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Entry tags:
- allelujah haptism (mobile suit gundam 00,
- haruna (kantai collection),
- henry jekyll (fate/),
- kobato hanato (kobato),
- lapis fathalla (original character),
- regene regetta (mobile suit gundam 00),
- setsuna f. seiei (mobile suit gundam 00),
- shinoa hiiragi (owari no seraph),
- tieria erde (mobile suit gundam 00)
(open) if we just breathed in
Who: Allelujah & you!
When: March 18 - 19
Where: Aboard the Airy.
What: Catch-all ship hijinks for the sky obsessed.
Rating: PG, will update in case of Hallelujah, probably.
INNER LAYER, EXPLORING (OPEN)
OUTER LAYER, CHILLIN' (SEMI-OPEN)
UPPER SALOON, TRAINING (OPEN)
WILDCARD
When: March 18 - 19
Where: Aboard the Airy.
What: Catch-all ship hijinks for the sky obsessed.
Rating: PG, will update in case of Hallelujah, probably.
INNER LAYER, EXPLORING (OPEN)
[ Being aboard a ship honestly feels like coming home. It may not be the Ptolemaios, but it's in the sky and that's already a measure ahead of where he'd been before. Not that Allelujah dislikes land, or gravity's pull, but there was something to be said for familiar earth. What he wasn't expecting was the sheer force of personality the interior has — namely, the entire city rising up from the curved shell of the craft. Taking it in from one vantage point is impossible, so he sets about exploring, finding an odd sense of peace and familiarity in the places he wanders: ]
ONE. SHOPS!
[ Before this, traveling had taken him all over Eurasia, so the sights and sounds of the Airy's thriving marketplaces are actually commonplace to him. Their wares, however... Allelujah inspects some kind of feathery arrangement, dripping in jewels and other things far too ornate for his taste. But his attention is blatantly elsewhere. ]
I'd never thought I'd see so many weapons in a marketplace like this.
[ Even chalking it up to cultural differences, the contrast is stark, to say the least. ]
TWO. FOOD!
[ Wandering towards the restaurants and food stalls carries its own perils. Mostly due to the scent of spice and oil that sets Allelujah's stomach on the warpath. Granted, when he'd gotten the locals' recommendations of fried rice and dumplings, he hadn't expected the portions to be quite so generous. To fellow Heroes who end up sharing his space, he'll offer a pair of chopsticks and a pick of the rice or the dim sum: ]
You're welcome to some, if you'd like. There's too much here for just me.
[ Or, if you have a more adventurous streak, he may offer up a shallow dish of slightly sweet-sour smelling liquid, carrying the faint bite of liquor. ]
It might not look like much, but it's good. I'd compare it to kumis.
[ Does this look like the face of someone who'd steer you wrong? ]
OUTER LAYER, CHILLIN' (SEMI-OPEN)
[ Allelujah is immediately drawn to the sky dome. While the ship itself may be immense, it pales in comparison to the view afforded of the sky and the land below. So many creatures visit this place, circling high on their wings... ]
ONE. BIRBS!
[ Taking a seat beside an outcrop of birdcages with their doors flung wide open, Allelujah enjoys the feeling of having the sky thrown high above him, even if he can't actually venture there himself. Instead, he focuses on the birds who can. Their songs and wingbeats fill the air. His fox Carrier sits at his ankle, eyes trained on the flocks. Allelujah tosses a handful of grain on the ground, looking somewhat melancholy. ]
Free to come and go as you please, is it?
[ Allelujah isn't small-minded enough to blame the birds for their wings, but be does envy them, even if only a little. Hallelujah stirs.
Heh. Feeling betrayed? ]
TWO. POOL PARTY! (CLOSED TO TIERIA)
[ So, Hallelujah Haptism is under strict orders from one, Tieria Erde (royal pain in his ass) to be more active. Whatever that meant. It's true that he could just ignore him like he already does 90% of the time, but even he can't pass up a good opportunity to make him eat those pretty words of his.
Which is why he's meandering up to the poolside, having spotted a familiar shade of purple. ]
Boo.
[ Guess who, princess. ]
UPPER SALOON, TRAINING (OPEN)
[ It's not a normal day for a Gundam Meister without some kind of training regimen. Allelujah visits the training facilities for this reason, having heard rumors of their unique qualities. As he enters one of the rooms, he immediately sees why. ]
This looks like it's meant for acrobats, if anything.
[ Mostly an observation for himself as he notes the odd angles of the wall, the rows of fabric draped from the ceiling, nets, trapeze bars. This must be where the stars and aspiring students of the Airy's circus troupes practice. Allelujah ventures into the room, gaze naturally traveling upwards to one of the bars. Vaguely, he thinks he ought to just head back to the more traditional equipment, and yet.
...well, what's the harm.
Coiling, Allelujah takes a leap to grab onto the trapeze bar. It swings into motion with his momentum, but he quickly brings it back under control. His agility seems to betray his body type as he hauls himself up with his arm strength, measuring the movement of the ropes. It wobbles slightly with the strain in his arms necessary to keep himself upright, but holds. His form is good, lacking his usual timidness and modesty. With his legs together, he teeters momentarily before allowing himself to swing upside down in a smooth arc. Where he proceeds to hang for a moment, eyes wide and hair ruffled around his temples. He's not alone. Now he manages to look embarrassed. ]
Ah. [ This is sure a greeting. ] ...hello.
WILDCARD
[ Leave a blank comment, wildcard him, request Hallelujah somewhere, or pp me atsweaters to set something up! ]
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[ Logically he knows war is a category all its own, but to actually wage war on another species — he and the other Meisters had done everything in their power to prevent that. Realizing that, he amends: ]
I'm sorry. That it came to such a thing.
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Oh, hm- it.... got pretty messy. Uhm- the other species is a predatory one, you see. We had a lot of natural disasters at one point, and they got aggressive when our populations became disordered.
[That's one way to put it.]
Things happen how they do, I guess! We've been trying to cope.
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"Coping" makes it seem as though the battle would be a long one. [ A sad prospect, despite being inevitable. Allelujah doesn't discount her for her age, keeping his tone respectful, legitimately curious. ] Did you understand anything about your enemy?
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[It's nice talking with Allelujah like this. She can't pin her finger on why, but his quiet concern is respectful and almost comforting. Perhaps he understands more than she can tell, from what little she knows of him. Perhaps he understands understands.]
I hope it's not too intrusive to ask about you in return? [She's genuinely curious.] Were you with any official organization, or training for private reasons?
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I understand. [ Mostly because — ] There are things I'm afraid I can't share, also. But I can you my training was private. You could say I was born into it. And... there were many things about our militaries that I couldn't agree with.
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Aha, you too? [A light laugh.] I guess the goals of any military become a little weird to its soldiers after a while. I could tell my most of company switched loyalties to our immediate commander.
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Yes, me too. [ Pressing the flats of this thumbs together, he thinks. Now that she knows he's being deliberately vague due to his position, like hers, he can form the words easier. ] Skewed goals permeate militaristic ranks more easily than those in power might suspect. There's ways to keep it under control, of course.
[ Secrecy, blackmail, betrayal, an iron fist. Such things were what gave birth to his world's A-Laws, and subsequently corrupted it. ]
But a wish for change is also a powerful thing, even at the bottom level.
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[The idea is curious to her. She doesn't think they thought that far themselves; everyone had been too busy worrying over a loved one, desperate to protect what little they could. A wish for change.]
That's a fine ideal. Did you manage to see anything happen from that kind of wish?
I arrived here before anything like that happened in my world. [When she left people were kind of being all. 'Screw the government, praise to the clusterfuck going on now that none of us understand'.]
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[ Like this, he can speak of it as if it's an intensely personal thing. It's safe enough to imply, he feels, and to also subtly pose the question in reference to her situation. ]
spoiler note: mild references to OnS spoilers in this tag!
We were still fighting. But I don't think, if my side were to win, the result would be peaceful.... [Shinoa purses her lips, supporting her chin with a hand. Her face is thoughtful.] My homeland still has a long way to go before things settle.
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After the first war, a military faction came into existence. In order to protect the laws of the new world, they claimed to be a unifying force, but the truth was much different. They wielded their power without mercy. There was no dialog. They simply forced those not in compliance into submission. Their subjugation was violent, and oppressive.
[ His reason for going into that much detail? ]
Even after winning, things can remain unclear. You learn a lot when searching for the truth as to why things happen the way that they do.
Whatever happens, I hope your home pulls through.
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It's not an innocent sort of laughter. As it tapers off, the girl taking wheezing breaths to steady herself, she responds:]
Oh man, that sounds exactly like what our leader would do. My place is probably heading towards a bad time....
[For a few moments, her expression is contemplative, faraway.]
I guess he can't live forever, even if the world gets taken over. [She means... the regime? The leader?]
To clarify, is yours somewhat stabilizing now?
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That's why we sought to change it again.
[ A nebulous but poignant answer. Personal. ]
Thankfully, it's peaceful now. As with any new peace, some dust has to settle, and it has to be guarded, but it exists.
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Peace, huh. Perhaps, maybe.... ....
[She's only known war, one that's gone on half her life. She starts, hesitantly;]
It's hard for me to imagine, but I guess it's possible.
And there's here, too, since we're stuck here whether we like it or not. At least this place isn't too bad.
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A world finds peace easier than those who fight for it, I think.
[ If she's perceptive, she'll understand that even if he speaks so fondly and resolutely of the accomplishment, peace has not found him yet either. Despite himself, he considers what here means because of that, and finds only one answer. ]
Whatever the case is, we're allies while we're here. [ He reaches his hand out, as if this is the real introduction. ] And I'll look forward to that.
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[She looks up, at his hand- outstretched in the universal gesture for alliance- and smiles, again, softly. They speak very similar languages.
The hand is taken. Her grip is light at first, but made firm as her fingers settle into place and finds human warmth in what she's holding.]
Same here. I'm glad to have you on my side!
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Likewise, Shinoa.