murdergate | SPACE COAST: PRIVATE CONVO: TEMENOS

[ nodd stands inside of Book 'Em, snacking on kale chips. ]

A bad boy named Mandi...

[ doubtful tone. staring at display stand for The Gloaming. he's changed into this. ]

Edited 2024-03-05 00:08 (UTC)

[ temenos is in the medbay!!! like a good boy!! soon after the trial, he disappeared for a little while - however, when nodd comes by, he'll find him resting in one of the cots, writing in his notebook.

he glances up, and then nods to him in greeting. ]

Nodd. Good evening.

Just another Monday on the good ol' Eudora.

[ said after kicking the door that has locked them tight in the new hippitea shop. he murmurs ] Sorry. [ to one of the rabbit robots that was maybe caught off guard.

today, nodd's hair has grown to floor-length and has been resistant to blades. it's braided and tucked into his belt. ]

Nodd.
It's foolish to ask if you're alright, but I wanted to check in with you all the same.

[ perhaps they were about to step into hoppitea because that's such a fun place for them. this is what nodd deserves, despite already having been apparently dipped into a vat of artificial cherry juice and left to soak. he's an obnoxious, hot pink all over. blinding. don't look at him.

the memory begins in the middle of everything. the set dressing is hazy, shelving and wine barrels and hookah pipes knocked over, the coals rolling and scorching round burns onto the already slain bodies littering the floor. blood slops around the corpses, diluting the spilled liquor. a man in dark leather armor lifts his sword above a youth maybe ten years his junior. the kid already has a split lip, a missing ear, a limp arm on the same side.

a blur of motion beside the swordsman and his drops his weapon before he can strike a finishing blow. blood pours from a fresh gash across his forearm. less than a breath later, another blur--the man doubles over from an apparent strike to his stomach.

nodd, much younger and in simple garb, eyes without the permanent dark mask surrounding them, stands between the hurt boy and the mercenary.

somewhere else in the room--the basement? a lounge? smoke builds, a fire set. ]

… Ah. This, huh.

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[ the medbay? nah. his room? never. where will people perhaps not look for him? the arcade. where he just was. this has nothing to do with wanting to play str**t f**ghter 2. the manner in which he spins the joystick is menacing. ]

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[ have you ever seen anyone look more like a fish out of water than temenos mistral in station rodin. he's in the area with the gambling parlor, just kind of

taking everything in. wow..... there's a lot happening here...... ]

[ temenos has found one of nodd's favorite places to hotbox alone. the laundry. ]

Oh. Hey.

[ cold so it's sweater time. that's the only reason, as nodd has never educated himself--perhaps on purpose?--as to correct church-going attire.

besides, he's only here to see temenos, anyway. asking throné about what he could do yesterday was fruitless. (haha, all that 'friend' stuff, the half-elf doth protest too much!) this will be him attempting to figure it out all on his own. ]

Hey, Inquisitor.

[ love arrow hell continues

by which i mean we're in the food court, at least for now. nodd may have noticed that temenos is not particularly affectionate or touchy, particularly not in public, but he does stay in his orbit much more than he does to almost anyone besides throné. so, that's his logic and reasoning for the suggestion of - ]

...Why not take dinner back to the room, then? [ let him indulge nodd as they're waiting by the kitty robots for snacks. ]

[ peering into the arcade on his rounds... what are you up to, nodd. ]

[ happy week six! temenos is out and about this morning....? actually, he's out in the jungle biome. it's hot and kind of sticky. why is he here.

the answer, as it turns out is that temenos is currently getting headbutted by this.

the good news is that it's roughly the size of a horse and definitely doesn't seem aggressive. in fact, it just kind of headbutts him repeatedly and he's like - half laughing, half trying to grab it by the antlers to get it to stop.

what is happening here ]

[ with powers semi-back, where could temenos expect to find nodd but the combat room?

maybe a sound check instead of fit as he's just in sweats and a tank. he's practicing his flash-stepping. he sets up a room of dummies and he's darting from one to the next. knocks a mannequin over with a lifted leg slamming them in the chest. he hops onto the next's shoulders, clenching its neck with his thighs before he drops straight down and uses momentum to throw the dummy into the wall. he summons a trickle of his water wave--a frown. he replaces that failed attack with a palm strike that shudders through the rubber and plastic. no bones to break. ]

Edited 2024-04-10 13:55 (UTC)

[ i don't care if we have other pcs going. here, have anotha one.

nodd has been hanging with kosmo, hanging in the hall, hovering. he has given throné and thus temenos the widest berth. let the siblings handle this. let them lick their wounds. but he can't maintain the distance forever. eventually, once temenos has been stabilized, he has to duck in. find a moment the priest is left alone to... ruin the solitude. ]

Hey.

Edited 2024-04-11 20:04 (UTC)

[ wowee a friday with no murder! it's a friday!!

temenos is walking more like himself today - he's still unsteady on his new leg, and using his staff like a walking stick - but weirdly

when he sees nodd he just like. turns around and starts walking the other direction. goodbye. except he's slow because he's injured. anyway. GOODBYE ]

[ titan's call eventually stops serving alcohol, at like two or something in the morning, but you know what doesn't stop serving? the bottle you take with you and promise thebe will be returned.

he's a shambles when his feet take him to the room temenos and mizuki don't even sleep in. sits heavy, right there on the floor in the hallway outside. why not? ]

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[ let's go for the wetbar. by which i mean temenos is wandering around, still kind of hobbling, staff in hand - when he spots nodd, he pauses and backtracks over towards him. ]

Why did I have a feeling I might find you here...?

[ the battle is over and won(?) as much as can be expected. and surely there has been time to calm down, to address grievous wounds either emotional or physical. but some things are leftover. nothing is ever easily resolved in a nine hour period.

and nodd has decided he doesn't truly care about what's wise or temperate anymore (threatening aura).

he seeks out temenos. and maybe finds him in the church? ]

Hello again, Inquisitor.

WEEK 1; MONDAY

w1 saturday

w2 monday

w2, friday

w3; monday

week 3 ; saturday, post-trial

w4, monday

week 4; saturday, post-execution

week 5 ; tuesday

w5, wednesday

w5, saturday