#kite 01

[inexcitabilis-blog1]

@hunting-apricity

Waking up here was... Jarring to say the least. He knew he died, he knew everything ended, and yet he woke up again. Here. He declined the ride from the central hole, interested in exploring whatever hell he woke up in-- if he wanted to call it that. Over time, Risotto learned this place was called Spirale, four wards with differing names, with places outside the city proper.

His restless wanderings brought him to Archimedes, spending most of the day just observing. This ward reminded him more of home than anything and as weary as he felt since... Dying, Risotto made a stop to a bar. Drinking wasn’t something he does, with his occupation, he needed a clear and sharp mind.

But come death with negligence? He preferred not to think rationally currently. As he did with funerals. Attending his own, perhaps?

“Campari... Make that two,” he told the bartender, the withering look he gave prompted no arguments when he interrupted the order beside him. He took a seat, arms braced along the polished bar top, shoulders hunched.

[arbitrainfinitum-blog]

@hunting-apricity liked for a subversion starter!

The jingle of bells on the door of her bakery has her head snapping up, and almost immediately, there’s a smile on her face. She’d know that cloud of silver hair anywhere, and though she doesn’t see him nearly as much as she sees Mika, his presence is equally welcome. 

Snagging a fresh cinnamon roll from the tray she’d just pulled, and hurriedly wrapping it in a piece of wax paper, she practically bounces straight up to Kite, presenting the free cinnamon roll on her palms. 

“Well, if it isn’t one of my favorite faces to see! How’s your garden going, hm? Mika’s been by a few times recently, but I haven’t seen you in ages, Kite! I’m glad to see you here.”

[skillxhunter]

@hunting-apricity

“I thought I was alone here.” His statement echoed through this relatively abandoned area, wandering outside of the city given the fog had since receded and he was on a bit of an adventure. Exploring for entertainment rather than riches. He chose one direction to walk in and kept going. He knew for a fact every so often someone would be wandering out of the confines of the city.

But it is a big area.

“I heard there were some pretty interesting things past city limits. Are you here to investigate as well or just on a walk?”

[eraserxhead-blog]

@hunting-apricity for an event starter

He woke up at his desk, awkwardly laying against his chair so when he moved he could hear as much as feel his neck cracking. He exhaled through his nose, stretching his arms out and stood. Might as well go home, there wasn’t much work to be done here at the very least. He pulled on his coat and left, turning the light off. Aizawa glanced up from down the hall when he saw someone walking down.

“Evening, Kite,” he mumbled just loudly enough to be more than just noise. “Or it feels like evening with winter’s late hours. You heading home?”

[spiderstaff]

@hunting-apricity

Kay’s really done it this time. She’s hiding in the shade of a tree, looking up at the parasol that got stuck when she fell. And with the sun shining the way it is, there’s no way she can climb back up to get it! Climbing with an umbrella is a mistake, but one she’ll most likely make again. Assuming she gets out of this mess without a sunburn.

She’s wandered pretty far out, and the trees by the lake are really her only company... or so she thought. She spots someone else nearby, and she thanks the gods that someone else was exploring this far. And he’s tall.

“Hey! Excuse me! Sorry to bother you, but can you get my umbrella? It’s on that branch up there, and I can’t really move from this spot.”

[zeronote-blog1]

@hunting-apricity for a starter

City of spirals, huh? A peculiar name for a city and a peculiar layout. It wasn’t that strange to the old man, upon waking up at the edge of a hole and being escorted to his apparently assigned living quarters. Netero listened and observed, learning what he could from this place. He was aware he died and the only conclusion that came to his mind by the end of the day, while he sat on the edge of his bed was:

The afterlife.

Strange how such a thing would manifest into a place like this but he grew comfortable with that idea. Such an assumption was only strengthen when he was on his way through the wards, following no particular map and letting the new environment wash over his old body. Where someone stood familiar among unknown faces, someone he hadn’t seen in some time but knew he was dead.

So here Netero stood, smiling, amusement crinkling the corners of his eyes.

“Well now I’m convinced this is the afterlife. I hardly doubt you of all people would show up in a right before death fever dream.”

[gcdeaterr-blog]

@hunting-apricity

It was Karma’s night to be out, expelling the alcohol from his body in the form of excessive steam, more so than the usual amount the rolls off his body. It dissipates in the air without an issue, but it leaves behind an eerie effect that amplifies in the street lights.

He is alone.

He is hunting.

A single orange eye with an uncanny shine watched his quarry, large body down low but nothing could hide it, the steam cloud would be a dead giveaway, it was better to be stealthy in sewers or during the time mist clings to the ground. It was fine, Karma enjoyed the chase, enjoyed running down the prey that ran. He warbled, throat vibrating in a soft growl.

His prey? Also alone. No distractions from loud cars or crowds. A mass panic is fun, an individual was a challenge.

[wishxwish-blog]

@hunting-apricity​

“Onii-chan, Onii-chan...”

Alluka muttered softly under her breath, clearly searching through piles of rubble and dust; though, with her small hands she clearly wasn’t making much progress. Alluka gave a soft huff of frustration as soon as she became aware of that fact. Still, that fact would not deter her, and she soon took her search to the road before her.

Her eyes moved from left to right, and soon focused on the tall figure in the distance. Someone-- maybe they can help me.

Small feet quickly made their way over to the man, and Alluka even went so far as to have her arms back and forth to ensure that she would catch his attention.

“Mister!”

“Hey, excuse me, uhm-- I’m looking for someone! Can you help me?”