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thenearshore2018-09-21 01:52 pm
dredefulchilde) wrote in thenearshore2018-09-21 01:52 pm
#vampireproblems
Who: Joscelin Fitzthomas, the forces of Heaven, and you.
What: A distraught, blighted shinki goes on a rampage against Heaven. How will you react?
Where: All over.
When: January 23-25
Warnings Violence. Will update with anything else.
Liberties taken with NPCs are mod-approved.
At first, it's all rumor. On the twenty-second of January, there is a report of a small, hooded figure attacking one of Heaven's white robed shinki with a knife, then vanishing too quickly to be caught. There is another attack the next day on two of Amaterasu's shinki near her temple, and this time there's a complication: there are clear signs of blight on the small hand that holds the knife. By the third day, the mysterious attacker is clearly disfigured, all fangs and claws and multiple eyes. The number of victims--all injured, none dead--mounts.
Something is happening in Heaven. And it clearly isn't good.
What: A distraught, blighted shinki goes on a rampage against Heaven. How will you react?
Where: All over.
When: January 23-25
Warnings Violence. Will update with anything else.
Liberties taken with NPCs are mod-approved.
At first, it's all rumor. On the twenty-second of January, there is a report of a small, hooded figure attacking one of Heaven's white robed shinki with a knife, then vanishing too quickly to be caught. There is another attack the next day on two of Amaterasu's shinki near her temple, and this time there's a complication: there are clear signs of blight on the small hand that holds the knife. By the third day, the mysterious attacker is clearly disfigured, all fangs and claws and multiple eyes. The number of victims--all injured, none dead--mounts.
Something is happening in Heaven. And it clearly isn't good.
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He looks suitably impressed, at least, when Gojyo calls the weapon out of nothing. “How does that work?” he asks with interest. “It looks like magic, yes, but you’ve got to summon it from wherever it is, haven’t you?”
Having a weapon you don’t have to conceal because you can summon it at will sounds like a very useful skill.
“Could you...show me how do fight with it? I’m quite fond of knives and I was learning to throw before...” his face falls but he recovers this time. “I’m fast, obviously, but I’m four-foot-three. My reach is shit.”
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"I think it's a little big for you, but tell you what." A little big, and also Gojyo's only just now figuring out all the bells and whistles. Let him learn his own weapon before loaning it out to others, okay? "Let's go find one a little more your size, and I'll teach you everythin' I know about stick fighting."
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Joscelin nods, satisfied to be getting something out of this mess. No matter how small.
He sighs, and, drawing the blanket tighter around himself against the evening chill, looks up at the emerging stars. "I've botched this terribly, haven't I?" he says, still looking up. "All of this. I'm just so tired."