find one I knew, Veyle, but she has since returned to Elyios. For the best, perhaps." It would do the young dragon more good to remain in the company of her friends and allies.

[nohrsrose]

"Ah I know the feeling. I've had some of my siblings show up and return back to their home as well. It's...not the greatest thing to have to experience but I believe you are right. The company at home is far better then being here..."

At least she hoped it was. Maybe things had changed yet again while Camilla was trapped out in this world without anyway of anyone knowing she was here in the first place...

"Still I understand your frustrations. And glad you are finding some to give some attention too as well. Even that little bit can help some get through the days here."

[fellabsolve]

"Right, you have siblings... Yes. They are much safer where they belong... Though it is, nice to see them again briefly." He nodded.

Just encountering her was refreshing enough, she needn't stay. She shouldn't stay. But he selfishly enjoyed the brief encounter.

"Hmph. I suppose it provides some variety, "Rafal admits. He continues more gruffly. " Most were still annoying. They like to attend my private lunches uninvited, or drag me along for a so-called 'Shopping Spree" because they liked my 'Fit'. Have you experienced such nonsense?"

[kujoutengu]

@fellabsolve

Sara's arms folded across her chest as she studied the student in front of her. He wasn't one she knew well, if at all; he wasn't a part of her clubs or sporting teams, though he had seen him on campus a few times. Why he was currently snooping around the training grounds and her office remained a mystery, and was the reason she was standing in front of him now.

"Mind telling me what you're doing here outside of club hours?" Unless he was here to join, but she had her doubts he was interested in archery.

[fellabsolve]

The young man mirrored with crossed arms of his own, stubbornly defiant despite the danger he had put himself in. Don't show weakness, don't show vulnerability, even when cornered.

"I lost my keys, and the expected places turned up nothing." He lied. Yes, keys, clearly something found in club rooms he had never been to.

"I'm surprised you're still here tonight, professor. With such... concerning rumors around, It would do you no good to tire yourself with overtime."

[fellabsolve]

"Of course, that's why I ordered it in the first place." The dragon replies dryly, reaching to take the sample. He sips it gingerly, seriously meditating on it like a wine taster would. "Hm. Rich, but a bit too bitter. Could use more cream, or sugar in general," he reports back.

[klaysurging]

"Could be bad for your stomach. After all sugar is dangerous for one health."

But he does put the table set of sugar and creamers closer to the other. making a small force of rejection on the idea, for him the purer the material the better it can be sold for.

"60% is the acceptable range where it starts to become sweet, what your drinking is 90% dark chocolate."

[fellabsolve]

He threw his head back in a scoff. "Preposterous. It's only 'bad' if you eat nothing else. Trust me, this is nothing compared to my usual consumption."

He adds a generous mix of sugar and cream... Modest by his standards, but likely offensive to the 'purity'. He takes a sip, and nods in appreciation. "Ah, Better. This will suffice, I suppose. Thank you... With that percentage, no wonder it was so bitter. "

[descensionstar]

if they could break out of the main wards, taking on the source of the corruption would be the preferred method they'd both pursue. but from what she'd heard, that was a gamble too risky right now — if the mists swallowed them, they might be removed from the board outright, leaving bare an opening for the Glitched to move through, and deeper into the city.

holding the line felt more a stalling tactic than anything, it felt like pushing back against a force charging onward with only a matter of time before it broken through. but without a direction to go, and their hands tied when it came to fighting the Glitched, there felt little else on the table.

magic on a grand scale... if only they had that kind of power. but the two of them were warriors, not mages. perhaps someone else in the city could fulfil that role, but getting a hold of them... was it possible? it was worth a shot, luck often favoured the Traveler.

"know anyone who might be able do the job?" none of the Teyvatians she knew present would be capable of such — nor the companions of this world, of what she knew of their strengths.

to hear Rafal's assessment of how dire things could be, Paimon found herself rattled. if Baizhu were still around, he'd cover the latter preparations, and the two had heard of a blacksmiths in the city, but knew nothing more than the fact it were a thing.

✦is the internet working? we could send a message out to them, let them know we need help and reinforcements. but... there haven't been any notifications for a while... maybe phones are running out of battery without the sun.✦

[fellabsolve]

Rafal promptly shakes his head. "I'm a newcomer, so no. I also struggle to think of anyone from my home." Maybe if the Emblems,every mage, and the dragons pooled all their power..? No, that doesn't sound right either. It wasn't worth considering people who weren't here either.

Paimon's inquiries made him stop, knitting his brows together in visible bafflement. "The what? A net? Phones? What in the world are you talking about? What would we need a net for?"

[klaysurging]

@fellabsolve 

"Chocolate is a expensive drink initially, but the more it spreads in the new countries. The cheaper it can become, so ... If you wish to try this hot chocolate drink first, be my guest."

[fellabsolve]

"Of course, that's why I ordered it in the first place." The dragon replies dryly, reaching to take the sample. He sips it gingerly, seriously meditating on it like a wine taster would. "Hm. Rich, but a bit too bitter. Could use more cream, or sugar in general," he reports back.

[fellabsolve]

"How fortunate you won't have to." he states. Would she be more or less insane were she born a mere human? It could go either way, from his limited experience.

"They are quite.... fortunate," he managed to say, " to have such a devout follower."

He thinks he's suffering from some sort of information, and yet, he presses on despite her exuberance. If nothing else, he is curious about these strange , powerful horse beings that can steam roll a Fell dragon through shear personality.

"How is to race? How does it, erm, compare to your distant vigilance?"

[fullcolorfangirling]

At least she hoped they knew she had their back. One part of everything Digital did was doing a thankless job even if technically almost everyone at the school did know how much she put in. Oddly enough, more then most other girls when it came to both on and off the track. A truly contagious experience for anyone that managed to end up in whatever scheme...

"It's great! At first I didn't want to because I felt I'd be doing a disservice to the ones that I wanted to support. After all with how many tracks and distances everyone does run at I would never want to cut out one section of my beloved umas!" But as most things went with the bright haired girl there was another view on the whole matter.

"Then I realized something. If I don't run at all then I can't support anyone! Even if its from the back watching them reach the finish before me or being there to see them all run past it it's one of the greatest feelings in the world! I wouldn't trade anything in the world for it."

[fellabsolve]

He nods along, slowly taking it in.

"I see, I understand. You giving them a challenge honors their own efforts. On the battlefield, refusing to fight would only be an insult to their strength." He folds his arms. Maybe a tad... boorish of a comparison, but it's how I felt. To be disregarded, ignored, to be shown pity, all were undesirable.

"So you did well. Continue to give them your best efforts, I suppose. Not that you need me to say that."

[icyripples]

Hakuri feels himself stiffen when he's approached in a serious-seeming way, both out of surprise and habit. You. Him? Did he do something? He hadn't really been paying attention to where he was wandering...and that had gotten him in trouble before.

But...he relaxes quickly, same as the other person does when they approach him, and is relieved at his misunderstanding of the situation.

"Apothecary...? Wow, I didn't think those types of stores were around in a place like this," he comments, before laughing awkwardly and lifting a hand to rub at the back of his neck.

"Uh! No...? I don't think so. Honestly, I was just...wandering. I'm new here so I'm trying to figure out where pretty much anything is."

[fellabsolve]

He raises his brow and opens his mouth. Of course they do! - Ah, but not by that name is this strange modern world. Rafal frowns, mentally fumbling with his vocabulary. "The stores that sell everyday medicine and toiletries. Apothecaries. Whatever it is they are called here. Is that more clear?" He corrects himself, with a shake of his head. Whatever, he'll find it later.

"Anyway. I see." He frowns in thought, debating. He could walk away now, if he wanted, but... "I have recently been moved to this ward myself. Changing route takes some time."

An attempt at being sociable? How rare!

[foreverembrace]

"Thank you! I imagine they cremated me shortly after so I could return to the garden, but mostly the wounds just scarred over." He pulls up the lower hem of his shirt, showing a bullet wound to the strange non-human he met in a forest.

"If you're not a human, then what are you? You look human to me." This is how this is supposed to work, he's fairly certain. He shared something about himself, and now this person will share something about them! Making friends was easy.

"Orthus is an alien."

[fellabsolve]

His curious gaze follows, and he double takes at the unfamiliar scar. What in the world inflicted that? It Looks too big to be from an arrow. Rafal opened his mouth before thinking better of the question.

"So I see. So then you are otherwise fully healed and well?" he asks with a tilted head, before turning away again.

"A Fell Dragon. Something vile. I would not be offended if you left." In fact, he may prefer that, to no fault of Ivan or Orthrus. Prime Friendship making material right here.

"A what?"

[fellabsolve]

@nohrsrose Liked for a starter!

"It has been some time, Camilla."

The familiar purple tresses, and the just as familiar guilt that pangs in his heart and makes speaking to her without cause feel... just a little awkward, honestly. But it would be far worse to pass her by without at least a greeting.

"I hope you have been well. How have you fared these past few months?"

He is doing his best at small talk.

[nohrsrose]

"Oh Rafal. It has been awhile." If anything she was more surprised he was willing to speak with her so casually in the first place. Maybe a little bit of talking did go a long way with getting out and about...

"Well I can't complain about anything. Sure I could go without that little incident at the mansion but what can you expect from the Stars at this rate." Surely the next time they pull something like that it can be far less tense and a little bit more on the enjoyable side.

"And yourself? Anyone you know show up or in particular catch your attention here?"

[fellabsolve]

He has succeeded at small talk without fleeing. Good. He can leave this encounter without feeling he slighted her more than he already had transitively.

" Right, I heard of that. I have been learning they can't help but to meddle with our lives every few months. Like toys." He clicks his tongue with barely concealed frustration.

"Hm... Most have only baffled or frustrated me," he answers. " But... I suppose there were some I did not hate speaking with. Many who are powerful or passionate."

"I did briefly find one I knew, Veyle, but she has since returned to Elyios. For the best, perhaps." It would do the young dragon more good to remain in the company of her friends and allies.