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nysalogs2017-10-03 09:18 pm
guidetoblivion) wrote in nysalogs2017-10-03 09:18 pm
[open, with one closed prompt]
Who: Riku (guidetoblivion) and YOU!
What: Catch-all for the month including but not limited to house #70 shenanigans and event things
When: See prompts
Where: Olympia, specified in prompts
Warning(s): possibly violence, maybe backfired magic, will update as needed
[ A – House #70 | Some night, backdated to end of September | Closed to Housemates ]
[Sleep doesn't come easy to Riku – it hasn't in the past year, and it's failing to find him now after…
He doesn't really know what the presence of that person means for him, if he can just abandon the responsibility he feels for the Worlds into the hands of someone that might actually be capable of carrying that weight...
Someone who didn't abandon his promises the way Riku did.
In the end, he finds himself opening the window of the living room to climb out on the roof and enjoy some of the cool night air – if his ever turning thoughts don't allow for sleep, he might as well take them outside. He leaves the window slightly ajar, more in order to get back in… but maybe someone would like to follow him?]
[ B – Residential Area | Daytime of September 30th | Open ]
[If anything came out of that fight though, it's the certain knowledge for Riku that he needs to grow stronger outside of Ansem's power, that he needs to have different fallbacks than just that and his Limit. He needs to find a way to speed up his attacks, to defend himself without being frozen in place and he definitely needs to brush up his magic… healing and otherwise.
There are no jobs from Aranea coming on this day, and with little for him to do otherwise, he invests a few silver into tin can targets, and finds himself a high, flat roof for himself that – at least to him – seems out of the way enough to get some training in.
With the tin cans put down, and some distance gained, Riku takes a deep breath and focuses – it's been a while since he's had any use for these spells. Then he stretches out his arm focusing on the easiest of the elements to summon, whispering:]
Fire!
[Red flames spark at his palm and he holds them there for a few seconds before he pulls back and releases them, aiming at one of the tin cans. The flames reach their target, but don't leave much of a mark… it might not seem like a particular satisfying result, but considering that he hasn't used the spell in months and managed to call on it without it backfiring, Riku figures it successful enough for now.
In the following hours he continues his practice, switching between fire, ice, lightning and air spells as he goes… Perhaps you are a passerby wondering about the lightning strings raining down one roof up on such a beautiful day… or perhaps it's even your roof that's been chosen as trainings ground?]
[ C – Around Olympia | Throughout October | Open ]
[With the gas attack happening, all thoughts that Riku might have had about his own worth or training are forgotten – finding the culprits behind the attack and making sure that there won't be another certainly takes priority now.
The last year has taught him a lot about blending in with the darkness, about staying quiet and listening for clues… he uses all of that now, when he slips into the shadows of the Red Light district and watches out for any person with the letter M tattooed into their wrist.
And if he happens to run into one of the fugitives… well, it probably is in their all best interest if they turn themselves in. Isn't it?]
[ D – Wildcard ]
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guidetoblivion) and YOU! What: Catch-all for the month including but not limited to house #70 shenanigans and event things
When: See prompts
Where: Olympia, specified in prompts
Warning(s): possibly violence, maybe backfired magic, will update as needed
[ A – House #70 | Some night, backdated to end of September | Closed to Housemates ]
[Sleep doesn't come easy to Riku – it hasn't in the past year, and it's failing to find him now after…
He doesn't really know what the presence of that person means for him, if he can just abandon the responsibility he feels for the Worlds into the hands of someone that might actually be capable of carrying that weight...
Someone who didn't abandon his promises the way Riku did.
In the end, he finds himself opening the window of the living room to climb out on the roof and enjoy some of the cool night air – if his ever turning thoughts don't allow for sleep, he might as well take them outside. He leaves the window slightly ajar, more in order to get back in… but maybe someone would like to follow him?]
[ B – Residential Area | Daytime of September 30th | Open ]
[If anything came out of that fight though, it's the certain knowledge for Riku that he needs to grow stronger outside of Ansem's power, that he needs to have different fallbacks than just that and his Limit. He needs to find a way to speed up his attacks, to defend himself without being frozen in place and he definitely needs to brush up his magic… healing and otherwise.
There are no jobs from Aranea coming on this day, and with little for him to do otherwise, he invests a few silver into tin can targets, and finds himself a high, flat roof for himself that – at least to him – seems out of the way enough to get some training in.
With the tin cans put down, and some distance gained, Riku takes a deep breath and focuses – it's been a while since he's had any use for these spells. Then he stretches out his arm focusing on the easiest of the elements to summon, whispering:]
Fire!
[Red flames spark at his palm and he holds them there for a few seconds before he pulls back and releases them, aiming at one of the tin cans. The flames reach their target, but don't leave much of a mark… it might not seem like a particular satisfying result, but considering that he hasn't used the spell in months and managed to call on it without it backfiring, Riku figures it successful enough for now.
In the following hours he continues his practice, switching between fire, ice, lightning and air spells as he goes… Perhaps you are a passerby wondering about the lightning strings raining down one roof up on such a beautiful day… or perhaps it's even your roof that's been chosen as trainings ground?]
[ C – Around Olympia | Throughout October | Open ]
[With the gas attack happening, all thoughts that Riku might have had about his own worth or training are forgotten – finding the culprits behind the attack and making sure that there won't be another certainly takes priority now.
The last year has taught him a lot about blending in with the darkness, about staying quiet and listening for clues… he uses all of that now, when he slips into the shadows of the Red Light district and watches out for any person with the letter M tattooed into their wrist.
And if he happens to run into one of the fugitives… well, it probably is in their all best interest if they turn themselves in. Isn't it?]
[ D – Wildcard ]
[ Want to thread, but don't find a hook in any of the prompts? No problem, just shoot me a note though PM or plurk (
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He turns back towards the blond guard, head shaking.]
I only just got here; I wasn't even anywhere near the district when things happened.
[He gets why they are asking around though. In a way they are trying to achieve the very same thing after all, even if through different means.]
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Nah, it's all good. [ A beat. Maybe he should leave it, but instead, he chases that with: ] Are you...here to investigate too, then?
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Yea. I figured this is the likeliest place to pick up on the scent of someone connected to the culprit. If I'm lucky at least.
[It's a slim chance with all the people have been around here, and there's no telling if this potential Darkness is even connected to the attack, but well. He's got to start somewhere, right?]
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Then you're gonna want to look for people with the letter "M" tattooed on their wrists. That's, like, their secret sign, or whatever.
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I see… thanks!
[Though, seeing the other's uniform, he can't help but wonder:]
Does the Guard have any plans yet regarding on how to flush them out?
[He wouldn't want to mess up anything in the works after all!]
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Uh - actually? It's, uh...been a little disorganized since the attack. To be honest, I've been waiting for direct orders from Ashti, but...radio silence.
[ He wouldn't normally spring this on a total stranger, but it's been on his mind ever since the attack, and now he's feeling more and more lost on what to do about it. ]
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Maybe she trusts you guys to know what to do.
[Whatever that may be, Riku doesn't know either... well, aside of finding those associates and capturing them, anyway. That seems like the obvious thing to do. But hey, he's really just trying to cheer this guy up somehow.]
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[ Or, at least, that's what he wants to believe. There's not quite conviction behind it, though. It's been a hell of a long week. ]
A-anyway, it's pretty clear what we're supposed to do either way. Hunt those guys down until we can bring them to justice.
[ Even if that is, evidently, much easier said than done. ]
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He nods at Prompto's words, agreeing. The current objective – for the guard, and for the rest of them – is pretty clear, as the other had put it himself.]
I'm sure you won't be alone on this hunt.
[Riku for one, is definitely going to take part in it.]
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Yeah, no kidding. It seems like everyone's gunning for those guys now. Still...
[ He glances back at the ruined marketplace. ]
There's...a lot of other stuff going down, too. Lots of people in need.
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[Or wrists. Depending on how you want to look at it.]
Looks like…
[He glances back over the market place, frowning to himself. He's seen what happens to worlds when they are overrun by Darkness, but this? This is an entirely different type of tragedy.]
Anything I can help with right now?
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There's a lot of clean-up that they need extra hands for, I think? So...depending on how crazy you wanna get, picking up a trash bag and throwing things away might be the next best thing.
[ Sure, it's not so glamorous as chasing down criminals, but it's important, too. These people had lost their livelihood. Someone's got to help them get back on their feet. ]