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- akashi kaoru,
- akiko yosano,
- akira kurusu,
- aqua (kingdom hearts),
- arsene lupin,
- cairngorm,
- caramia,
- clark kent,
- damian wayne,
- dave strider,
- dextera,
- dirk strider,
- eliot durant,
- elizabeth,
- gaku yaotome,
- gandharva,
- ginko,
- goro akechi,
- guren ichinose,
- haru okumura,
- honebami toushirou,
- ignis scientia,
- izuku midoriya,
- john egbert,
- jonathan kent,
- joshua bright,
- josuke higashikata,
- kairi,
- kamui,
- kei nanjo,
- keigo asano,
- koriel xiii,
- kyrie,
- maribelle,
- maya amano,
- michael mell,
- mikleo,
- minato arisato,
- misaki yata,
- mutsunokami yoshiyuki,
- ochako uraraka,
- okuni kumou,
- okuyasu nijimura,
- percy jackson,
- phoenix,
- prompto argentum,
- riku,
- riku nanase,
- rin okumura,
- ryo asuka,
- saruhiko fushimi,
- selina kyle,
- shiho sannomiya,
- sora,
- sorey,
- summer moran,
- tenn kujo,
- tonbokiri,
- zelda
Event Eight.
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The heart's dearest solace will smile on me there. No more from the cottage again will I roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home. | |
Welcome to Awash's eighth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. | |
he Town is quiet this week. No sudden quests on the forum post, no roars of werewolves in the distance... just peaceful, peaceful quiet. Of course, it's
i love it
The strangest part is the weight is all below--no, inside. He's heavy, sinking, with a thousand screams in his ears. The ringing hums with something in his chest.]
You're... wrong...!
[Halfway through Guren's "lesson," he slowly pushes himself back up to a partial stand. The hum is stronger, and he stands straighter. No matter what precautions Bruce has given him for psychics, nothing trumps sleeping in death beside a shard of Chaos, nothing trumps being nurtured by one, being resurrected by one. The relic amplifies energy, and the residue of it starts building a rolling boil against the onslaught from Guren, feeding on Damian's anger. The man gets a mouth full of bared teeth and wild, primal eyes.]
I'm not... afraid of demons... because I'm already a demon! [Guren sheathes the sword and yanks all of the energy away from him. Damian's has nothing to push again anymore, and it pops, staggering him. All of it scatters, rushing up over Guren like the shallows of the ocean tide.]
I don't care what it takes! I'll knock down everything that stands in my way if it means protecting my friends and family! If I have to be a monster so they won't have to, so be it!
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Listen to me. I don't think you should let that determination die. No matter what it takes, hold onto the desire to protect your friends and your family.
[He digs his fingers into his shoulders slightly.]
But your humanity is the last thing you should give away. Don't jump at it. Toe that line if you have to, but never cross it.
[It's not like he's speaking from experience or anything. He releases him after that, standing up straight and looking down at him, concerned.]
That's all I'm trying to say.
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Whew. He hasn't been quite that angry in a long time, and none of it had exactly been directed at Guren. When he lifts his head, his face is pinched, glaring, but that's not directed at Guren either.] Don't be an idiot, Ichinose. [His voice is soft though just as firm and determined.]
I never had any humanity. [He's a bitter little espresso.] My mother made sure of it.
Besides, why should I listen to you? You're not exactly toeing the line. You're standing on the other side of it.
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[That's his quiet response, turning away from Damian and frowning to himself. No, he's frowning pretty pointedly at something— or nothing in particular? It's as if someone is there.]
Your humanity is that desire to help your friends and your family. To keep them safe, no matter what. I don't care how you were born or what sick things your mother did to make you like a weapon. You're still human.
[That's why he wants to say he is, too. He moves forward, and the way he moves his arm almost looks like he's pushing someone out of the way as he heads for the door. Odd.]
Let's get out of here.
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Damian turns halfway to peer at Guren's back, visibly confused and closing his mouth. A cursory assessment is... Guren is hallucinating? Slowly, he glances around the room again, at the statues, the markers. No, something feels... off. The hairs along his arms rise.
And then he
hurriedlycatches up with Guren to get through the door. Some time ago, he shut a similar door on a similar room--a vault full of trophies of all the things he had destroyed with his own two hands.He's not sad to see this one get holed up either. A bit perturbed maybe.]
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But he does speak eventually.]
The rest of this place is just ordinary classrooms, a lab that was used for experimenting on vampires, and the rooftop that gives you a view of what's around us. You can do what you'd like.
[Leave, stay, look around...]
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Upstairs, he glances at the length of what he can of the school from here, and then he glances toward the stairs leading up. For a moment, he stares without saying anything, and then he glances down thoughtfully.]
Guren.
[His face pinches momentarily, and then he quickly lifts his head. Whatever he planned to say, there's no indication what it could be. He just seems as if he's not sure how to say it.] Nevermind.
I'm going on the roof. I don't need you to babysit me.
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Instead, he shrugs, even with his hands pocketed.]
Go ahead. Do whatever you want.
[He needs to deal with Mahiru, anyway, since she apparently won't leave him alone right now, and he doesn't have the heart to make her vanish. So, if Damian wants, he can go right up the stairs and to the roof, where he'll see the well-kept buildings within the wall of the JIDA, and the wreckage of Shibuya around it.
Guren won't follow him up. But he will be sitting on one of the last steps of the stairs.]
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It's a future he's imagined for Gotham a few times. Too many close calls. Too many alternate universes. He had been well on his way to initiating something like this, actually, and perhaps it's this which unnerves him.
Shibuya is how the world was going to look when Ra's and the League of Assassins were finished with it. Are finished with it. Seeing it personally--it rallies him. He'll stop them again and again, even his mother, to make sure the world doesn't look this way. The only thing he can possibly appreciate is maybe the way nature begins to renew as if nothing had been there at all.
His footsteps can be heard coming back down the stairwell after about fifteen minutes. He comes all the way to the bottom step beside Guren, but doesn't sit, just waits.] Finished. [He seems way more settled down now.]
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[Similarly, whatever Guren was so tense about has been pushed back enough that he seems relaxed again when he stands. There's even a small smile on his face as he moves to walk away from the stairs.]
Are you ready to leave?
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Yeah. [He comes off the stairwell and falls in line just behind Guren and to the side. He can keep pace. He's a big kid.] Aren't you going to take something back with you?
That's why you brought me, wasn't it?
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[It was a bonus, really, but he looks up like he's realizing it. Shifting his path just enough to the side, he opens some sort of a side storage room and emerges with... a new uniform jacket!
His keeps getting torn up.]
Okay, done. Let's go.
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Here they go again, the whole way back to out to Ruga.] Are you serious?! My presence here is worth more than a piece of cloth, Ichinose!
You could take something useful back, you know! No one in Chroma cares about your Demon Army, so there's no use trying to impress them with your uniform!
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[It's a jacket not a shirt, and yet he says this. The punk.]
Look, it has pockets.
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Pockets to hold what exactly? All of your emotional garbage? You're going to need more pockets than that jacket will ever have.
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[His response to that, of course, is to try and whack Damian over the back of the head, just enough to smart a little. It's still worth it in the end, because Damian is furious over a jacket and that's hilarious.
But they're out of the school and back on the pathway that will soon deposit them right back on the street in Ruga.]
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He's aware he's standing on thin ice, but this is payback. Just in case, though, he takes off in a run.] Maybe you are older than I thought! You'll be dead within the year you're so old.
[BYE, HE'S RUNNING BACK TO RUGA BEFORE GUREN CAN PUMMEL HIM INTO THE GROUND LIKE DAISY.]
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But alright, he escapes for now, and Guren is left to just click his tongue, running his hand through his hair and sighing to himself.]
All of these kids are such a handful.