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Entry tags:
- arknights: midnight,
- cobra kai: daniel larusso,
- cobra kai: robby keene,
- genshin impact: alhaitham,
- genshin impact: cyno,
- genshin impact: kaveh,
- genshin impact: tighnari,
- genshin impact: wanderer,
- library of ruina: chesed,
- library of ruina: netzach,
- library of ruina: yesod,
- limbus company: don quixote,
- limbus company: vergilius,
- magia record: tsuruno yui,
- original: ghost
[ open ] kaveh's permanent catch-all
WHO: kaveh (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fussiest) & y'all!
WHAT: this is a perpetual catch-all for kaveh because i'm too lazy to make a new one every month. this is for closed starters, tag-ins, visits to kaveh's workshop and the like! be wild! be bold! be free!
WHERE: all around the city, and especially at kaveh's workshop, the pairidaeza architectural design studio in district 1
WHEN: everywhere! everywhen! all at once!
WARNINGS: bickering, probably - everything else will be warned for on a thread-by-thread basis
fussiest) & y'all!
WHAT: this is a perpetual catch-all for kaveh because i'm too lazy to make a new one every month. this is for closed starters, tag-ins, visits to kaveh's workshop and the like! be wild! be bold! be free!
WHERE: all around the city, and especially at kaveh's workshop, the pairidaeza architectural design studio in district 1
WHEN: everywhere! everywhen! all at once!
WARNINGS: bickering, probably - everything else will be warned for on a thread-by-thread basis
OCTOBER 2023
(frozen comment) notes.
but!!!
- welcome diner renovations
- halloween party part 1
- halloween party part 2
closed. @netzach
how this came to be is a story longer and stranger than what kaveh ever means to tell, and he isn't certain if he is the best to tell it regardless. there had been, however, a chase. there had been a knife in the night. there had been several traps going off in succession, kaveh watching as the support beam that he had carefully compromised coming down on the shadowy head of a ghost, just as he pulled netzach to the right and past the obviously occupied maintenance tunnel. the closet had been one of the few places that kaveh secured in the very beginning. a quick shimmy inside, and kaveh engages the three deadbolts that he had put in earlier in the night. then, kaveh had flicked on the yellowed light switch, and looked.
there are silver linings, he supposes. neither he nor netzach were terribly injured. one could argue that the ripping of dresses and shredded clothing counted as injury to something, but kaveh, having seen the extent of what hell could offer, is merely relieved that it had just been the costumes. clothing can be repaired; bodies take time to heal, and hearts even moreso. but netzach was safe, and hale, and whole, and perhaps the second floor hadn't been the worse it could be.
kaveh hadn't, however, been expecting this. ]
- Netzach, don't move. [ kaveh says, as he reaches over and around him. in the shadows, something comes out from between two bottles of floor cleaner. ] That's... why would there be a book here? Of all places?
closed. @hawks
that's a bit of an in media res that begs for some kind of explanation. in all honesty, the buildings in this city don't simply collapse. their designs may be uninspired, but they are built with a clockwork, robotic efficiency in mind, a building stripped of its soul for the sole purpose of bringing to it the kind of seismic stability that will have the buildings outlast war and famine and an entire generation of lost souls. kaveh can admire construction. the city will kill them in other ways, but not this. that doesn't mean the city can't be moved to do so. and kaveh has always thought that with a big enough lever, one can move just about anything.
it hadn't been the whole ceiling anyway. the support beams needed only a little coaxing before the only holding them up was the two planks of wood kaveh had slipped in along the jamb. it had only taken a single slam of kaveh's hammer against the pillar before kaveh's earlier work on chewing through it paid off, setting off a series of noises that sound much in the way of wooden firecrackers going off in tandem. before the swing of his hammer, kaveh had said this: ]
This way! [ and had reached for the other man's wrist to pull him forward, a hand scarred from wresting dreams into a world where dreams go to die curling firm and fierce, even as half the ceiling behind them collapses onto the shimmer of spectral forms. kaveh doesn't look back to see if this stymies them. it had only ever been to buy time. the hallway careens into them as kaveh pulls, stopping only to slam the door shut.
the maid dress flutters around his ankles. kaveh looks. ] Are you alright? Did they harm you?
CRAWLS IN HERE 20 YEARS LATER...
It's like a switch has flipped, the resting hero awakening quickly and letting himself be dragged along to safety as he cradles his free hand against his chest. His senses drink in everything around them, the tiny, growing wings on his back, nestled under the silly chicken costume, flick as he takes in the sounds. The minute vibrations, the small trembles in the air. And then the sound of the door being slammed shut behind them. )
Me? I'm good, saved by the wood. ( It's said far too casually, as the bright eyes flick down to take in the maids dress curiously. There's a small twitch of the corner of his lips, but for the moment, there's no comments or teasing to the stranger who'd saved him. ) Nothing a little time and ice won't heal.
( That said, he lowers he slips his hand from Kaveh's in favor of touching his wrist and then his side. A small sprain at worst, he thinks, but the fall he'd taken hadn't felt great on his healing side. )
Thanks for that. ( He motions towards the door. ) I'd be done for without you. ( He seems entirely to calm and casual about it - as if facing a potentially fatal situation is just another day. )