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thenearshore2017-05-30 01:54 am
revolutionfalcon) wrote in thenearshore2017-05-30 01:54 am
[OPEN + closed/semi-closed] a nightingale in a golden cage
Who: A + B: Shun and you! C: Shun and existing CR, D: Shun and Ren
When: A: July 20th, B: July 21st, Morning, C: July 20th-22nd, late evening to ungodly hours of the morning, D: July 22nd, late evening
Where: A + B: Around the Far Shore, C: Temples of just about anyone Shun knows decently, D: Inanna's Temple
What: Shun having sleep issues and trying to be productive about themby lurking suspiciously around the temples of people he knows at why this in the night/morning, testing the surveillance bird Ankh left him, and toting a vulture around with him as one does.
Warnings: Possible minor mentions of murderplot things, prompts C + D will be dealing with PTSD-related traumatic nightmares.
Prompts A-C [2 Open + 1 Semi-Open]
[A: July 20th, Open]
[It's been quite a while since Ankh's disappearance - almost a month and a half by now, and Shun's spent that time on and off messing around with the can bird robot the god had left him. He'd managed to work the thing's transmission method out enough to view the last video left on it by the old owner, but actually making it work to transmit images to the device he has best suited to that sort of thing, namely his duel disk, has taken much more working out. Even so, he still doesn't have a good idea of the distance the thing can transmit from or how well it can actually be remote controlled, so it's time for a little field testing.
As such, people around the Far Shore may encounter a very small, red and silver bird robot attempting to get up in various business, poking around temple gardens and maybe bumping into some heads at its worst. Not too far away in any of these cases is Shun, who might appear to be wearing some kind of oddly designed wrist computer to anyone unfamiliar with the technology. Not helping is the fact that he's returned his cards to their deckbox for the moment, since there are a quite a few people here now that he'd rather not catch wind of him having them at all, and one of them lives with him.
As always, Shun is the epitome of polite company (except not at all), and if the bird happens to be inquiring around anyone in particular, he'll call out to them across the distance with a short nod to the bird.]
Say something to it. [He mostly just wants to know how well it takes audio...]
--
[B: July 21st, Morning, Open]
[As he'd said he would a few days ago to Izuku and Lavi during their late-night discussion, Shun's accentuated his morning patrol with a friend. Specifically, an almost-metre-long, fluffy-headed, brown and white and feathery friend who is presently riding on one of his shoulders. Apparently his coat is thick enough to shield from the claws involved, and having a not-insignificant weight on his shoulder doesn't seem to be bothering him any aside from the times the vulture leans too far into his peripheral vision and he has to look around her to actually be able to see anything.
Having a hand-raised vulture is presenting one or two unforeseen problems, though, the main one being that she's prone to jumping off Shun's shoulder at the sight of other people and hopping over in apparent birdly curiosity. Her size might make even that offputting to some people, though, so it's probably lucky Shun's around to distract her if she decides to inspect anyone too closely.]
Don't bother with her, she just wants food. [Excuse him while he takes a cleanly-wrapped ball of raw meat out of his pocket and holds it out to lure her back in his direction.]
--
[C: July 20th-21st, Late Evening/ungodly hours of the morning OR July 22nd, Evening, Open to existing CR]
[Unfortunately, Shun's particular surge of productivity, even for him, has been born of something else. Namely the fact that his nightmares are coming back in force for the first time since May, and it's getting to the stage where even trying to sleep is a laughable idea, when it feels like so much as shutting his eyes is all the cue his mind needs to pull sounds and images of burning and screaming, combat and destruction out of everywhere from its surface to its deepest recesses. So obviously, the solution here is to spend that additional time on something else useful.
As such, anyone Shun knows and might be inclined to keep an eye on may end up with him lurking in and around temple grounds at what ranges from reasonable but still late in the evening to hours of the morning that should only be known to night shift workers. On one hand, at least he's quiet, so he shouldn't be waking anyone up. On the other...maybe hope your windows aren't available to be stared through, or that you don't run into him by chance. His eyes are a little sharper than they should be in the darkness, owing to the silver bracelet he's wearing with the kind of thick body and intricate lines one might expect to see more on a ring, and his focus turns just as quickly as usual to anyone he notices through it...though perhaps not quite as well as the days wear on, and anyone catching him on the 21st or 22nd stands a good chance of noticing the more pronounced shadows and lines beneath his eyes, those of sleep deprivation rather than his usual faintly worn countenance.
Anyone who catches him outside from inside is likely to just get stared at until such a time as they might choose to come out. If they're already outside, they'll get a slight nod from Shun as if this is an entirely normal thing to be doing at entirely normal hours.]
You're out late. [Implying he isn't.]
[D: July 22nd, Late Evening, Closed]
[Even with what he knows will be willing help available, it takes Shun a while to swallow his pride enough to take it. But by late on Friday, he can feel his alertness and habitual reactions slipping away like they had done the last time he went without sleep for longer than this, and with things as they are right now, he doesn't want to risk that. He isn't sure not being alone will help, but nothing else seems to anyway, and all that's going to happen if he doesn't admit it now is getting found out tomorrow.
It still takes him longer than it should to actually send the text asking for that help, that isn't even directly doing so. Old habits die hard.]
If you're not asleep, I'll be at your temple in a minute.
[He doesn't really think this is worth dragging Ren out of his temple or even out of bed for, but the text is more a warning for something he was already on his way to doing. It is really only about a minute before he shows up, leaping up to alight on whichever balcony happens to be closest to Ren's bedroom, and then having to lean back against the barrier and press a hand against his face as even that simple motion makes his head swim. He'd been driving himself much less the last time he went this long or longer without sleep, and the additional exertion apparently hasn't been doing him any favours.]
When: A: July 20th, B: July 21st, Morning, C: July 20th-22nd, late evening to ungodly hours of the morning, D: July 22nd, late evening
Where: A + B: Around the Far Shore, C: Temples of just about anyone Shun knows decently, D: Inanna's Temple
What: Shun having sleep issues and trying to be productive about them
Warnings: Possible minor mentions of murderplot things, prompts C + D will be dealing with PTSD-related traumatic nightmares.
Prompts A-C [2 Open + 1 Semi-Open]
[A: July 20th, Open]
[It's been quite a while since Ankh's disappearance - almost a month and a half by now, and Shun's spent that time on and off messing around with the can bird robot the god had left him. He'd managed to work the thing's transmission method out enough to view the last video left on it by the old owner, but actually making it work to transmit images to the device he has best suited to that sort of thing, namely his duel disk, has taken much more working out. Even so, he still doesn't have a good idea of the distance the thing can transmit from or how well it can actually be remote controlled, so it's time for a little field testing.
As such, people around the Far Shore may encounter a very small, red and silver bird robot attempting to get up in various business, poking around temple gardens and maybe bumping into some heads at its worst. Not too far away in any of these cases is Shun, who might appear to be wearing some kind of oddly designed wrist computer to anyone unfamiliar with the technology. Not helping is the fact that he's returned his cards to their deckbox for the moment, since there are a quite a few people here now that he'd rather not catch wind of him having them at all, and one of them lives with him.
As always, Shun is the epitome of polite company (except not at all), and if the bird happens to be inquiring around anyone in particular, he'll call out to them across the distance with a short nod to the bird.]
Say something to it. [He mostly just wants to know how well it takes audio...]
--
[B: July 21st, Morning, Open]
[As he'd said he would a few days ago to Izuku and Lavi during their late-night discussion, Shun's accentuated his morning patrol with a friend. Specifically, an almost-metre-long, fluffy-headed, brown and white and feathery friend who is presently riding on one of his shoulders. Apparently his coat is thick enough to shield from the claws involved, and having a not-insignificant weight on his shoulder doesn't seem to be bothering him any aside from the times the vulture leans too far into his peripheral vision and he has to look around her to actually be able to see anything.
Having a hand-raised vulture is presenting one or two unforeseen problems, though, the main one being that she's prone to jumping off Shun's shoulder at the sight of other people and hopping over in apparent birdly curiosity. Her size might make even that offputting to some people, though, so it's probably lucky Shun's around to distract her if she decides to inspect anyone too closely.]
Don't bother with her, she just wants food. [Excuse him while he takes a cleanly-wrapped ball of raw meat out of his pocket and holds it out to lure her back in his direction.]
--
[C: July 20th-21st, Late Evening/ungodly hours of the morning OR July 22nd, Evening, Open to existing CR]
[Unfortunately, Shun's particular surge of productivity, even for him, has been born of something else. Namely the fact that his nightmares are coming back in force for the first time since May, and it's getting to the stage where even trying to sleep is a laughable idea, when it feels like so much as shutting his eyes is all the cue his mind needs to pull sounds and images of burning and screaming, combat and destruction out of everywhere from its surface to its deepest recesses. So obviously, the solution here is to spend that additional time on something else useful.
As such, anyone Shun knows and might be inclined to keep an eye on may end up with him lurking in and around temple grounds at what ranges from reasonable but still late in the evening to hours of the morning that should only be known to night shift workers. On one hand, at least he's quiet, so he shouldn't be waking anyone up. On the other...maybe hope your windows aren't available to be stared through, or that you don't run into him by chance. His eyes are a little sharper than they should be in the darkness, owing to the silver bracelet he's wearing with the kind of thick body and intricate lines one might expect to see more on a ring, and his focus turns just as quickly as usual to anyone he notices through it...though perhaps not quite as well as the days wear on, and anyone catching him on the 21st or 22nd stands a good chance of noticing the more pronounced shadows and lines beneath his eyes, those of sleep deprivation rather than his usual faintly worn countenance.
Anyone who catches him outside from inside is likely to just get stared at until such a time as they might choose to come out. If they're already outside, they'll get a slight nod from Shun as if this is an entirely normal thing to be doing at entirely normal hours.]
You're out late. [Implying he isn't.]
[D: July 22nd, Late Evening, Closed]
[Even with what he knows will be willing help available, it takes Shun a while to swallow his pride enough to take it. But by late on Friday, he can feel his alertness and habitual reactions slipping away like they had done the last time he went without sleep for longer than this, and with things as they are right now, he doesn't want to risk that. He isn't sure not being alone will help, but nothing else seems to anyway, and all that's going to happen if he doesn't admit it now is getting found out tomorrow.
It still takes him longer than it should to actually send the text asking for that help, that isn't even directly doing so. Old habits die hard.]
If you're not asleep, I'll be at your temple in a minute.
[He doesn't really think this is worth dragging Ren out of his temple or even out of bed for, but the text is more a warning for something he was already on his way to doing. It is really only about a minute before he shows up, leaping up to alight on whichever balcony happens to be closest to Ren's bedroom, and then having to lean back against the barrier and press a hand against his face as even that simple motion makes his head swim. He'd been driving himself much less the last time he went this long or longer without sleep, and the additional exertion apparently hasn't been doing him any favours.]
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The question distracts him, though, and he sets his cup aside for the moment.] Whichever one works better. I've never had this done or seen it done before, so you'd probably know that more than me.
[Obviously he has the general idea of what it looks like, but he genuinely doesn't know if posture makes a difference.]
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He definitely knows which option he'd like better, though, and he hasn't exactly been clearing the bed with sitting in mind.]
I think we should try lying down first.
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Lying down on his front isn't really something Shun's that prone to doing, though - as a sleeping position, it adds another vital second or two to the time it takes to get up and face any potential sneak attackers, so he doesn't do it. While he gets onto the bed without objections, the unfamiliarity probably shows in the somewhat awkward way he lowers himself down on his hands until he's finally lying prone.]
I don't know if I'd do this if it wasn't you asking. [Or maybe one or two others. There's very few people Shun would trust to be that close to him while he's in a position like this.]
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I know. That means a lot to me.
[(Also his bare back is just as nice to look at as his front and he gets to look at it on his bed, so as long as Shun seems okay with going along with this, he's definitely going to push his luck as far as he can.)
Shun is not the only one feeling a little awkward, though, so it takes Ren a moment to actually climb onto the bed with him. Still, it's only a little and he's definitely never let that stop him.]
I'll have to be on top of you.
[He says while in the middle of climbing on top of Shun to sit on his legs, so it's less of a warning than it could have been and Shun undoubtedly knows that anyway, but at least he tried.]
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After a few moments of rearranging himself, he just ends up propping himself up very slightly on his elbows, forearms still lying on the bed. Almost out of reflex, he tilts his head back very slightly - it doesn't do much, but it does hide that little bit more of the scarred area at the top of his back.
The fact that Ren takes a moment to get onto the bed as well gets a faint snort out of Shun, as if to cover his own previous awkward moment, but he doesn't remark on it. For the moment, at least. And thankfully, he does have some idea of the position Ren needs to be in for this to work, so he doesn't do more than tense briefly when Ren starts climbing over his legs.]
I know. I'll manage. [Not that it's the weight that's the real issue anyway, but he also doesn't present any reaction more overt than a slight colouring to his cheeks.] If I was uncomfortable with it, I would've said it earlier.
[And he trusts that Ren isn't going to go out of his way to make him uncomfortable (or at least uncomfortable enough that he'd have to stop), so at this point he doesn't really mind what's done.]
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He still thinks it's a little too forward to just ask, but once he's situated comfortably straddling Shun's legs, he can't help reaching out to trail his fingers over them instead, for long enough that it's obviously not accidental. It's tempting to just forget the massage and just keep running his hands over Shun (maybe until Shun got frustrated with it and flipped their positions), but that wouldn't exactly be relaxing. Which is kind of the point of all this.
So eventually, Ren's other hand joins his first, and he transitions to a combination of squeezing Shun's shoulders and digging his thumbs along the base of his neck to start trying to get him to relax.]
...It might be easier for you to relax if you lay with your head on your arms.
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He does let out that breath when Ren actually starts digging his thumbs in, but it's more surprised than anything. This is definitely something he's never done before, and never even done anything close before, so before he can relax properly, he's going to have to get used to it a bit.
Given his lack of knowledge here, though, he does take Ren's suggestion, laying his arms over one another and bringing his head down to lie sideways on them.]
I think it's going to take me a minute to get used to anyway. It's...different. [But he'll just keep one eye on Ren's hands as he works, don't mind him.]
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Just let me know if it hurts. I don't really know what I'm doing either.
[But he's already on top of Shun doing it, so it's too late to back out now! Not that Shun would have much difficulty in throwing him off if he wanted...
Still, even without really knowing what he's doing, even he can tell how tense Shun's muscles are. Whether he'll actually help or just end up giving Shun some bruises remains to be seen, but he'll do his best.]
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I figured that out as soon as you couldn't tell which position was better. It'd take a lot to hurt me anyway.
[So Shun seems confident that Ren at least won't do him any damage. Probably. His muscles are definitely extremely tense, though - even the small circling motions are enough to get them feeling a little strange, the particular working of the muscles unfamiliar compared to what he usually does with them.
It doesn't take too long for him to adjust, thankfully, and eventually he gives a quiet, appreciative hum at the continued motions.]