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Yayoi Tenju (天樹 やよい) ([personal profile] nightwild) wrote in [community profile] expiationlogs2024-09-02 08:37 am

intro + catchall!

Who: Fauna and you!
Where: Mostly Aldrip
What: An intro and a catch-all for September!
Warnings: No warnings as of yet.

i. getting used to it

[Having arrived in mid-Bon festival, Fauna's finally getting a routine going. She still hasn't taken a house for herself, though, not yet. Instead, she's been getting by by breaking into houses and curling up for a couple hours at a time in a corner, then fleeing before anyone knows she was there. She's figured out she can wash up at certain places around the docks, and she's lifted enough money that she has good clothes- Rather than blending in, though, she's dressed like a punk, complete with a leather jacket.

The problem is, this place is much smaller than Seitei. There were enough people there that even with her fox ears, she could blend in fine, just by the sheer number of people. That won't work here. So she has to figure out a new way to keep under the radar. She's got ways to hide herself, but she doesn't want to play that hand too early, so...

... She did get an offer. And she can figure out what to do with herself afterwards. Which leaves Fauna standing outside Bar Lupin, staring at it. Her tail swishes in anxiety behind her as she tries to decide whether or not to go in.

A weird punk staring daggers at a bar might be worth investigating for anyone nearby.]


ii. investigation

[That's her daytime activity. On the other hand, at night? Night is the time for monsters and heroes to roam. And she has a prime target.

Under the cover of darkness, a strange figure can be seen running across the rooftops of Aldrip. Patrolling, it might seem, looking to see if there's trouble anywhere. People let their guards down at night. The glitches might hurt people worse when their guards are down. But that doesn't take the whole night.

Instead, she knows where to focus most of her investigation: City Hall. The 'council' stays there. That's the seat of power. But it's impossible to get in. The bastards in charge are hiding there... If they're there at all.

Those others active at night may see a strange, ninja-looking figure creeping around the building. Checking the windows, trying to pick locks- And if you catch her on a bad night, you might see her trying to just blast the doors down by kicking them with explosive force.]


iii. naptime

[So if her days are spent acclimating, and her nights are spent investigating, when does she sleep? Good question! The answer is, as mentioned above, she catches naps here and there. Breaks into houses that seem empty, naps for a couple hours, then flees.

She might have picked your house, this time- She might have simply misjudged when people are absent. You could come home and find a foxgirl tucked away in your corner. Or you might find her sleeping on a park bench. Or in a tree. Or on a ledge. Or halfway under a bush.

Wherever she is, she's definitely not supposed to be sleeping there.]


iv. watch this space

[As things develop over the month, I may end up making more prompts or personalized toplevels for people! If you want to plot, you can hit me up at [plurk.com profile] lastbastion for planning threads.]
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naptime

[personal profile] coolerjunpei 2024-09-02 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Junpei's house - a respectable little one-bedroom cottage that's way too cozy for someone like him - probably seems like no one lives in it because he's moved in only a few days ago. It's furnished, sure, but it came furnished; he hasn't had time to really leave his stuff all over the place, so really, it's his own fault if someone assumes the place is uninhabited.

...Well, there is the dog. But Gab is asleep himself much of the time, usually under the coffee table, and small enough not to notice.

So it goes: Junpei comes home mid-afternoon from an early shift at Silco's Sandwich Hut, entering the little cottage and flicking on the light - only to startle and immediately drop the takeout sandwiches he brought home for himself at the sight of something in the corner.]


Shit[he takes a second to debate between the sandwiches and the body? is that a body? before he steps over the sandwiches and gingerly goes to investigate.] Uh— Jesus, what the fuck? Hey?
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[personal profile] coolerjunpei 2024-09-02 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay— not the response he expected, although since she broke into his house, maybe he should have! He holds his hands up immediately, defensive and placating, you know, like one might to someone who looks like they want to smash something into his face.]

Hey hey hey— chill out. I'm Junpei— who the hell are you? This is my house.

[Smartly, he does not add "more or less," possibly aware that that won't help his case. It's his house for sure. For a whole, like, four days.]
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[personal profile] coolerjunpei 2024-09-02 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, yeah, I just left the inn for this place a couple days ago.

[There's a beat, then--] Wait, were you living here? Have you been here the whole time?

[Has he been the one invading somebody's space without noticing it? This sounds like a real possibility to him, even if she was literally just asleep in the corner instead of the bedroom like someone who actually lives here.

Does this count as freaking out. Uhhhhh.]
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[personal profile] coolerjunpei 2024-09-02 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh.

[Well, that's one accidental faux pas he doesn't have to think about now. He probably should loop back around to how she's broken into what is, officially(!), his house, but - hmm.

He drops his hands back down to his sides a little haltingly, then shuffles back to pick up his sandwiches in way where he's trying to stay facing her and also not step on any of them. It's a process.]


Are you new? The inn not agreeing with you?

[He didn't really like it either at first, but at least he didn't break into any houses about it.]

—Wait, is the window lock busted forever?
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[personal profile] coolerjunpei 2024-09-02 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
I guess... I know a guy who can fix stuff.

[Junpei himself: not very handy, mostly because he's never had to be. Maybe now he should learn.

Either way, he's scooping up the sandwiches as he listens to her, laughing lightly - but with sympathy. That's just dorm life, yeah...]


If some of us are right about this being a simulation, that's everywhere. But I wasn't going to turn down the free food, and... for me, y'know, some other personal stuff. Here.

[Here, one of the sandwiches, held up for an extra beat so she knows what he's about to do before he tosses it to her. It's wrapped, of course, thankfully.]
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[personal profile] coolerjunpei 2024-09-02 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh—damn, she's really going for it, and other thoughts Junpei mercifully keeps to himself. He stares for a second too long in open surprise, then clears his throat and goes to put the other sandwiches away for later. Mostly so he has something to do besides just stand there and wait...

It is at this point that Gab snuffles out from under the coffee table, summoned by the sound of food. Junpei pauses in his sandwich-storing to take a piece of cheese off one and wiggle it for the dog, who trots over to get his little snack.

Anyway, his guest...]


That's a house special. [deadpan, because it's a dang sandwich and she clearly doesn't care what kind it is, but he can pretend to care about his job.]

Soooo, uh... you didn't tell me your name.
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[personal profile] coolerjunpei 2024-09-02 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, Fauna seems like a real name, or at least a real thing-someone-wants-to-be-called. At least it's not another Greek letter.

With the rest of the food put away, he leans on the kitchen counter. He nods, like ah yes, a Normal time to arrive...]


Lucky. I got here and then a couple weeks later, some mystery disease started making people kill each other.

[is that reassuring.]
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[personal profile] coolerjunpei 2024-09-02 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[You'd think after the last time he said this to someone and they were somewhat concerned about it, he'd learn—]

Oh, yeah. Then it just... stopped. Everybody went back to normal.
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[personal profile] coolerjunpei 2024-09-02 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Not fucking with you. And of course it's not fine, but apparently that kind of stuff happens all the time around here.

[A beat.]

Uh, not exactly the same. Or so I've heard.
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[personal profile] coolerjunpei 2024-09-03 09:44 am (UTC)(link)
Uh— [oops. shit.] You mean did it pass over some people? Yeah.

[Another beat, awkward.] I don't really know how it worked, but... maybe staying under the radar is a good strategy?
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i.

[personal profile] conflictresolution 2024-09-03 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Silco did not make it a point to travel close to the Lupin often, but sometimes it was one of the quickest routes as he walked between many of his established businesses. He stayed on the other side of the street from it to uphold the claim that he was merely passing by on public streets if a confrontation would occur. Oh he wanted one some day, but no, he had a plan that didn't require fists to fly.

Yet, as he passed by, he did take notice of the glaring newcomer. Anyone who might be pissed at the sister was someone he wanted to know, of course. It was just good business sense to know what the fuss might be about, even if the usual reasons might be mundane like the sister flipping the bird or cussing someone out. Such Zaun behaviour.

He approached and peered at the Lupin as he came to stand next to the new Chosen.]
That look comes with a story. You must be new to these parts. Can I offer you a meal to hear the tale for the reason of your filthy look?
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[personal profile] conflictresolution 2024-09-03 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Silco was one of the oldest members of the Chosen, and he definitely didn't care to be in fighting form. He'd pressed enough street kids into service over the years to know what one happened to look like. He wasn't affected by the suspicious air about this one either, simply tucking his hands in his coat pockets and shrugging his shoulders.]

I told you already. Why are you glaring at that bar? If you're looking to case it, I would suggest around the side.

[He cast one mismatched look towards the Lupin and turned away to head back to his own business. His offers had expiry dates.]
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[personal profile] conflictresolution 2024-09-03 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Silco paused in walking away to turn back to regard the young Chosen. Would this be a pointless conversation? He hoped not. He did have work to do.]

Of course. Most in Aldrip know of it. Why does it matter to you?

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