(open) november catch all

[tosa]

WHO: November Catch-all!
WHERE: Out and around
WHEN: Through out November
WHAT: Snowball fights, getting sick, making people sick

1. (Quest 32)

(It starts off with a sneeze.

It's not that he's never been sick before because he has but he's only had this human body for a few years and he's only been sick so many times. It takes him a moment to realize that his sneezing fits, the case of the sniffles, the aches and pains, the soreness in his throat, and the general grogginess are more than just him not sleeping well or adjusting to the clear changing of the seasons. Once the fever and the chills kick in, he understands what's happening.

Except... he doesn't really know what to do from here on out. He needs to rest. He knows that much. And staying hydrated and making sure to eat is important too! But it's so hard to do those things for yourself. Back home, he'd have people taking care of him! Who's going to take care of him here? He doesn't want to be a bother.

Huddling up in his home, he tries to keep warm because as high as his fever is getting, he can't help but feel cold. Where did this come from so quickly? He's never gotten sick like this so fast! Is this... what it feels like to die?)

2. (Quest 32)

(The quest sounds easy enough and once he hears about it, it doesn't take him long to immediately think of someone! Or rather, a few people. Which means a few people are definitely about to get sick.

Luckily, he has an idea of what to do for them. If he knew why they were sick, he'd hurry with his decision but as it is, he's just trying to time it right. But the right time doesn't seem to be coming because-- )

Hey, are you alright? (He frowns,) Ya don't look good...

(Maybe you look tired or a little pale.)

3. Snow day

(It's the first snow of the year which means Mutsunokami has to have some fun. Taking to the snow, he's quick to start something out here.)

Hey--!

(Watch out! Because that sure is a snowball hitting you. Where? The back of your head, your face, your back, or maybe it missed you entirely. Or maybe he's taken a softer approach and instead, has dropped a nice pile of fresh snow on top of your head instead. Regardless, he looks pretty proud of himself right now.

p l a y w i t h h i m.)

4. Wildcard

(Choose your own adventure! We can wing it or you can hit me up to plot via PM or plurk eski.)

Comments

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[troubadamsel]

[Why. Why do you have a death wish.

She s-l-o-w-l-y turns her head toward him, murder in her eyes.]

Did you do that?

[tosa]

( He came here to have a good time and thought he was just having fun but now he just feels.... cold. It's a cold that goes beyond the feel of the weather and he can feel shiver go down his spine.

He made a mistake. )

... Do what?

( He's the only one around, though. He's not a good liar when he's put on the spot like this! )

[troubadamsel]

I'm sorry, I must have misheard you.

CLEARLY what you were trying to say was, "I'm ever so sorry, Maribelle, and I'll never do that again"! Right?

[RIIIIIIGHT???]

[tosa]

Aw, c'mon!

( He collapses like a souffle, )

Ya've never had fun in the snow before?!

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[organfarm]

[ He's freshly come back to his senses after his little adventure losing most of his color, and Jion's grateful to be back to normal. He watches his breath fog up as he walks around near the well, admiring the snow. Sure, it's kind of cold, but the air feels fresh, it's really pretty out, the crunch of snow underfoot is calming and --

a huge load of snow drops on him from out of nowhere.

Jion stumbles forward with a startled yelp, whirling around to look at Mutsu with snow still falling from his hair. ] -- wh -- what was that for?!

[ He's not even indignant or mad, just startled. There's snow in his turtleneck now and it's cold. ]

[tosa]

( It's obvious he was the one who dropped the snow considering his front is covered with loose snow. he grins at Jion, )

What's it look like? Having some fun, of course!

[organfarm]

It feels kinda like cheating to just dump snow on people without warning them first ...

[ He huffs a little before shaking his head, trying to get the snow out of his hair. And then he crouches down, gingerly scooping up some snow to make a snowball himself. Despite what he says, he’s totally up for this snowball fight, let’s do dis. ]

[tosa]

Should've been paying attention, then!

( He's getting another snowball ready to go. )

Gonna stand back and take it like that?

3!

[noholdsbard]

[ Tristan immediately turns around at the voice, taking that snowball to the face without a flinch. ]

Oh. [ He can’t help a chuckle as the remains of that snowball slide stoically off of his face. ]

Well met, Mutsunokami. I did not know that you were fond of playing in the snow. [ It really makes a guy nostalgic, especially considering that his home base is somewhere in Antarctica—or whichever piece of Antarctica managed to float away in that endless void at the edge of space and time.

Or something. ]

[tosa]

( He laughs! He wasn't expecting to get a face shot but he lets out a short and proud, "Hah!" Until he realizes.... Tristan isn't smiling? In fact, he looks exactly the same. What a cool guy.... )

Yeah? Well... it's the first snow! ( Coming over to see if... he's really just going to stand there and take it? ) The seasons're changing and all that.

[noholdsbard]

[ He…really is, because what is he even supposed to do?? Play? ]

Is it a custom of the Orient, then? I don’t believe that I am familiar with it.

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[osuni]

[Okuni normally stays out as long as possible in Chroma, but the colder weather lately makes her less keen on spending all her time outdoors. That and there aren't as many people walking around for her to conveniently harass either, so Okuni returns home earlier than usual. The wind blows a little too strongly for her liking as she shuts the door behind her, moving to unwind her thick hair she wrapped around herself for warmth.

What to do now...

Okuni immediately heads to Mutsu's room to see if he's in. If she has to stay home, then she can at least bother Mutsu for fun!!]

Mutsu! You're not sleeping, are you? [She makes a beeline straight towards him, then flops down in front of the tsukumogami.] Have you been inside the whole day today?

[tosa]

( It's not like Mutsunokami to spend so much time in doors. He's an active spirit that likes to run around but right now, he just can't be bothered. He's not one to wallow in his pity though so when Okuni comes to bother him, he'll roll over in his bed, pulling the covers over him just a little more because the bed is so much colder on this side. )

What abou-- ( And he sneezes. ) --t it?

[osuni]

[Mutsu staying in bed was suspicious enough, but that sneeze settles it!!]

It's just strange to see. You're not normally this lazy. Are you not feeling well?

[If tsukumogami can sleep and eat and get hurt, then it made sense that they'd get sick too. Still, seeing Mutsu in any condition that isn't his usual gung-ho self is surprising... Okuni grabs a corner of his blanket and tries to pry it off him to see his face better.]

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[pyrafect]

[ What... was....

Ah, a snowball. It partly melts off her shoulder, and the rest slides off to a wet slop onto the snow that's also melting beneath her feet.

Oh, right. She remembers this. But it has been a while. And she also remembers losing quite a bit because she can't exactly hold a snowball for long. Although if it's one thing she doesn't back down from, it's a bit of friendly competition. She looks to her side, following the path of where the snowball had fallen until her eyes rest on him. ] A surprise attack? [ She responds, her tone playful. ]

Well, then. Don't expect me to play fair in return. [ Leaning down, she gathers up a bit of snow, quickly forming it into a ball before THROWING IT AT HIS FACE!! Take that! ]

[tosa]

Yeah, yeah!

( Yes! It's always good when someone just rolls with it and has fun. Some people in this town can be so stuffy. Oh, but he wasn't expecting her to react so quickly and he sure does take a face full of snow. )

Then ya can't expect me to hold back either!

( And he's just going to gather up some snow in his hands, barely making a snowball, and tossing it right back! But wait, in the midst of his attack he's.... also running? )

[pyrafect]

[ Running away?? Well she will run, too! She manages to dodge the one he throws back at her, but...

Pyra's at a heavy disadvantage because whenever she picks up the snow to form into a snowball, it may quickly melt unless she launches it right then and there. Which means he might get a few extra rounds in against her before she can be prepared to toss her next one. Each shot has to count! ]

You won't get away! You... snow-fiend!

[ And she'll be tossing the one she's made, aiming for a shot in the chest. ]

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[glaciers]

[Shouto was absolutely not paying attention so when the pile of snow drops on his head he just shivers unhappily, glaring daggers at Mutsu.]

What?

[tosa]

( What are daggers when you're a sword? )

C'mon, it's snowing.

( He says it like that should explain everything. Shouto's a kid! So he should definitely get it. Except... man, this kid sure doesn't look too happy? )

... You're the serious type, huh?

[glaciers]

[Tantou. Probably.]

That doesn't mean you're supposed to dump snow on people.

[He doesn't seem cold though.]

1 BECAUSE!!!

[nascere]

[ sorry, moots.

Noctis has been busy making a gift for him, and because there's no place anyone can buy things here, he's decided to do something special, which means that Noctis has actually spent the better part of the day making a pair of wool gloves for him. It's clumsy and actually kind of a little ugly, but Noctis has done his best!!!

So he's coming up and knocking on Mutsu's door. ]

Mutsu?

[tosa]

( He'd gotten sick so quickly, he's absolutely reeling. It's like the fever and chills came out of no where and it just keeps getting worse. Bundled up in a blanket, he'll shuffle over towards the door and open it, peeking out threw the crack and-- )

Mmm?

( Oh, it's Noctis and he'll open the door just a little more, opening his mouth to greet him and--

and....

And....

Achoo. )

1+2= two ill swords (Nov. 5)

[youwillbeunequaled]

[After the success of giving his gift of appreciation to his two friends, Tonbokiri naturally turned his mind to his two closest comrades in this place.

Unfortunately, Tonbokiri woke feeling just... rotten. The mere thought of food made his stomach clench unpleasantly, his head felt like it was stuffed with cotton, and his limbs were tingling with aches as if he were taking blows from tiny invisible foes. (Not entirely incorrect, that last one.)

He has seen a few of the other swords get sick, so he has some idea what is happening. But-! He is a resilient spear!
He- will- not- let- this- stop- him!

It is very late in the morning by the time Tonbokiri makes his slow way to Mutsunokami's door, a small bundle wrapped in monochrome cloth in hand. Taking a deep breath, he knocks with careful purpose. He will not let his weakness show.

And then, thinking of this illness that seems to be going around, Tonbokiri will wait for a while, but if there is no answer he'll try the door to at least take a look and call inside.]

[tosa]

( Likewise, Mutsu woke up feeling sick like a dog. His whole head is fuzzy and his ears (and honestly, his whole face) feels stuffed up. There's a taste in his mouth he can't get rid of and he makes his way to the door, dragging his feet and opening it slowly. Peeking out from the crack in the door, he's wrapped in a blanket and looks like he's just woken up.

It's obvious he's feeling pretty low energy and he's been sick at the citadel before so it's not like it's a mystery about what's wrong with him. )

Tonbokiri...!

( He'll at least try to cheer up some, opening the door more and showing him inside. With the door fully open, it's obvious that he's all bundled up in his scarf and haori to keep warm. The apartment itself is a little warmer thanks to a small fire going in the main room. )

I didn't know you were coming. ( A beat, a squint, ) Did I forget?

[youwillbeunequaled]

[Tonbokiri hurries to step inside at the silent invitation, not wanting any of the warm air to get out. He's been deeply thankful for the overcoat that'd appeared some time ago, himself. It's being put to good use.

He shakes his head apologetically at the question as he props his spear by the door. And instantly regrets that sudden movement, as an ache blooms from his neck to his temples. Both his tone and smile are wan as he replies,]

No, this visit was not planned. My apologies for suddenly imposing upon you. [He pauses, looking Mutsunokami over carefully. He is still cheerful, but...] This cold snap has certainly been difficult. Have you been doing all right?

[Perhaps the cold is slowing him down a little? Tonbokiri can understand that feeling well.]