#yomiel 02

[paaperboats]

She’s been searching for hours for anyone that would speak to her, someone that could pull themselves out of their own confusion to reach out back to her. Of course, Red can’t blame a single person on this island for being as scared as they looked; she was just as frightened, just as confused as the rest of them.

But she had to do something. She wasn’t supposed to be here, none of them were-- wasn’t there some way they could get out of this?

“Hey!”

Her hand is already grasping the stranger’s shoulder by the time she’s called out to him-- literally reaching for the first person she could see. It’s not an action she’d normally take, but Red’s emotions seemed to be controlling every part of her at this point. She was away from Cloudbank, away from Auden, and she needed to know why.

“Do you know what’s going on here? Or did you..” she trails off suddenly, her voice softening considerably. “Or did you wake up here this morning, too?”

                                                             (   ;▽ @hosttrick​  )

[spiderstaff]

@hosttrick​

Kay’s seen the apocalypse before.

She knows how it starts. The clouds gather, streaks of opalescent light flash like lightning across the horizon. Distant parts of the city are on fire, as far as the eye can see. Shadow monsters stalk the streets. ‘It’s happening again’, she thinks.

Last time, she was with her family. Now, she’s completely alone.

At least... she thought she was. She scurries to the top of a roof, trying to get away from the monsters, but she’s not alone up here. And it’s not a monster, it’s someone she knows.

“Mr. Crime Tips Guy?” She doesn’t know his real name, but in a serious situation like this, she feels like it might be appropriate to use it. “Do you know what’s happening?”

‘The world’s ending’ she thinks.

“I...I’m really scared.”

[wrightsideofthelaw]

@hosttrick

This can’t be right.

He was supposed to be leaving Opalaria, right...? Then why doesn’t any of this look like it does on the map? He must have taken a wrong turn somewhere....

There’s a weird aura hanging in the air he can’t quite explain, almost like there’s someone watching him. There’s been stories about dangerous people and monsters outside of town, so he jumps when he hears a sudden noise nearby.

“Is someone there?” He doesn’t have any magic or weapons to defend himself, but as a lawyer, he’s always prepared to bluff. “I’m.. I’m armed!”

[heartanalytics]

@hosttrick liked for a winterfes!

——- Warmth in a bowl, scooped carefully from the massive contraption set up in Fibonacci; it’s not any less suspicious than any regular festivity or event flung at her in the entirety of her residence, nor is it unwelcome, but odd regardless in placement and general existence. Not that Athena is seen in complaint - it’s cold outside, and there’s free food. 

She hasn’t touched hers yet; the container is held against her chest, offering a second layer of heat to gloved hands. Somewhere in her route, the crowd condenses; Athena feels impact into someone else, sudden but harmless, collision causing a swirl of the soup in the vessel.

“Whoa!”

She steps back, looking down to make sure nothing’s spilled. The last thing Athena wants is to stain a stranger, and food loss is a very sad matter.

“Sorry! I don’t know what happened there.”

“If you were on your way to the soup bowl, I think it’s consommé today.” He looks familiar. She’s met him before. She’s also not about to wrack her brains figuring out where, when, and how - Athena meets a lot of people. “It looks good, doesn’t it?”