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[heavyliesthecrown]

Who: Tsukasa and you!
When: Arrival days
Where: Sunspire and Beyond
Warnings: n/a

|| ACTION :: MAKARAS DASH ||

[ Tsukasa has seen many things since his time in Imeeji. That includes demons, of course. But somehow, in all that time, he had never been chased by a horde of humanoid crocodile-like creatures. And that isn't easy to do in his current footwear while running across a desert.]

Are you serious right now!?

[His wings are beating frantically, but they aren't lifting him into the air at all. He shoots an arrow and lands a blow toward one of the creatures, but they are quickly gaining ground and it isn't as though he has enough arrows to take them all out. He switches to his sword instead.]

I am not ready to get eaten by a bunch of crocodile demons!

|| ACTION :: Flight Attempts & Magic ||

[He really doesn't know what is wrong with his wings. They never worked properly when he was on Imeeji proper, but during the vague time that... hmm? His memories feel scattered, but he is sure they worked while he was in hell proper. Even more alarming is the fact that he cannot seem to summon any of his swords or hold his balance as he should. Did his Avante powers vanish just like that?

Dramatically he tosses a hand out, as though maybe he just needs to the proper hand gesture.]

YIYA~

[ . . . But nothing happens. Oh, come on!]

|| ACTION :: Singing & Riding ||

[If he is stuck here, then at the very least he is going to have to get a little bit of money if he wants to afford... literally anything. Which is how he has found himself with the local maahes breeders. Breeding is incredibly out of his wheelhouse, but apparently, they enjoy music. And music is something he can do.

And what is more... they are such majestic-looking beasts. *O* He wants one. He wants one so badly. He wants to ride one at the very least.

Which is why he can be found...

A.) singing a love song to help inspire the majestic beasts to... er. Well... love each other.

Or...

B.) He is gallantly riding one for a job well done. And seems to be doing so rather smoothly?]


|| NETWORK ||

un: holyknight

Pardon me. My name is Tsukasa Suou. I am searching for some friends if they are here or if anyone has heard of or seen them? Namely, Persicaria... or Emu. Natsume... though he may more accurately respond to Kohaku. Ritsu, Leo, Sena, or Tenshouin.

Lastly, anyone familiar with Avante en Garde, I would very much like to see and reconvene with you.

Thank you in advance. I hope to get to know everyone else here, and that we find a way back to our respective homes soon.

OH! And one other thing? Please let me know if they sell sunscreen here. It is much too sunny and hot. Thank you again.

((OOC: Profile & Permissions since he is Imeeji CRAU.))

Comments

[rugpull]

...! We got running water??? Amazing!!!

[two different kinds of people]

[heavyliesthecrown]

Is it too personal to ask what they are?

[heavyliesthecrown]

[He doesn't even stumble when the scenery abruptly changes. One moment, they were surrounded, and in the next, the creatures were simply gone.

. . . Or... perhaps it is more accurate to say that they themselves were simply gone, and now somewhere else...entirely? He turns around, looking in each direction for those crocodiles, but they are nowhere to be seen.]

What... just happened?

[He blinks up to the stranger in pure confusion.]

[heavyliesthecrown]

[ . . . They need to find a safe place to stay. It implies... that they would be staying there together.

N-Naturally, he would not want her staying alone somewhere when it could be dangerous. But also, that feels like a very intimate step. Not...that they haven't already been close! But living together...]

There... are some abandoned houses. More like shipping containers that have been remodeled. I found one that I have sort of claimed as mine. They do not have proper doors and are very small, but... at the very least, they are better than nothing.

[troublereduction]

Just a parlor trick. [ Which is, in a sense, true. It's easy enough to ask fate to just pretend they were never there in some unpleasant situation, even if said situation cannot actually be undone.

(He also doesn't want to give a real explanation, and he's not going to be able to pull it off again for a while.) ]

That said, I dunno how far we are from them, and they'll probably figure out they've been hoodwinked, so we oughta get a move on.

[heavyliesthecrown]

Ah...

[Right. Of course, he doesn't know what he is talking about, since his memory seems to be tampered with.]

To be honest, I am not fully convinced that this is not simply an extension of that. But... prior to my waking up here, I had already been kidnapped to a very unpleasant place.

[His brows knit. How does someone even explain the production to someone else?]

Myself and many others were brought to a place known as Tokyo-F. There, we were sorted onto units- teams, essentially. We were forced to compete against one another in what the producers liked to call games. But... often, they were anything but gentle. They were often violent or cruel.

Our basic needs were met. We had housing and food. But... we were all trapped and subject to the whims of our demonic captors for the sake of entertainment.

[heavyliesthecrown]

[Oh, you poor poor thing.]

Perhaps to make up for the lack of a door.

[He still does not understand why there are no doors. Regardless, he fills the bottles back up with some water.]

It is so hot in here. How do people keep cool without AC?

[heavyliesthecrown]

[He would very much like to ask a bit more, but if those creatures are still out there and somewhere nearby, now is not the time to ask about it.]

Okay. Do you happen to know where we are? Or even where we ought to get a move on to? I am afraid that I am entirely lost.

[troublereduction]

All I know is that we're baking out here in a desert, but— [ He jerks a thumb in the direction of the shining pyramid in the distance. ] We could head in that direction. At least it means there's some kind of structure out there.

[heavyliesthecrown]

Hopefully unrelated to those lizards.

[troublereduction]

Hopefully. If it is, you really are gonna have to put that sword to use.

[ He says as he begins to walk. ]

[heavyliesthecrown]

This would be so much easier if anything was working.

[He means his powers, but anyway. He is exhausted after having run in this hot weather, and his clothing is not helping much.]

How long of a walk do you suppose it will take for us to reach that thing?

[troublereduction]

I'd say... [ He squints into the distance as he tries to guesstimate. ] About an hour, give or take? Maybe less. Damn sand isn't helpful.

[bloodyrose]

It isn’t. I posses beyond human strength and speed, shaper reflexes and agility, and heightened senses, along with being able to see in the dark.

[rugpull]

Lotsa ways. Do more stuff during the cooler hours, stay inside outta the sun when its too hot. If ya gotta go out, make sure ya got loads of water and a sun hat is good for ya if yer sensitive. Don't overdress.

[heavyliesthecrown]

It certainly is not.

[Taking his shoes off to try and walk on it though will only burn his feet. Their trek will certainly be slow though, as the heat has him lagging and he finds it difficult to walk across.]

So, what is your name? I ought to know the name of the one who came to my aid.

[heavyliesthecrown]

How convenient! Hopefully that will all help here in this climate and sand.

[heavyliesthecrown]

It still feels so hot inside here though.

[Taking a drink of water now himself, but he hands one over to Ruggie.]

I suppose I will have to find more suitable clothes, too. This is not really suited to the climate.

[rugpull]

[takes a drink and then sets on prepping the meat ill leave out those gruesome details]

Nope ya look kinda silly.

[vapour]

Haha, well some people'll tell you that training isn't a substitute for the real thing when it comes to fighting, but that isn't true. Just do like you've learned— and don't hesitate when you got your opponent where you want them. You'll get used to it in no time, promise! Besides, I got your back if things get messy.

[ A flick of his wrist and beneath their feet the sand will become wet and solid as it compacts itself together, giving Tsukasa what Childe imagine is some much needed firm ground to stand on. Walking in the dry sand is one thing, and running is quite another. Fighting in it, however, especially in such shoes the younger is sporting really is on a completely different level of difficult (that isn't necessary to suffer, thankfully.) ]

They are really in need of a beating, so have at it~!

[ he chirps like they're about to enjoy a fun game or something— and maybe they are in Childe's book. He steps forward one, two, three—

—and goes to clash head on with the first wave of makara, giving Tsukasa a bit of time to ready himself for the second wave trying to rush them. Childe's very easily done this short of thing a million times before, and he moves like it, too. If it weren't a messy fight in the middle of nowhere, it could almost pass as rehearsed. ]

[troublereduction]

You can call me Day. [ It hardly seems like the time to introduce himself properly out here in the sun. He's managing only because of how he's spent the past couple of years in the South, where there's both dry and wet heat all year round. ]

...Need help, kid? [ He can see Tsukasa lagging. ]

[bloodyrose]

. . . That's what I'm dreading the most.

[heavyliesthecrown]

Only because of the location...

[Surely he looks very elegant and cool...!!!]

[heavyliesthecrown]

I am not very equipt for this weather either.

[bloodyrose]

[ There's a long few moments before he replies next. ]

I'm a vampire, is what I mean by that. Although I imagine it will be rough on plenty of us.