Dec 5, 2021
Queenie is currently laying on the ground, out in the open, with her arms open and staring at the sky. She looks like she’s on the verge of tears - man, she is so bored!
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Queenie is currently laying on the ground, out in the open, with her arms open and staring at the sky. She looks like she’s on the verge of tears - man, she is so bored!
he steps lightly, silently wishing he’d tried being a thief to practice his footwork, hands poised to cup a significantly large insect that’s resting on the shoulder of someone unaware of its presence. his brow is furrowed in concentration, tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth, heart hammering like a stampede. he nears the bug and...
❝ got it! ❞ he declares, scooping it into his hands. he quickly peers into a gap between his fingers before closing them again so it doesn’t escape. grinning, morgan holds out his hands to who he’d scooped the bug off of and says, ❝ do you want to see? this little guy -- well, i guess he’s kinda big -- was just sitting on you! i can’t believe you didn’t notice it, actually... ❞
following the mysterious incident with the black box of sweets, fushi had to take matters into their own hands to sate their curiosity. and thus they had taken to the streets to stop the first and the best person they came across in their tracks.
“hey. i have an important question. what’s a valentines?”
The professor sits on a bench, her gaze mesmerized and focused as she turns a fireball in her hand in slow revolutions. It hovers there, flames licking up the side in an incredibly controlled way. She spreads her fingers out and the fireball becomes a calm oblong ring of a sphere chasing its own tail. For a moment her lips curl into a melancholic smile. She recalls a memory as if it were playing out in the flames. In a hushed voice she speaks aloud to herself.
“It seems like so long ago now that you learned how to wield magic...Fufu... Always so quick to skip the basics,” she extinguishes the spell by bringing her fingers together. “I can sense it...the force of mana, here.” It was a force she knew well in her home world. It seemed this planet was connected to her own after all, but it was too soon to tell if that was a comfort or something that made her more uneasy.
“Ehehe...” A delicate, feminine laugh comes from the cloaked figure standing outside of their house. “A body to play with. All to myself... I like this place.”
"Peace and Destruction Are Two Sides of the Same Coin"
It’s safe here. They should be grateful to be plucked from despair, from the end, only to come here to this safe haven, this brand new world for those fleeing their demise--
Grateful. The first thing Deunan does, upon hearing that, reading it, is scream, is howl and shriek.
She’s heard all this before, a place flowing with milk and honey, and crime hardly exists and it’s the future of mankind--
All she can feel is cold. Not the warmth of gratitude, of happiness-- she feels cold, empty, alone. Everyone’s gone. Briareos--
So Techno Solar finds their newest resident causing a bit of a ruckus. Deunan Knute is picking fights, demanding answers from strangers just trying to get through their days, kicking trash cans, lost in this giant city that’s so familiar but is not at the same time.