𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄

𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙸 𝙺𝚈𝙽𝙴𝚂 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚚.

[throughspice]

━━ ◤ ( BLAZING SUMMER HEAT, THE SWEAT ON YOUR BROW, THE MOON IN THE SKY DURING THE DAY and COBALT BLUE ) welcome, CHANI KYNES, SHE/HER. before you move in, tell us what you remember: REMEMBERS NOTHING. excellent, now we are pleased to accept your offer to live HUNTING DOG CABINS, and your new job as MECHANIC at IGGY'S CAR REPAIR AND MECHANICS is waiting for you to begin.

THE BASICS

• NAME: chani kynes

• NICKNAMES: none, give her some!

• BIRTHDAY: October 17th, 4am

• AGE: 23

• PRONOUNS: she/her

• LAST KNOWN MEMORY: remembers nothing.

• ORIGINATION: dune

• FACECLAIM: zendaya coleman

THE DETAILS

• FAMILY: liet kynes (father), mother (unknown)

• THREE(+) FAVORITE THINGS: the beach, the sell of cinnamon, her cat, drinking hot tea, journaling

• EDUCATION: high school diploma, apprenticeship/internship

• SKILLS: charm, multitasking, lip-reading, resourceful, high pain tolerance, mechanically inclined

• HEADCANONS:

her father was not a bad man, he was a good man who got involved with the wrong people. she discovered she could read lips well as a young teen when her house had been broken into; she read her father's lips which aided in their escape from the house. he has never disclosed to her why her mother is not in the picture.

chani is often quiet and reserved when she first meets someone, and is slow to reveal any personal values simply out of protection (for herself).

she is often described as mysterious due to her reserved nature.

her biggest pet peeve is being interrupted or recieving unsolicited advice.

WHAT THEY’RE PLANNING TO DO IN DECIMATION: chani is simply looking for a place to live on her own as well as seek a job. since she doesn't remember anything about her past life, only time in decimation will tell if this part of her will be revealed.

[visionclouded]

he can’t begin to count how many times he’s been here — the number would likely be two digits by now, maybe he should have counted it just to really know how much time he really spends here. what makes it easier is the fact that it’s within walking distance from his current home, too, leaving very little space for excuses. another fact is that he enjoyes spending time at the museum, no matter how far that is from what usually interests most people his age. the atmosphere is like no other, offering enough for one to hear their own thoughts whilst looking over displays that are hundreds of years older than them; a great opportunity to get lost in secrets that are perserved here if necessary. and really, it’s his own fault for not paying enough attention to his surroundings, a rare occurrence for someone that’s usually so hyper-aware of everything that takes place aorund him. therefore when it happens, it messes up with paul’s whole sense of balance, leaving him surprised that even it happened in first place. “ i apologize, ” it’s the immediate reaction to the realization that the step back he took wasn’t into an open space, but there was, in fact, someone else that he nearly knocked into. paul turns to take a look at the person, prepared to say his sorry one more time because he knows he is at fault here, only the words do not come out once his eyes fall onto the other person’s features. the realization is sudden, heavy, hitting him with an exact aim — he is certain he’s seen this face before. the silence stretches on for too long, and when he breaks it, it’s nowhere near as he’s imagined this would ever go, embarrassingly stumbling over his own words. “ i didn’t  — uh, i mean, i wasn’t looking. are you okay? ”

— & & chani kynes ( @throughspice​ ) !

[throughspice]

light blue eyes caught her reflection in the glass case in front of her, briefly averting her attention to the low contrast silhouette of her form. the smell of dust and cedar had become something chani was used to now that she was adjusting to her new home, now having spent only an hour or so strolling around the museum. decimation was an odd place. the name itself was enough to raise her curiousness, and she supposed, the events prior to the current day had to be pure coincidence. that letter, the scroll she found, she thought. how could that be? what did it mean? was someone waiting for her here? she shook her head at the thought, adjusting the hood of her tan jacket so it sat more comfortably. the museum was another landmark in the town she had been meaning to visit, though she had found herself feeling more lethargic than usual and she decided to blame the cold weather. plaques and artifacts placed strategically through the halls highlighted decimation's history, yet even with her newfound information, she couldn't help but feel as though there was more than meets the eye. if you asked her to put it into words, she couldn't. she would simply fall silent and shrug or piece together words until they had a meaningless explanation. despite her doubts and suspicions, it wasn't long until she prepared to find the second floor of the building, and as she turned on her heel she felt a hard force push against her, and it was clear that someone had bumped into her. she gasped but did not stumble, only ducked away enough to turn to see who she had come in contact with. her eyebrows furrowed and her stare narrowed, studying the brunette boy's nervousness. tall, he was, perhaps no more than her. a slender build and sharp features instantly came to her focus. " i'm fine, but you look like you've seen a ghost, like when you're a little boy. " she remarked, tilting her head to the side. " i . . . hope there are no ghosts in this place. that would be pretty weird. but you — are you okay? "

[throughspice]

( @whiskeyandspy ) sent RP MEME: PLATONIC TOUCHING for CHANI & LOUIS

[ SHOULDER ] to grasp my muse by the shoulder to turn them around

chani had only been in decimation for a short time, only really knowing one other person upon arriving. she preferred to keep to herself most days, especially after work. it was rather late in the evening and she had been allowed to leave a bit earlier than usual. deciding she was hungry, she found herself at the restaurant wanting a burger and a shake more than anything. as she stepped through the door, she felt a hand grasp down on her shoulder, making her jump and whirl around in that direction. her eyes widened, and her hands immediately went up in defense as soon as she realized it was someone she didn't know. " whoa ― " she gasped. " what's the problem? "

[throughspice]

— the young woman's tired eyes dragged her final bag into her newly appointed cabin, wiping the sweat from her brow. there was still lots to do to get settled into the new town. sure, the name was strange and slightly intimidating, but there was nothing special about it aside from how small it was. with a grunt, she plopped the bag onto her bed, turning around to toss her jacket on a chair then turned back around only to find her eyes going wide. a rolled up scroll sat ominously on her pillow, tied neatly with a ribbon, which she was sure had not been there a second ago. her slender fingers plucked the paper and unwrapped it. with a confused expression, she read it aloud:

❝  welcome to decimation, kansas, chani kynes. set your mind in motion. do not fear the process. dreams are messages from the deep. ❞

[vizual-demon]

It’s coming. I see a holy war spreading across the universe like unquenchable fire. A warrior religion that waves the Atreides banner in my father’s name. Fanatical legions worshipping at the shrine of my father’s skull. A war in my name! Everyone shouting my name!

DUNE: Part One (2021) dir. Denis Villeneuve 

[sheikah]

I see us giving love to each other in a time of quiet between storms. It’s what we were meant to do.