[ Being largely bound to his room immediately following his return from Venera is both a blessing and a curse. A blessing because he's no longer forced to tolerate the busy halls of the Citadel and worshipful eyes from servants who still try to cater to his every desire; a curse because it gives him far too much time to brood over everything that had happened in Venera.
Not the entity, though he'd spared some time to try to analyze what information they've gathered as best he could, but the delusions, the daydreams, the memories belonging to both himself and his fellow Kenoma. One in particular returns to his mind over and over again, belonging to a girl whose peppy attitude stands in complete contrast to the heavy loss she's suffered. She'll never have her family to go on outings with again but...maybe he can make sure she feels a little less alone here in Achamoth.
He waits until his hearing has mostly returned before reaching out to her. No doubt they've all needed the time to recover anyway. ]
[ Was it two or three days ago that he talked to Amos, after hunting him down with Misa? He's not sure. So he's not sure if it's been four or five days since he'd received that Communion call from Misa asking for help. ... or maybe it's even been six days? He's not sure.
Turns out it's quite hard keeping track of the passage of them when you sleep like shit at night, and you spend every day in pretty much the same way -- fighting with other guys under the pretense of sparring until absolutely exhausted, then falling asleep for a few fitful hours before watching the evening slip away with nothing happening. Rinse, repeat. Fuck, he's so tired. (Like back then. Like when he'd been trying so hard to go back to being 'normal' six years ago.)
So Gen's admittedly looking a little spaced-out and ragged as he trudges down the corridors of Achamoth, a cigarette that desperately needs ashing hanging from his lips and hair still a little damp from just getting out of the shower. He'll smoke on the balcony for a while before getting some sleep, he figures. Maybe a little sun will make him sleepier, so he'll rest better.
He almost misses it when Misa passes by him in the hallway, going the opposite direction. ]
-- hey.
[ His footsteps halt so suddenly there's the slight squeak of bootsoles against the flooring, and Gen jerks to a halt abruptly enough that a spot of ash drips from his cigarette to smear against the front of his shirt. He doesn't care. It was mostly a half-conscious, knee-jerk reaction that had led him to actually call out to Misa, made obvious in the way he hesitates for a moment afterward. But Gen does ultimately follow it up with a quiet deadpan: ]
... did you talk it out with him like you wanted to? With Amos.
Shortly after the events of the recent TDM, Misa will be presented a long case made of dark, polish wood by their retainer. They will be told that it is from the Regent and that it is to be handled with the utmost discretion. Within the box is a void-black crystal spear that is about three feet in length.
Along with that is a note, dictated from the Regent themself. It will warn them against touching the crystal with bare skin, first and foremost, and then go on to make a peculiar request: they are to stake it into the earth at a particular coordinate in Achamoth, with its point angled towards the center of the city. This coordinate will be marked on a map that is included with the letter, and is in the north-most sector of the city.
They are not to speak of this to their fellow Kenoma. The stake must be planted at the very start of the 8th of Firaseri. If your character would do anything other than plant the spear as asked and keep quiet about it, please let us know!
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voice; like a few days after they all get back from venera
Not the entity, though he'd spared some time to try to analyze what information they've gathered as best he could, but the delusions, the daydreams, the memories belonging to both himself and his fellow Kenoma. One in particular returns to his mind over and over again, belonging to a girl whose peppy attitude stands in complete contrast to the heavy loss she's suffered. She'll never have her family to go on outings with again but...maybe he can make sure she feels a little less alone here in Achamoth.
He waits until his hearing has mostly returned before reaching out to her. No doubt they've all needed the time to recover anyway. ]
Misa. Are you busy?
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action ; a few days after all kenoma report back in from venera
Turns out it's quite hard keeping track of the passage of them when you sleep like shit at night, and you spend every day in pretty much the same way -- fighting with other guys under the pretense of sparring until absolutely exhausted, then falling asleep for a few fitful hours before watching the evening slip away with nothing happening. Rinse, repeat. Fuck, he's so tired. (Like back then. Like when he'd been trying so hard to go back to being 'normal' six years ago.)
So Gen's admittedly looking a little spaced-out and ragged as he trudges down the corridors of Achamoth, a cigarette that desperately needs ashing hanging from his lips and hair still a little damp from just getting out of the shower. He'll smoke on the balcony for a while before getting some sleep, he figures. Maybe a little sun will make him sleepier, so he'll rest better.
He almost misses it when Misa passes by him in the hallway, going the opposite direction. ]
-- hey.
[ His footsteps halt so suddenly there's the slight squeak of bootsoles against the flooring, and Gen jerks to a halt abruptly enough that a spot of ash drips from his cigarette to smear against the front of his shirt. He doesn't care. It was mostly a half-conscious, knee-jerk reaction that had led him to actually call out to Misa, made obvious in the way he hesitates for a moment afterward. But Gen does ultimately follow it up with a quiet deadpan: ]
... did you talk it out with him like you wanted to? With Amos.
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slides this in for sometime early firaseri
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MISSION FROM THE REGENT
Along with that is a note, dictated from the Regent themself. It will warn them against touching the crystal with bare skin, first and foremost, and then go on to make a peculiar request: they are to stake it into the earth at a particular coordinate in Achamoth, with its point angled towards the center of the city. This coordinate will be marked on a map that is included with the letter, and is in the north-most sector of the city.
They are not to speak of this to their fellow Kenoma. The stake must be planted at the very start of the 8th of Firaseri. If your character would do anything other than plant the spear as asked and keep quiet about it, please let us know!
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