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- akira fudo,
- akira kurusu,
- alexa hase,
- all might,
- astrid hofferson,
- choubee aza,
- connor,
- dave strider,
- denki kaminari,
- gaelio bauduin,
- ignis scientia,
- izuku midoriya,
- jade harley,
- john egbert,
- keigo asano,
- kisa sohma,
- link,
- lottie person,
- luxanna crownguard,
- maya amano,
- mcgillis fareed,
- michael mell,
- miki kuroda,
- minato arisato,
- nadia van dyne,
- nero claudius,
- nico di angelo,
- okuni kumou,
- okuyasu nijimura,
- percy jackson,
- phosphophyllite,
- prompto argentum,
- pyra,
- rebakah cooper,
- reim lunettes,
- rose lalonde,
- ryo asuka,
- ryoji mochizuki,
- sans,
- summer moran,
- tristan (archer),
- tsumugi aoba,
- valvatorez,
- vriska serket,
- wei wuxian,
- yu narukami
Event Thirteen.
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The cracks of paint and varnish on the brow; Soon to distrust all impulses of flesh That strews its sawdust on the chamber floor, While at the window peer two crones Who once were Juliet and Jessica. | |
Welcome to Awash's thirteenth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. Please keep in mind that while this is a general event log, it is also an intro log; be sure to pay plenty of attention to our newcomers! | |
t's a regular morning here in the Town. The sun isn't shining at all, snow is falling like crazy, and...there may be the sounds of shouts coming from the well, thoroughly muffled.
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Chroma?
[ Veiled Woman help her, she's never heard of this place. Is it Ionian? It kind of sounds Ionian. But how did she end up all the way over there?! Did she fall through the center of the world? Maybe that was why she was underground, and the season is wrong and—mumble mumble mumble.
At least he gets her to smile, even if it is very tense looking. ]
I have no idea where that is...
[ This is what she gets for leaving her map in her saddlebag! Ohhhh boy is she suddenly Very Stressed. Also please don't say "right in front of you," sir, or she might be tempted to push you back into the well. ]
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[ That might be the least comforting answer he could give, but there's very little Ryoji can say to assure her otherwise. He doesn't know where this place is on any map, but as far as he knows, this isn't Earth, which is basically the only planet he's watched over before. ]
I'm afraid many things about this town are things people do not know. But that's not something that can be solved by just standing around, so why don't we deliberate over that later, and get you indoors and find you some dry clothes first?
[ Being freezing is a problem that they can solve, and that's more than endlessly speculating about the town. ]
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It isn't comforting at all, especially coming from someone who professes that he's been here before. But Lux knows this tactic, it's one that she's employed herself in times of uncertainty. Redirecting her attention to problem they can solve, something to focus her nervous energy on. She's appreciative of that, even if she won't say it outright. ]
We should find something for you as well. I can't imagine you're much better off yourself.
[ She'll follow him without question, of course, but it would be gauche to not worry about his well-being too. ]
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[ It's not just the darkness; he's used to the cold too. But that's only because his only real experience with the world at large was Iwatodai during the winter. He has as much experience with warmer weather as he does trying to dry his clothes, wringing some of the water out of his scarf before fluffing it out in the air... but it can't possibly dry with that little effort.
Oh well, doesn't matter. ]
There was a cute boutique just down the way, if I recall. Let's hope it hasn't already been ransacked.
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[ Hahahaha. Oh Lux, if only you knew. But even if she did, she would probably still fuss over him regardless. It's her way—worry about others before herself. She watches him wring out his scarf with a worried smile, one that stretches a bit when he mentions ransacking so nonchalantly.
That. Hmm. Nope, she's not going to touch that one right now. Besides, he had her at "cute boutique", so there's no going back now. He's unknowingly appealed to her need to be fashionable. ]
I think I would be happy with anything that's warm and dry. [ Mostly true. ] I'll follow you then, ah... [ A beat, as she tilts her head. ] I'm not sure I caught your name. I'm Lux. Lux Crownguard.
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Ryoji Mochizuki. It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance~ And it'd be a shame to lose it, so why don't you hold onto my hand? The roads seem to be slippery with ice, and I'd like to do better on my promise not to let either of us fall.
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Ah, that really isn't necessary...
[ Lux would prefer not to hold his or anyone's hand longer than necessary. It's nothing against him. ]
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[ He had spent so long only existing as a concept to people, so it's a very special feeling, getting to touch something warm and solid and alive. Let him have this, at least for a little while, Lux. ]
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You make it difficult to say no when you put it like that.
[ She isn't pulling her hand back. ]
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[ There are a lot of people who aren't used to that, Ryoji's learned, openness and earnest and freely sharing his intention, but he finds that it comes easy, as shame and embarrassment was not one of the human qualities he had picked up from Minato. So he's glad, easily and simply, giving Lux's hand a light squeeze to make up for its temperature, and leads her off to where he last remembers some of the run down stores to be. ]
The same can be said for words and thought... So you don't have to hold back against me, alright?
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[ Is that her definition of not holding back? No, but she assumes Ryoji is expecting to hear something from her. But even with full permission, it feels awkward to be so open with anyone. Lux isn't used to it, so this will have to do.
She doesn't return his squeeze, but he might notice how warm her hand is—almost unnaturally so. ]
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I'd love to hear more about everybody you knew back home. But first- [ Without letting go of her hand or stopping his walk, he turns to Lux and reaches out with his other hand to brush back her bangs and press the back of his hand to her forehead. ]
Hot... Do you feel ill? We should hurry along; being outside for too long with wet clothes can't be good for you.
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Lux doesn't get a chance to elaborate. The moment he brings his hand up to her forehead, she seizes up. She stops, legs getting tangled as he continues to walk, and she stumbles with him for a few steps. ]
Sorry I— [ Think of something! ] It's probably because your hands are cold. I feel fine, really! Don't worry about me!
[ It isn't a lie, she naturally runs warmer than most, something he can probably notice when he touches her forehead. But the reason for that... is something she would like to avoid discussing, especially after his reaction down in the well. ]
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Silly, of course I'm going to worry. That much is natural.
[ But he lets his hand drop and instead presses his shoulder up against hers- not that it's any better in terms of warmth in her case, just his. ]
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But instead, he's giving her space. Even if he's still close, his shoulder pressed against hers, it's a small gesture that speaks volumes. She doesn't pull away this time, even if it's clear that she's not used to that kind of closeness. ]
...My body has always been a little warmer than normal. I'm sorry if I alarmed you.
[ He deserves an explanation. Maybe that will ease his mind. ]
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It's alright. You're a warm person, inside and out, and that's something wonderful you should never have to apologize for.
[ He could tell, from how she never pressed him for flying or disappearing or having cold hands, from how she promised to keep him safe and how she made to catch him when he'd fallen. Slowly, he lifts their held hands to hang in front of their faces, just for a moment, before letting them swing back down, back and forth with the momentum of the drop. ]
In contrast, I've always run a little cooler than usual. [ Colder. Stiller. If he weren't constantly chattering, one might notice his chest doesn't rise and fall with breath as often as it's supposed to either. Nobody pays that much attention to any of that but himself, though, and back when he didn't realize why he was that way, he'd turned his thoughts away and forced himself to stop worrying over it. ] But it's not something that bothers me anymore; I can feel the warmth that much more this way.
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So it's such a quietly powerful thing for Ryoji to not only accept her vague explanation without question, but to accept her without question as well. For a moment she's at a loss for words, watching their hands rise and fall, keenly aware of the feeling his (colder) hand wrapped around hers. Lux doesn't look at him, but as their arms swing, her thumb gently presses against his. Thank you. ]
Then I suppose it's a good thing that I found you when I did. [ The understated smile on her face isn't one she wears often. It's a far cry from the usual light she puts out into the world, but it's so naturally warm that she practically glows. She may not know where she is, or what to do... but maybe that's a good thing. This might turn out to be exactly where she needs to be. ] Even if it doesn't bother you, someone needs to make sure that you don't freeze out here.
[ She did say that she would make sure nothing bad would happened to him, after all. ]
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You're right. Being together with you like this, I feel like the luckiest guy in the world.
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I wouldn't go that far. Besides, isn't it a little soon to be making that kind of a judgment call?