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[swordfucker]

Who: Guren & Anyone
Where: Around town
When: 10/6-10/10
What: Guren has lost some color (and some emotion with it)! It's kind of a "come bug me" log I'm sorry
Warnings: None? I'll edit if necessary.

[He comes back together with Izuku and All Might, and once they part ways, there's a surprising lack of worry in his mind. He's distantly aware that he should get inside, hide out somewhere and reassure people with his laptop that he's fine. But there's no sinking feeling in his gut, no real interest behind the actions. It's all strangely similar, though he can't quite center in on why.

Anyway, there are people in his house, too. Yuu, in his room. The others throughout the house made for three people and housing five. There's Dextera, who'd likely look for him even if he assured him over text that he was fine, and he doesn't have the time to stay at home and hide out, with all that he has to do, either.

So, he heads to the usual places, does his usual things, and doesn't look all that bothered. It might be hard to tell that he's colorless until you take a second glance, since his uniform is largely black, but it's clear if you're facing him directly. His eyes have lost color completely, his skin is pale in a way that's almost sickly, the red has drained from the accents on his uniform, and even the red of his sword has drained away. These all slowly come back over time, so the earlier the date, the more noticeable it is.]

What are you looking at? [Calm, bored really, he doesn't even have the usual annoyance on his expression as he glances over from what he's doing. Walking home, just leaving his hidden apothecary, training near the edge of the forest the next few days, gathering fruits and vegetables from the gardens or bringing back anything he can plant. He's just kind of... there.]

(OOC: And obviously feel free to wildcard me even more than this prompt already is and find him anywhere or work out a specific scenario with me!!)

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10/6

[theshowsover]

[Akira's in the kitchen when he comes home, putting together what food that have into something of a dinner. He knew Guren had gone somewhere, but not where, so at first he isn't all that worried.]

Welcome ba-

[And then he sees what Guren looks like, and stops, narrowing his eyes.]

What happened?

[swordfucker]

I went too far into the forest.

[Casually, he says that while jabbing his thumb over his shoulder to reference which way he came from. Easy, simple! More importantly, he's stepping over to peer at that food.]

Is this dinner?

[theshowsover]

[That was... way too casual. Even for Guren. But the fact that it was the forest doesn't really surprise Akira.]

...It is.

[Not much of anything: some stew he managed to put together with some of the weird deer meat, and some fruits and veggies from the garden. But it's enough.]

Was it the mirrors or the demons? Or something else this time?

10/6

[glaciers]

[Oh. So it wasn't just Izuku, was it? It's clear that he can't let Izuku go off with Guren and All Might- what happened? Did they all urge each other into something stupid?

Probably.]

You. You're colorless. What happened in the forest?

[swordfucker]

Nothing.

[It's not exactly a lie, considering they ran into shit-all. He stops walking so he can face Shouto, at least.]

When we got too far, it felt like we were being crushed. We turned back.

[glaciers]

You're colorless.

[He doesn't feel like that's really nothing, all things considered.]

Did you stay while you were being crushed?

10/7

[bisection]

[ Sinistra's only path the past week or so has been him walking back and forth from the library with a few divergent trips to see his brother. He doesn't keep tabs on anyone else and lets people come to him if they need him.

Guren always makes it perfectly clear that he can take care of himself and, after all the lecturing he's had so far, Sinistra has decided to hold him to it. He's fine. He can handle anything, right?

So, on his way back, the Guren that looks like a hazy memory coming back into view is not one he bares concern for. He just gives him a stern look. ]

You look off. That's all.

[swordfucker]

[Oh, Sinistra. It's enough that Guren stops once he's close enough, considering that comment with a glance down at a faded hand. He doesn't even wear his gloves anymore, they got so ruined months ago.]

Some of my color drained away. It'll probably come back in time.

[bisection]

[ his color drained? So the color effects could hinder humans too? ]

What happens? When your color drains, what happens to you?

10/6

[passio]

[ guren had to know that dextera would come over as soon as he failed to answer dextera’s questions. he’s usually efficient like that, after all, even when he’s falling apart—for him to just stop replying, no matter how “safe” he says he is, means that something is wrong.

he does check his sun pendant, but it’s still fine, which is a relief. it’s not enough of a relief to make him stay home.

so it’s off to guren’s house he goes, as soon as possible, and by now he’s comfortable enough with the people who live there that he actually does just let himself in. ]

[swordfucker]

[Uh oh, he's in trouble.

Normally, he'd care more about this. Logically, he knows he should. From memory, he knows he should. But the emotions themselves aren't there, and that makes it a lot more difficult to consider his own actions.

Dextera will find him in his room, like always. His roommates are there to help direct him, if he doesn't know to go there automatically, probably. But he's crouched in front of his bookshelf, back to the door, rearranging a couple of items on it.

He's not turning to face him on purpose. He can tell from the footsteps who it is.]

You shouldn't have come over.

[passio]

…

[ dextera can’t quite tell yet, from this angle. he can’t see that guren has lost so much color, when his hair and uniform are both black in their most natural state.

when guren tells him off like that, not a threat but almost like it could be, his frown deepens. he crosses the room, tapping guren on the shoulder because he can’t say anything if guren won’t look at him. ]

10/06

[queenofminiskirts]

[She didn't immediately notice the lack of colour on his uniform when she saw him from behind but she paused instead of running over to greet him. Call it an esper's sixth sense or female intuition or whatever but something made her feel uneasy.

When he turns around she openly frowns.]

Guren-san...you-- [And she's coming closer becauase...yeah that's...definitely not normal.] Your colour is gone.

[swordfucker]

Not completely.

[He's going to correct this every time, as if it helps that his eyes have completely faded and his skin looks almost sickly. He stops, at least, hand on his hip as he looks at her.]

It'll come back, probably.

[queenofminiskirts]

The fact that any of it is gone is the problem!

[It probably would but...]

What happened?

lets go 10/9

[withwisdom]

[ as the camp date approaches closer, zelda is finalizing some of the plans for the organizing. she scouted out an area of the forest that would be good to use as their base - not too close to town, but not far away to be dangerous - and checked around the area for signs of wildlife they could hunt. footprints, food sources, all basic things taught to her by a knight who hated lodging in town. a path down the way led her to a good location to set-up the course and make sure it's large enough for everything. it's easy enough to do this on her own and she'll be spared guren's typical attitude by going off alone.

once she punched out all the details though she does contact him via the computer to meet her in the town hall to go over it. it won't take too long and she's of course there early, because that's just how she is in general. it gives her time to amend her notes on paper. ]

[swordfucker]

[Guren has nearly returned to normal by now, so at least there's that. He wonders if Zelda would even notice. His eyes are the worst part, still mostly gray with hardly a shade of purple left in them, but his skin looks much less sickly, now just a little ashy on top of it all.

He's feeling a little more, too. So, he decides to head there after all. He's not as late as last time, but he does come in a little after the meeting time. Holding himself confidently, looking towards Zelda but careful not to hold her gaze for too long, just in case she notices.]

Alright, let's get to it. What do you have?

10/7 probably

[averagemedium]

[He's also just sort of out and around when he catches Guren near the gardens, steps speeding up to catch up with him-- it's been a quiet enough day, he doesn't mind taking a little time to bug a familiar face.]

Hey--

[-except from close enough, there's definitely something wrong. Ryan frowns, looking him over, before:]

Geez, you look like someone slapped a photo filter on you, what happened?

[swordfucker]

[Guren only stands because he's done taking what he needs and replacing what he could. He glances over to Ryan, and it's not just that his eyes are gray— they look kind of empty, compared to normal. There's no scowl, no smirk, no nothing...?]

I went too far into the forest. It started to drain color from me and the ones I went with.

[Simple facts...]

10/6

[dualtone]

... what happened to you?

[ Fushimi doesn't blurt it, exactly -- he says it carefully, because this feels like the sort of situation in which he should be a little more careful than usual. There's also a hint of concern in his voice, which is something he isn't really familiar enough with feeling to properly disguise it.

He knows -- people lose colors, sometimes, bad things happen in this place, but he doesn't... know why it would happen to Guren.

He sure hopes it doesn't have to do with that demon stuff! ]

[swordfucker]

[He's not far off with the demon stuff, considering how he can get sometimes. But his demon is a lot smarter than this. This isn't like him. He's staring at Fushimi like he might as well be looking through him.]

I went too far into the forest. There's a point where the monsters stop and the atmosphere comes at you, instead. At least we were able to discover that much.

[parodeity]

I'm tryin' to figure out if you got vampire-turned or if you, like, ran into a forest trap.

[ dave remembers vividly how henry lost his color in that game of chance against their shadows, back when henry was still there. it had been a little terrifying to see the color drain out of him, and with it the emotions.

did guren play a game of chance with his shadow? dave doesn't know for sure, but he assumes it's probably some sort of chroma magic. at least he knows henry got better, but still...

he's found guren in the gardens, because dave hangs out there a fair amount. ]

[swordfucker]

If I was a vampire, I'd have fangs.

[In any other scenario, that might have just enough feeling behind it to come across as dry humor. Today, though, it's too flat. Completely flat. And Guren doesn't have any real expression as he looks to Dave.]

Not a trap, either. I managed to go too far with Izuku and All Might with that protective stone. It started to feel like we were getting crushed, and our color began to drain quickly.

10/7

[doublecrowss]

[ Akechi is out on his weekly supply run when he spots Guren by the garden, and at first he only spares him a bow of his head and a smile as a passing greeting. Upon closer inspection, though, there's something decidedly off about him, and just a moment later--

Ah. Akechi has definitely seen that before; it has happened to himself, after all. ]

Guren-san? [ He calls as he approaches Guren, just a little cautious. ] You've been to the forest, haven't you?

[swordfucker]

Yeah. You recognize it?

[Guren understands immediately why Akechi would call out to him like this, but he can't manage any of the feelings that would normally come along with it. No guilt, no sorrow, no anger at himself. It's all blank as he slides his gaze over.]

I didn't lose this in any meeting with demons or monsters, though. I just went too far. I guess there's a limit.