[semi-open] i reached out my hands and seized something shapeless but precious

[revolutionfalcon]

Who: Temple Nekhbet residents, visitors, and concerned parties after the event (basically anyone who Shun is on good enough terms with to feasibly be allowed into his temple. If you're not sure, ask!) There'll be a couple of closed prompts in toplevels too.
When: November 15th-17th
Where: Temple Nekhbet
What: Post-event temple mingle, for concerned parties, some in-temple problems, and the grand effort to actually get Shun to sit the fuck down for a few days.

[The vultures on the grounds of Shun's temple are a little calmer than usual in the wake of the recent incident, though perhaps that's courtesy of their usual meticulous care being taken over temporarily by Kotori, who is much more willing to keep them off people on the grounds than Shun is. In a slightly different, but equally carelessly-worn kimono to the one she was wearing in the video post, she's grooming a couple of the messier birds, who seem very attuned to her presence.

If anyone comes by intending to visit or at least look in on Shun after what happened, she'll invite in people she knows happily, or even those who responded helpfully to the network post and seem to know Shun well. However, she may tactfully suggest they not stray too much further than the well-lit visitor's room furnished in plain white linens until she can bring him in...or track him down, as the case may be. He's probably tried to sneak out of the temple at least once since he's been up to getting out of bed.

However, he's certainly not the only person about the temple, so feel free to take the opportunity to meet other residents or regular visitors as well.]

Comments

[revolutionfalcon]

I'll find a way. [Shun reaches the end of the couch...and it's probably lucky there's another chair just a little further along from it, because he ends up stumbling slightly as soon as he doesn't have the support and having to take another quick step forward to lean against the other chair.

He's looking increasingly irritated by his condition, and that suggestion of help doesn't really do a lot for it right now.]

If I want something, I can make it myself. [As soon as he isn't relying on this chair to stay upright, which doesn't look like it's going to be anytime soon.]

[redstray]

[ Eric follows Shun along as he grabs onto a chair. He tilts his head before conveniently moving some chairs around. Do they look a bit scattered and farther away? Maybe. He shrugs. ]

Guess you can. I'm going to make something for Ren though, when he wakes up.

[revolutionfalcon]

[Shun gives Eric a look that says he knows exactly what the point of that was (then again, moving couch chairs without it being wildly obvious is a difficult thing to do), but very pointedly takes the few extra steps to support himself on the next one. Fronting Shun with anything that can be taken as a challenge is a bad idea, though by this point he's just across from the kitchen anyway, so he can use the counter for balance when he gets over there.]

If anyone's making anything, it's going to be me, considering this is my temple. [The reminder is pointed like a knife edge. Shun's in no mood to be overstepped in his own territory considering everything that happened.]

[redstray]

[ Eric hears that edge and falters on his chair placing. This was Shun's temple and he did have a say in things. He didn't want help so what's Eric to do if his help isn't wanted? ]

Alright then.

[ He turns back, letting Shun have his space, to let him do as he pleases and goes back to sitting onto the couch. If he wasn't needed and Shun could do things, it was probably batter to head back to his temple, help out with the animals. ]</small

[revolutionfalcon]

[Shun does have some awareness of the reaction that's likely to inspire, given how withdrawn Eric can be, but he doesn't exactly feel apologetic at all. Baiting Shun when he's already in a less than pleased mood is a dangerous game for anyone to play, and he'd figure Eric knows him well enough to know that.

Still, once he crosses the hall to the kitchen and braces himself against the counter there instead, he glances back, expression still unreadable.]

You might as well go check on Ren. He woke up when I did earlier. [The matter of whether he's still awake or whether he's gone back to sleep since Shun made a break for it is debatable, but at the very least, he shouldn't be completely unresponsive.] Kotori left food for us anyway.