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nysalogs2017-12-05 08:44 pm
illuminating) wrote in nysalogs2017-12-05 08:44 pm
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it's pouring, the trees are getting greener before my eyes,
Who: amaterasu (illuminating) & open.
What: catch-all.
When: complete month of december.
Where: wyver & olympia, but we could do between these places, too.
Warning(s): will add if anything comes up.
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sleepiest for any hashing out of things. i will also eventually be including celebration things in this post later in the month, if you want to do something, but want to wait until then. thank you very much!)
week one: wyver.
week two: olympia.
(ending off to say that wildcards are always welcome.)
illuminating) & open. What: catch-all.
When: complete month of december.
Where: wyver & olympia, but we could do between these places, too.
Warning(s): will add if anything comes up.
(this post is 110% open to anyone who'd like to do anything with it, whether we have established cr, or discussed things or not. all the prompts are open, but if you would like something specific, feel free to reach me to request something. i can be found by pm or
week one: wyver.
[In the entirety of the first week, Amaterasu can be found anywhere within Wyver. She isn't difficult to miss being a white wolf, or something like that, or is she merely a massive dog? More than this, though, she has no timidity in coming up to people or getting into things. This is, after all, why she's staying for a little while. At this point, she's probably met virtually everyone in Olympia, and she won't miss the opportunity to make friends with the natives or other refugees alike.
Some of the easier places or points to find her are:
a] in the Fields of the Exalted. Who knows if she has an official position there, but she seems to like to go, and she seems to... for lack of better description, baby the dragons. It took less than a day to earn most of their trust, but she's still working on it with some of the more stubborn ones. Maybe you work there, too, or maybe you've wandered into the wrong area, or are just plum curious. The sight you're likeliest to see is her casually passing by some of the larger dragons lounging in the field, a hatchling clinging to her shoulders, hanging off one side of her with curled tail, about the size of the cat. It's trilling in a gurgling way argumentatively, and with confidence enough it won't hurt her, you might hear her respond with stern, open-mouthed groans that are edging on weary growls.
The scaly infant huffs, and hisses, and trills petulantly, crawling up her back with claws smashing one of her ears against her head, and this is where it drapes its self to lay down, its little head bobbing on top of hers. She's obviously distracted, and won't stop unless someone bothers to get her attention.
b] In the main parts of the city, moving from person to person she passes to get to know them. Through sniffing, and happy pats, and tail wagging. Some smile but don't touch her, some can't get enough of ruffling her fur, and some even spare her treats. Perhaps you're the next person she's trotting up to, as if this is just a day in the life, going from one person after the other, not able to speak Hello, hello, hello but exuding such an aura all the same. Maybe you catch her up to mischiefโnosing around in someone's sack to steal a bite or two of their food, or unconcerned, jumping in through a window someone's left open, the light clatters of her knocking things over soon following behind her vanished form. There's chance you'll see the strange occurrence of her pausing near some of the foliage, and a full-bloomed flower pop into thrilled life, before she's moving on. A coincidence, a cursed plant? Odds are, if you're able to see her true shape, you'll know she painted it into existence.
She can also be foundโor frankly, coming up to greet youโin literally any of the other areas available in Wyver. It's her personality and nature to go anywhere she can reach, and sit with and listen to as many people as she can. Nothing is off limits.]
week two: olympia.
[The second week, when she returns to Olympia to assist in getting things relatively back to normal, her visit is largely more focused. She's only found in one of three places: visiting patients or anyone else at the Sanctuary, sleeping outside of the Sanctuary, or roaming amid the damage.
Most notably, if you're there too, helping clean up, not unlike her sprouting flowers in the sake of it, you might catch sight of her stopping near some of the rubble, and mysteriously a corner of a vendor cart or building or a gap in the path will, just like that!, be restored to new. If you are only able to see the simple wolf, this will come with no explanation, perhaps also, just peculiar coincidence. But, of course, if you're able to her markings, the feathers at her ankles and shoulders that shouldn't be on a wolf, that ever-present glow that never seems to fade, the mirror swirling in fire and hovering over her backโthen it's just as well you'll be able to take note of the deliberate swishing of tail, the ink (yes! can you believe?) dripping off her tail, and the inexplicable way the celestial paint that comes from her appears over these broken parts, then brings them all perfectly back together again.
It is, be aware, only restoration here and there, parts of things to contribute to the whole of the thing being fixed or mended. She is no longer powerful enough to bring a whole building lying in smithereens back to its complete shape. But bit by bit, or wherever someone else seems to be having trouble, she'll try to make it easier, to put herself to whatever little use she can.]
(ending off to say that wildcards are always welcome.)
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She's... really committed to the wolf thing, huh? Ego – and his thoughts again drift to that asshole, despite his best efforts— but Ego had taken the form of a human, had built himself to be a human, but Peter suspects the guy has been more than that – Krylorian. Rajak. Easik. Aakon. Lem.
And more than that, he had taken the shape, but lacked the heart. It was more like he put on an outfit, a costume, enjoyed the little quirks that came with it all, but Peter doubts he would have subjected himself to much more than that.
Her question snaps him out of his brooding, and he nods. ]
Yeah. I was. Apparently not for long, but that doesn't really matter, right?
[ A helpless sort of shrug. ]
Anyway. I went back, but I don't remember any of what I got up to before I woke up again.
you're good!
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A friend of mine, Rocket. He found me not too long after I woke up and, uh, explained that me and him were basically accused of terrorism?
[ Peter frowns with distaste, kicking at a rock in his path. It skitters away into the road, forgotten for now. ]
Which, you know, sounds like total bullshit, but it hasn't exactly made Olympia sound like the most fun place to be, so I haven't bothered poking my head in.
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Rocket? I know him, too! her voice practically lights up inside him with the sensation of sunlight, her joy seeping through it. Into a circle she can't stop herself from she goes, clearly delighted, and then prancing just front paws, still wiggling all over. He's someone important to me as well.
And, it's true. There were a handful of people accused of terrorism. I believe they had some small part, but not to the intention the Olympians thought. They were tricked, as far as I overheard. Of course, matters such as this aren't something I understand well. I can't speak for the others, or even Rocket, but I know he wouldn't have risked exposure to himself in such an extreme way. If you've been his friend all this time, I would imagine it's similar for you.]
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That's an unusual reaction to Rocket, Peter admits, and he's startled by how excited she looks at the namedrop. He smiles too, though, because apparently the little jerk has been making friends beyond his fellow jerks among the Guardians of the Galaxy, and even if things haven't been great between the two of them lately (likely for events that Rocket has long since moved past but are still fresh in Peter's mind), it's gratifying to see the guy branching out.
Good for Rocket.
As for Amaterasu's explanation of the matter, Peter nods along, stowing the information away. Her little conjecture at the end, makes him shrug helplessly. ]
I mean, I'd like to say you're probably right, and that I was, like wrongly accused of the whole thing. I gotta assume that's probably the case? But— it's not like I remember. So who the hell knows?
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Well, she replies, calming down, and turning back in the direction they've been going, though still looking round at him with one paw lifted, There's no sense in staring backwards, and especially if you don't recall the backwards in the first place. So long as you've no harmful intent towards people, I myself won't think of you as a terrorist.
Now, she's trotting lightly along, partially leading this time, mostly encouragement to get him going and will fall back in pace with him shortly.
As she goes, she adds: Good people do bad things some of the time.]
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He follows her lead, moving to catch up to walk side-by-side with her, and looks at her askance at that observation. ]
Even you?
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Even me, comes her answer, after a stalled moment of reflection. Not because she can't admit it, but because she wished it wasn't soโand if only because her mistakes have cost people their lives, or to lose loved ones.]
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That seems a slightly darker topic of conversation – a diversion that he's not entirely sure is welcome – so for now, he switches gears. ]
How do you know Rocket?
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The tree was there, but too little for us to see. Groot, he called it.
She twitches her nose and waves her tail at a passing dog, who does the same, but that's all, as they continue on.
How do you know him?]
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As for her question, Peter decides that "We met while he was trying to kidnap me for a bounty" isn't exactly the most diplomatic way of explaining his first meeting with Rocket, and neither is it particularly flattering for either of them, so Peter just shrugs. ]
We, um, had similar lines of work, so we ended up crossing paths. And we've been working together ever since.
[ Which is the Rated-G version. The PG-13 version involves jail time and a lot of people dying and saving the galaxy, but Peter can wait on that version of events. ]