Proper Introductions

[cloakanddaikon]

Who: Current inhabitants of HQ
When: Day 119, morning
Where: 4th floor courtyard
What: Breakfast and reestablished communications

[The smell of baking and breakfast sausages fills the air this morning. Follow it, and you'll find a large picnic blanket spread out between the 4th floor bulletin board and the (now once again empty, and finally clean) fountain.

The last of the rainforest's larder is spread out: small bowls of varied nuts, warm buns beside blood mushroom jam, fried potatoes, monkey sausage and crispy monkey wings. A salad of fresh green and yellow leaves, dotted with flower petals, adds colour, as does a plate of preserved local vegetables. In the centre, steaming gently, is a pot of . . . is that miso soup?

A sign on the bulletin board states, simply enough, Community Meet and Greet.]


Good morning.

I am quite sure I am not alone in realizing how many new faces there are in these halls, and how many more that were once here are now absent. Before we embark on whatever explorations we make have in this new location, it seems a good time to once again take a few moments to introduce ourselves.

If you could, please give your name, the length of time you have been here, and, as a way to open up conversation, feel free to share a point of interest about yourself, any plans you may have for the next few days, or questions about the environment we have navigated to.

Comments

[apriori]

Nor did I die a fool.

[Who's visibly unhappy? Shirou's visibly unhappy.]

[weddingcake]

Anyone who trusts Kotomine Kirei's affections is as much a fool as I. That was my undoing. Perhaps it was yours as well.

[apriori]

[The reaction is almost instant - grabs Tokiomi by the front of his shirt and gives him a violent shake. It's to Tokiomi's advantage that he was angry enough to react instantly, before he could load his gun or pull a knife.]

I would have been dead much sooner if it weren't for my father. Don't you dare suggest otherwise.

[weddingcake]

...Unhand me unless you wish to make a challenge of it.

[apriori]

[n o p e, not letting go]

Well I won't let you get away with saying those things -- I guess it's a challenge!

[weddingcake]

As you wish.

[well

he can guess what skills a Kotomine child would have

which means he's going to die

unless he does something like cause fire to bloom in Shirou's face.]

[apriori]

[Congratulations on having the one skill that will, without question, get Shirou to leave you be. With a startled yelp, he releases Tokiomi and crumbles to the ground not long after, curling in on himself.]

[weddingcake]

[stumbles back a few steps, glad he managed not to set himself on fire too with that gamble

aaand warily watching]

[apriori]

[He doesn't move, he doesn't make a noise apart from his short, panicked breaths. He just waits for the flames to go away]

[weddingcake]

[They don't take long. It was only enough to surface burn his chest and shoulders and neck a little (still enough to need healing), so the smouldering of his clothes only lasts a few seconds.

Of course now Tokiomi feels conflicted, because that's not at all the reaction he expected. But it could be dangerous to approach him, right? On the other hand, Shirou looks pathetic and he can't just leave him like that.]

...Kotomine...

[apriori]

[He buries his face in his hands and shakes his head. Nope nope nope]

[weddingcake]

...If you show one hint of violence towards me, I will do that again.

[but right now he's just going to pull at Shirou's arms and try to get him up]

Come on. Behave and I'll get you cleaned up.

[apriori]

[He pulls back with a disapproving noise, then swats at his hand]

Go away.

[weddingcake]

Would you rather sit on the floor and let the burns worsen?

[apriori]

Yes. Don't touch me.

[weddingcake]

...

[Okay, fine. He won't touch. He'll just crouch right next to Shirou and try to get to that magical healing business without permission. It's not his best field but he'd be an idiot of a fire user if he didn't know how to deal with burns.]

[apriori]

[He grudgingly allows it -- with mild protest, of course, but he's too shaken and unsteady to do much else]

[weddingcake]

Fool child.

[gosh there, now I'm kind of tired :(]

Somehow it isn't surprising that you'd be that damaged. Nevertheless, perhaps you'll think next time before you pick a fight.

[apriori]

Go away.

[He's miserable and rolling over to lie face first. Doesn't matter if the ground is hard, it's better than you.]

[weddingcake]

[considers!!

weeell you're not in any real danger now so. whatever.]

As you wish.