Chuuya “Small Crisis” Nakahara (
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[Open] April Catch-All
Who: Chuuya Nakahara (
thetaintedsorrow) & you!
What: Event aftermath and various shenanigans
When: April
Where: Olympia
Warning(s): None yet, but NSFW will be marked if it happens
I. Bird is the Word
[To all those familiar with Chuuya, the news of the mystery egg he’d magically acquired finally hatching isn’t surprising, nor is the news that it’s a bird. However, what they may not know is that Apollo (a name carefully chosen for his precious child) has grown into something quite flashy in the past month. A royal flycatcher, to be precise, with beautiful plumage to rival any peacock. It’s quite fitting that Apollo is tiny and beautiful, considering who his mother is, but don’t tell Chuuya that.
He’s quite an energetic little thing, and Chuuya can be found out and about in town with the little guy perched on top of his hat, or in the mansion with Apollo perched on his shoulder.
Should anyone get close (within five feet) of Chuuya, they’ll find themselves with a faceful of feathers and an earful of chirps as Apollo checks them out, up close and personal. Of course Chuuya is amused.]
Looks like he likes you.
II. Shots, Shots, Shots
[Chuuya can also be found, sans Apollo, in one of the multitude of bars located around town. He’s currently nursing a glass of fireball whiskey, but anyone who approaches him for either company or simply to harass him will be abruptly challenged to a drinking contest. God bless your soul if you take him up on it.
Should they decline he’ll simply shrug and continue sipping at the amber liquid in his glass.
Either way, they’ll receive this greeting: ]
You here for booze or company?
III. Among the Stars
[Lastly, Chuuya will make a trip to Thesa Station to see all the newly awakened refugees. He can be found checking out the stasis pods, hanging around in one of the lounge areas, or simply indulging in a glass of wine at the mess hall.
He’ll have Apollo on his shoulder, but don’t be afraid. He won’t peck your eyes out. Chuuya may very well try it though, if you see fit to call him tiny. Otherwise he’ll be friendly enough, no matter where he’s approached on the station.]
How’s it going?
IV. Wildcard!
[Surprise me! Or plot things with me! I’m over at
arcanestardust!]
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What: Event aftermath and various shenanigans
When: April
Where: Olympia
Warning(s): None yet, but NSFW will be marked if it happens
I. Bird is the Word
[To all those familiar with Chuuya, the news of the mystery egg he’d magically acquired finally hatching isn’t surprising, nor is the news that it’s a bird. However, what they may not know is that Apollo (a name carefully chosen for his precious child) has grown into something quite flashy in the past month. A royal flycatcher, to be precise, with beautiful plumage to rival any peacock. It’s quite fitting that Apollo is tiny and beautiful, considering who his mother is, but don’t tell Chuuya that.
He’s quite an energetic little thing, and Chuuya can be found out and about in town with the little guy perched on top of his hat, or in the mansion with Apollo perched on his shoulder.
Should anyone get close (within five feet) of Chuuya, they’ll find themselves with a faceful of feathers and an earful of chirps as Apollo checks them out, up close and personal. Of course Chuuya is amused.]
Looks like he likes you.
II. Shots, Shots, Shots
[Chuuya can also be found, sans Apollo, in one of the multitude of bars located around town. He’s currently nursing a glass of fireball whiskey, but anyone who approaches him for either company or simply to harass him will be abruptly challenged to a drinking contest. God bless your soul if you take him up on it.
Should they decline he’ll simply shrug and continue sipping at the amber liquid in his glass.
Either way, they’ll receive this greeting: ]
You here for booze or company?
III. Among the Stars
[Lastly, Chuuya will make a trip to Thesa Station to see all the newly awakened refugees. He can be found checking out the stasis pods, hanging around in one of the lounge areas, or simply indulging in a glass of wine at the mess hall.
He’ll have Apollo on his shoulder, but don’t be afraid. He won’t peck your eyes out. Chuuya may very well try it though, if you see fit to call him tiny. Otherwise he’ll be friendly enough, no matter where he’s approached on the station.]
How’s it going?
IV. Wildcard!
[Surprise me! Or plot things with me! I’m over at
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[There's a sudden look of shock that begins to take over her pretty features. For someone who was so confident and careless a moment ago, she seems pretty concerned now. Uh oh.]
What do you mean Reign's not immortal? He's supposed to be my bridegroom! He's supposed to be with me forever!
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[Okay, now it’s Chuuya’s turn to be confused.]
What do you mean?
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[Uh, yeah....yikes. This is probably not where Chuuya was expecting this conversation to go.]
This isn't fair!
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[There’s only so many ways a person can interpret that.]
Did he agree to this??
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[Ah...incoming tantrum...there's a stomp against the tiled floor of the kitchen as she bawls her little hands into fists. There's a flurry of various emotions hitting her right now and none of them are pleasant.]
I thought he was like me...but you're saying he'll die?! What sort of vampire doesn't live forever?!
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I don’t know for sure. You’d have to ask him yourself.
[Diva pls don’t destroy Atsushi’s house.]
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[Can't really do that if you're dead now, can you?]
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[Because he doesn’t want Reign to die.]
Because that’s counterproductive to what you want.
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I won't kill him.
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[He’s not convinced, but he’d rather not piss Diva off any further right now and end up in a bloodbath.]
So you’re having a baby with Reign? Why?
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[Yeah...none of this probably makes any sense to Chuuya. Sorry buddy.]
Reign agreed he'd help me make one.
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Is that what you want though?
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[There's a little shrug as she goes to lean against the kitchen counter, arms crossed over her chest.]
I don't want a baby, I don't really care about them...but it's my end of a deal.
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[Color Chuuya curious.]
What kind of deal?
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[It's...actually a quite pure desire coming from someone like her. Probably unexpected.]
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[WELL THEN. That’s a hell of a thing Chuuya just heard.]
I don’t think you’re a monster, for what it’s worth.
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You don't?
[She wasn't expecting that.]
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[From what Chuuya has gathered, Diva is more of a confused and slightly bratty girl who never got a chance to be “normal”.]
You could’ve ripped me to shreds earlier, but you didn’t. And if Atsushi likes you, you can’t be that bad.
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[Do you really want to believe in Atsushi's judgement of character, Chuuya? That said, Diva's not complaining. Gingerly she reaches for the carton of eggs she'd taken out earlier, only to place them back into the fridge and close the door.]
You're not afraid of me either then?
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[He probably should be, but Chuuya fears very little.]
Can’t imagine you’re afraid of much either.
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[She's not saying that to be an edgelord either. She really means it.]
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[That part...wasn’t pleasant for Chuuya..]
Guess there’s not much that could scare an immortal.
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[Which, in a way, is sad in of itself.]
There isn't much, no. Death isn't scary and I'm used to being alone, even if I don't like it. What else is there to really be frightened about?
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[The ADA would disagree, but okay.]
I dunno. Being tortured? Never being happy?
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[She can't help but give him a curious look at that, following it up with a small shrug.]
It's not easy to torture me. I heal pretty quick...and I like to think I'm pretty happy, all things considered.
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