#isola event fragmemoria

[heclingmuzik]

@fellstcr

"How was that?" Ismael asks, nearly out of breath. She hasn't MOVED this much in a bit. Well, no, that's a lie. Her running every morning and late at night was exercise that she kept up with. BUT the kind of training that was exertion to the body? Like this? She has to admit it isn't exactly what she expected.

When Byleth had told her to bring her bow and a close-combat weapon, it actually caught her off guard. She didn't have a weapon like a sword or whatnot. Thank goodness for Lloyd's business! And thank goodness for him letting her borrow one.

"I've only just started learning how to handle the sword." She says as she sets the bow and arrows down.

"hey, By..." Something is different. She isn't sure WHAT it is. Was it her? Was it Byleth? Something was.....

missing.

[sxnburst]

@darkenforcer - @nobully

"People'll pick on you more if they see you getting very upset though." Sun blinks a couple of times, tail moving behind him as he approaches the guy. He's been trying to see if he could do anything to help, but honestly...something inside of him just wants to push the button juuuuuust a teeny bit. "You make it easy to mess with you." Those words weren't MEANT to come out, but it's too late. He's spoken them and there's no take backs!

[hcneycrxsp]

She's sweeping around this section of the mistwood. There's a sense of longing and quite honesty speaking, she isn't even sure how she found this place. There's a familiarity to it, but she knows she's never been here before. The mistwood was scary and yet...

"Mmhmmmmhmhmm-mmmhmm," She hums a song. One she doesn't really recognize, but she's humming it and ah, her heart aches. She feels like she wants to cry, but she's not sad. Strange.

[wldrose]

"I got you some shit. This time it's not rigged." And Kugisaki places some dried persimmons on the counter. "One of the lady's at that old traditional housing gave me some. Said she grows them herself."

[cladinivcry]

@punisheye

Indigo can't describe this feeling, but it's bothering them. Just a little bit, really. It's like that pricking sensation. There, noticeable, but not enough to make them irritable. Still, they have to admit, they're feeling....

This sucks. They muse to themselves. Tatted fingers hold cigarette between digits and they study it with a low hum.

"Did you want one?" They ask, without having to look up. Long lashes tickles their skin when they blink.

"I have quite a bit. Ion mind sharin'.'

[anghexescu]

@hollowfaith

Ack, shit I forgot to flush th---I can't believe I bombed my test. Maaaaaaaan, now I have to wait until--I SHOULD REALLY JUST BUY IT. IT'S SO CUTE---et

SPENDING MONEY IS...next---SEASONING RIGHT HERE

ANGHELESCU----

S̴̡͔̬̑̋̄̉́͂̿̿͊͛̔̒͝h̷̡̖̟̳̖̪̥͙̮̬̑͌h̶̛͈̱̃́̇̅̓̋̄͊̉͘̚͠͠ͅh̶͙̖̠͂̀̃͛̄́́̔̒͘͝h̸̢̘̜͉̻͂͂͛̔̈́̂͂̍͌̍͘̕h̶̡̯̬̮̹̲͕̳̺̜̓̋̕͘ḩ̷̨̡̛͔̪̘͚̞͕͚̘̹͚̻͗͛̈̓̇̉̄̀͂̀͘͠ḫ̴̖̊̏̂̈́̃͆̇̈́̓h̷̨͇̭̰͚̹͂̽͆̌̅͐͌̏̚͝ḩ̵̢̯̗͔̬̙͕̙̥̂̔́̅̄̑̉́͘͘ͅḩ̵̞̠̟͍̭̽̃̾̐̈̍̑̎̚͜͝-̷͉̤̺͍̰͇͍̖̩̽-̴̛͎̹͇̼̻̰̠̼̣̲̮͗̓̆̈́̋͆̑͒̚ͅ-̷̧̘̦̞̼̝̤̹͓̉̏͒̾͆͌̾͛͗-̵͖̰̘̬̻̜̫̾͐̍́͗̏̄̅͐̃ͅ-̷̧̛͛͆́̇̈́́̈́̂̈̈-̵̡̠̝̑̒͋̽̊̋̑͋́̔̂͝͝-̴̡̞̦͙̪̫̭͙̯͓̥̣̘͔̙̓̆͑̒̍̓̈́̇͂̏̌̕͝͠-̸̧͉͕͔̺͉̤̺͒̀̆̈̉͊̏͝-̴̣͒̓̐̍̓́͊̽̐͊̒̅͠-̷̻͎̝̮̦̝̦͚̲͎̍̄͐́͋͂̒̔̿̇̈́̍-̴̨͔͈̯͈̩̙̘̭̀̽͑́̚̚ͅ-̷̡̧̨̯̗͎̭̜̳̝̪̞̅̍͛̂͑̏̏͐͜-̴̨͍̲̠̳̆̃̀̀̂̉-̴̟̺͇͇͑-̶̧̛̙̥̾-̴̨̧̢̗͔̙͚̦͙̯̫̀̆́͝ͅ-̸̨̛̳̬̬͍͉͈̼͙͇̱̳̟̄̅̋̐́̏̇̄͘-̸̢̛͚̯̬̬̙̼̰͔͙̑̀̅̄͘͜-̸̣̙̀̈́̊͛̄́̂̒̉̚̕͘̕͝-̵̢̡̞̜̺̭͎͒͂͌͂͋̓̄́͘͠ͅ-̶̧̙̪͎̆̌̑̚͜-̵̡̩̫̘͇͈̺͙͈̘͕̭͍͖̑̓̒̍̂̇̐̎-̸̨̙̳̫͖͈̑́̐̀̏̑͗͋̂́̚̚ͅ

and silence.

When Klaus' power heads toward one specific sound, at first it sounded like white noise. Sounded like someone had left the TV on, but that TV wasn't working and then nothing.

And this feeling? He's felt it before with Kratos when he first met his mentor. Yuan, too. All the angels that came into this city. Azrael--A fallen angel, but an angel nonetheless also carried this aura with him. Were there another? Perhaps another had arrived in the eclipse?

He winces when he feels the pulsing at his temple start. Mm, but he's able to recollect himself. He isn't sure where his body is leading him, but he walks down the path. He's never moved this quickly before. Not unless he was in a rush. Was he in a rush?

Perhaps he was.

He doesn't have to travel far though, because by the gaping hole smacked down in the center of Spirale, Klaus sees the man. The source of the silence. He's an angel and....And what?

Something is tugging at Klaus' sleeve, beckoning him to approach closer. He doesn't know the man and so he attempts to keep his feet planted. Then it tugs at his him harder and this time Klaus does approach. "You're....an angel. Just like me." There IS something painfully familiar and that's what he meant. He just can't seem to place where.

"Who are you?"

[fcxrcin]

@bimeval

She hears it. The gate opening and closing, then the sound of light footsteps hitting gravel and dirt. My Melody had just left to have some fun in the nice weather, so Hansol didn't think it'd be her. The aura was also much different. Hansol is running down the stairs from the second floor,

"Ah! There you are." She laughs, "I was wondering where you disappeared off to. There was this strange, but super cute little child and apparently she lives here.....too...?" What was that look?

"Sukuna? Are you okay?" Immediate concern takes over and the Gumiho steps forward, head tilted, "Did something happen?"

[rxsurgcnt]

@greatseedling

Bags of groceries are being carried in both hands. She isn't SURE why she has the need to have all of these, but judging by the kind of ingredients she's purchased, she assumes they're meant for a big dinner. For who though?

For....

For who?

She can't seem to remember, but there is a feeling right there, in her chest.

Call it muscle memory, because Corvus has come to a stop at a cottage located in the Mistwood. This....isn't her home.

[daxned]

She's sure her father would like these collections she's found at the beach. She's placing them in her basket. She'll be sure to give them to him if and whenever she arrives.

"..." The smile on her face nearly falters and there's an ache in her chest. Her head feels like it'll split right open, but the pain is dealt with by shoving whatever strange feeling arose and she continues down the sandy beach, humming to herself.

[anghexescu]

Klaus examines his wrist as Aurelius talks. Thank goodness he's silent on his end, because he just might have stuttered and stumbled over his speech. Beat. One, two, and three.

"I see." That's it? That's ALL Klaus managed to say? There must be SOME truth in what Aurelius says, though he's not entirely sure as to why. They don't know each other. Klaus wasn't the kind known to develop any kind of feelings for anyone. That was....Well, ah, he wished Miyena was here. She'd have all the answers. She'd know what to do.

What's even more depressing is how Klaus had nothing to say on the matter. He more than likely looked like a deer caught in headlights. All the more confused only because he can't find any source of assistant by mind-reading (not that he really would have liked jumping in), or anything else for that matter.

Luckily though, Aurelius is back on something Klaus DOES know and that's sparring. Something he enjoyed quite a bit actually.

"Yes, Please." A little too excited?

He doesn't doubt Aurelius. Not one second (his wings may have been proof enough), but if he were really from his world there'd be MORE that Klaus would have been familiar with. He wants to find that.

'will there be any rules to our sparring session?"

「✧」 Blink blink.

Aurelius relaxed and broke into a soft chuckle at the other's reaction.

"My apologies. I was trying to see if we're compatible as companions."

"Results say yes, though it seems the feelings are stronger on my side at the moment."

He flapped his wings to circle around Klaus, sizing him up and down for anything remarkable. There was strength yes, and plenty of divinity, but nothing stood out in particular. The wings still bothered him, but he couldn't place his finger on why.

"Of course, I don't expect you to accept me completely right away, but it's really quite depressing to be rejected..."

It would also mean much more work when he preferred to be lethargic. The last time he put in this much effort was for...yes, his ideal target in a world far away. This trip had been a chance for him to experiment—a process that was still ongoing now.

"That aside, I have an arsenal of combat experience from my time with the holy host. Would you deign to spar with me, Klaus? I'm quite curious about your skills."

Restored abilities didn't mean he could summon his weapon, but he was planning to have Klaus do most of the fighting anyways.

[heclingmuzik]

@salfxsher

There it is again! SOMETHING brushes pass her and Ismael whips her head over her shoulder, ready to call someone out, but AGAIN there's no one. Actually, the one standing behind her is actually Sal. "Oh---Hey. What the heck, I didn't even hear you coming in?" Ismael did leave the door unlocked because she knew Sal was on his way. "Hehehe, look at what I found." She says grinning ear to ear and pulling up a shirt. "It's from the recent musicians that came like last winter! OH man, you would've loved them. Cool Green Peppers was chef kiss. Here--," And she brings the shirt to Sal, inspecting to see if it'll fit him.

...

Hm.

When she looks up though and looks into his eyes, she wonders and actually voices her wonder: "Sal? You okay?"

[sxnburst]

@archaictold

"Zhilan?"

Strange. He never knew Zhilan to be so...withdrawn. In a way at least. He was friendly, easy to talk to, and loved talking about........About what, Sun?

Huh. Well, Sun just knew that Zhilan liked talking about something, but did he REALLY know the guy? Did he really know the sch---Zhilan?

"I wanted to know if you wanted to eat with me? I made sandwiches!" Something had buzzed in the back of his mind throughout his whole adventure in the kitchen, fixing them their lunch. He ignored it and the sandwiches came out looking pretty decent!

[wldrose]

@amoirsetpacis

Kugisaki is scrolling down her phone, inspecting the contact list because MAYBE there's answers here that she doesn't know about. She scrolls all the way down and sees the name Sukuna and while that name sits on her tongue like spoiled milk, she has no idea why. "What a dumb ass name." She muses to herself and scrolls further down. "V.." There he is.

{Text: I have questions and no answers! NO ANSWERSSSSS. I'm comin' your way, you better not be holding coffee!}

That last bit is a joke. She wouldn't run at him and expect to be carried while his hands were full (maybe.)

Kugisaki throws on a jacket and she's setting off to meet one of the adults she doesn't mind hanging around!

He might have some answers anyway, right? Vash was reliable in that sense.

"Hey!" Kugisaki waves when she spots the tall man in view, "I got you a bag of donuts!" Ain't she the best?

[fcxrcin]

I'm sorry... She wants to say. The words doesn't fall from her lips though. Instead, she lowers her head and wraps her right hand around her left arm. Nails dig into her skin and she sighs quietly.

I'm sorry that I tried to take the easy way out.

Truly, she was a coward. She doesn't understand why she would even come close to being interesting to him. Uraume was....

....Uraume...was far more interesting in all the right ways, were they not?

The thought comes in a surprise. Why did her mind even go there? The Gumiho is quick to shove those feelings back down.

"You did. I guess, I just don't understand how and why." Hold back. Keep it down.

"I'm not like you or other spirits that you're familiar with. Perhaps...even compared to those you know very well, I'm just..."

...

"I'm just a watered down version of what I'm supposed to be, I guess."

ㅤThe tension his energy imbued in the air splintered then snapped as though ice, fractioning into harmless floes that allowed room to breathe and which dissolved the illusionary void containing them. Her question earned a huff of a laugh from him, his body language suddenly appearing much more relaxed.

"I already told you." Even when bereft of the nine months of context detailing his prolonged residence in the Hanok, he recognized the evidence of his reason for staying contained in the biwa, the poetry, the suspended ball of foxfire which refracts sunlight -- all personality-artifacts tacitly explaining an ease of being which he scarcely enjoyed across his many centuries, all allowed their rare existences in the open-minded presence of another spirit.

"Because you interest me."

[cladinivcry]

@unyieldingstar

Hair isn't done, bed isn't fixed, and they're certainly not dressed for any visitors and yet here Asuna is, chilling in their bedroom. "Mmm." Eyebrows scrunch up together as they focus on trying to WORK this light, but for whatever reason it seems to keep...well, it's not lighting their cigarette.

"Maybe it's a sign telling me I should stop." They chuckle with a shrug. They are annoyed, but they do a damn good job at keeping it small. Placing the cigarette and lighter down, Indigo sighs and runs their fingers through long wavy hair.

[anghexescu]

@encarnal

Wait--I'm sorry! Please don't leave me. Don't leave me here all alone. I Lo---Wang Yi, please come back.

DON'T LEAVE ME

P̵̮͒l̷͚͐ë̶͈́a̴̰͝s̷͍͗e̷̘͗.̸̬̂.̸̧͛.̷̦̉.̵̱̂.̵̳̓p̸̼͐l̵̳̉e̸̡͗à̷͈-̴̪̄-̸͉́s̷̜̄e̶͖̒.̴̮̎.̴̜̔.̶̛̞.̶͇̃Ḭ̶̂ ̶̩͒d̶̰͝ō̴̪n̴͓̑'̷̨͋t̷̪͋ ̴̼̒w̴̬̄a̵̠̔n̵̛̹t̷̥͛ ̷̛͔t̷͍̉o̷̯͂ ̷̝̽b̸͂͜e̷͍͌ ̶͓͘a̷̫͋ĺ̵̗ó̷͙n̷̻̍e̶̗͊.̴̳̀ ̶̞͂Ī̴͚'̶͔̑m̷̢̐ ̴͈̈́s̸̺̈́c̶̬͠ä̸͔́ṛ̶̚ĕ̷̳d̴̤̈.̵̕ͅ.̵͑ͅ.̷̰͌P̸̤̃l̵̯͑ë̷̥́a̷̱͝s̴̻̀ȩ̶͆ ̵̧͑d̸͖͐o̴̻̽n̸̲͂'̶͓̈́ṫ̶̗ ̷̥̀l̶̐͜e̸̻͐a̶͓̔v̸͖̑e̷̬͂ ̴̳̏m̷͓̎e̸̮̋.̷̪͐ ̸̤̆h̸̹̑e̸̡̛l̸͈̆ṕ̵̻ ̶̞͂m̷̗͑e̸̳̾.̵͖͌.

"!!!!" When Klaus wakes and springs forward, his entire head feels like it's about to crack in half. Hands grab fistful of short curled hair and he pants. Oh, his chest HURTS and in his mild panic he releases his hair with one of his hands and clutches at his chest. There's a silent scream from him as he leans forward, head hung low.

There's an emptiness inside. I say this is fine. It's really whatever, but....I can't even lie to myself 100%. This sucks.

He really overdid it, didn't he? He really pushed himself when Kratos had warned him not to multiple times. It hurts. Everything hurts.

If....I was going to hurt him like this in the first place, I shouldn't have gotten close. What would have been the point? What did I hope to gain from all of it? Why? There really was no point. I'm going to die, either way. I...shouldn't have gotten close. I should know better.

Klaus exhales a shaky breath. Someone's here. SOMEONE IS here, but his body won't let him move. He can't look up. All he can do is hear the muffled sound of someone talking to him. He can't make out their words.

It doesn't matter what they say or think. I will always be a monster through and through. The Ashen Demon was my nickname for a reason. No....remember what was said---

Heelllo, can you hear me?

Klaus gasps softly and finally he's able to look at the source. That voice. It sounds familiar. He's...his thoughts...

"You're..." He can't even speak. "Where am I?" Last thing he remembered was taking a walk down the Boardwalk. Perhaps that had been a bad idea, but they're now in a much quieter place.