open post (may 2018)

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in the cover of the night Since the last one was so popular, here's a brand-new open post for all of you to post characters, mingle, and tag each other! Seriously, post whatever you want. Empty toplevels? Open starters? Starters closed to specific people? It's all good — just enjoy! If you feel like you need a couple of prompts to get started, though, consider any one (or a combination) of the following: FITS: EVERYONE. No matter who you are or where you are or what you're doing, your clothes have suddenly — poof! — transformed into the Gold Saucer bunny uniform! Because now EVERYONE can wear it... EVERYONE. PLEASE USE THE AUTO-TRANSLATE FUNCTION. You have the sudden urge to shout a phrase from the auto-translate dictionary at the nearest person! This can be a whole phrase or any combination of phrases. What are you going to yell? "We're chewing the fat"? "I seem to have misplaced my keyboard"? "Miqo'te" "rear"?! THE CURSED SWORD. A shifty merchant sold you a remarkably beautiful Far Eastern katana for an absolute pittance — with just one catch: now that it's been in your possession for a few bells, the sword keeps whispering in your mind, telling you to kill... kill... find stronger prey... hunt... The katana cannot be destroyed or abandoned; it is impervious to assault and any attempt to leave it by the wayside will simply find it in your belongings once more. Will your character succumb to its mystical influence? Find a new owner for it? Try to exorcise the evil spirit lurking within? As always, tag out and have fun!

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[viarault]

...I don't drink.

[so viarault says, by way of explaining alfeoux's lack of company at bars. for a healer, he seems rather physically imposing, though there is a gentleness to his features, and though they don't exactly have shared features between them, the similarities in their snow-white coloring make it seem as though he might be alfeoux's older brother.

of course, he is no such thing.]

...Good to meet you, Sayano. It is my pleasure to make your acquaintance — I am Viarault Elemier, and I shall endeavor to keep us all alive this day.

[he tilts his head, glancing at her weapons and armor.]

Are you quite prepared? I believe the Padjals have decreed that we must all use aetherpool arms and armor, but I fear I've no experience with their magics...

[gakunin]

[She'd been caught out of her favorite outfit, that's reason enough to take it to heart at all. She clasps her hands delightedly when Viarault introduces himself as team healer (in a way that suggests most of the people she spends her time with are Miqo'te).]

Oh, that's perfect! With Alfeoux's carbuncles too, we can be prepared for anything! Don't worry about the outfitting, it's much simpler than it sounds, really! The aetherpool armor just...um. You know, I don't know how, but it's more like a veil that drapes over what you're already wearing? Or something like that...? I never asked. But at least you won't be distracted by a shirt collar made of pure light in your peripheral vision - you'll understand when you see the weapons. Come, let's collect one for you, Viarault!

[With a joyful little pump of her fist, she runs off towards the expedition captain to get their things for them, ducking and weaving her way into the crowd of assembled adventurers. Her weapons are hidden at the moment, but the glint of daggers beneath her long coat is visible briefly when she turns from them.

She doesn't intend to shrug off Alfeoux's scowling, she's just surfing a wave of pure excitement and is foregoing quite a bit of things she maybe shouldn't in the process. Typical for her, really.]

TWELVE YEARS LATER

[viarault]

[viarault has enough grace to fake a smile as he follows sayano's exuberant steps toward the expedition captain, whose simple incantation blesses them all with appropriate armor and weaponry. with a few preliminary words of warning from the padjals and their appointed hearers, the group of adventurers arrive at the entrance to the palace of the dead soon enough. with appropriate dignity, viarault leads the way toward the portal that will take them deeper into the labyrinth — but he stops before he takes them all inside.]

A close-range fighter, a spellcaster, and a healer... I suppose we are as evenly balanced as we can expect. It would be better to have another companion with more armor between the three of us, but I've healed worse. Shall we?

[alfeoux]

[alfeoux, of course, is as close as he can get to happy about the fact that he doesn't have to re-coordinate his outfit for the day. he is, however, not happy about the fact that his abilities will be severely curtailed in the first floors of the palace.]

I ask you, Viarault: what's the point of learning a half-dozen forbidden spells if you can't use them?

[so he grumbles, but after adjusting a lock of his hair, he rolls his eyes in resignation.]

I'm ready, as are my carbuncles. And you, my lady Sayano?

[gakunin]

Oh, you'll get them back! And your topaz one will be able to help protect us! I don't doubt you've had to rely on it when the person with the heaviest armor wasn't skilled enough to make it worthwhile.

[She's seen it in enough adventuring arcanists anyway. Like so many other adventuring inconveniences that one can only ignore when one is Echo-blessed and never fails to have the energy to teleport to safety (and take less blessed companions along as needed), she lets it slide off her shoulders and is all smiles, bright and cheerful in the face of the palace's gloom.]

And that will take some of the strain off you, Viarault! We can do this! Let's go!

[And that answers the question of whether or not she's ready - as the one close-range anything in the party that she take point seems to be the most natural option, but one gets the feeling that even if she was sharing with, say, another ninja, she would run ahead. It's clear she's never gone with another person before, since she charges the first ziz to roam into their path without any forewarning at all. What a promising start.]