wrathfulkhan: (I fucked up. I've fucked up. // chatvert)
Temujin "Gene" Khan ([personal profile] wrathfulkhan) wrote in [community profile] ioduanlogs2018-06-09 11:04 am

Was that a shark on the conveyor belt?

Characters: Gene Khan, Miles Upshur, Aly Haskell, and y'all
Date: throughout June
Location: Aifaran and environs
Situation: Junebugs be buggin'.
Warnings/Rating: Prompt A: Depression/grief and unhealthy coping mechanisms

[A] | Gene | outside Aifaran | June 14 | closed to Pepper
Gene is just...gone.

With Tony's disappearance, Gene did what he does best, which was disappear, too, and hide himself. Being alone was safe, and he'd been alone for a while before he came here. Why not be alone again? He's used to it. It's fine.

(It's not fine.)

He has no control over anything, and he knows that. For someone who desperately needs to control some element of his life, especially about his family, this is something that hits too close to home and makes him spiral.

The only option is to run, and not think. Don't think. Don't ever think. Don't ever think again. Grief can only strike if you think, and if you don't think, there's no grief.

He doesn't want to be here anymore. He doesn't want to be in Aifaran. He doesn't want to be on Earth. He doesn't want to be anywhere.

Being in this little abandoned shack, shielded and invisible, is close enough to not-being.

[B] | Miles | throughout Aifaran | early June | open
Miles is walking down the street with his headphones in, and he's in a surprisingly good mood. He's got the scent of a story in his nose, and that's cheered him up immensely. Sure, he's gonna be making another enemy, but he's glad to have the kind of determination that only a new story can fix.

He's in such a good mood, in fact, that he starts to sing to himself as he walks, which eventually turns into dancing, which eventually ends in a park. Some bemused locals clap, and when the song's over and he realizes he has an audience, he laughs a little and bows. He's blushing a little, but you can't be embarrassed if you have no shame. Own it, Miles, own it.

[C] | Miles | Verdant Sentry HQ | early June | closed to Valdis
Time to get involved with the cops. Miles does not like cops, and the feeling is quite frankly mutual. It takes a little bit of doing, and a little bit of the Sentry jerking him around (assholes), before he finally gets to talk to Valdis.

"Hi," he says, waving at her. "You free a minute? You better be, after all the shit I just got."

[D] | Aly | outside Aifaran | early June | open
There's an odd creature outside the city. Well - odder than the creatures already here. It's not native, to be sure. An Earth-native might recognize it as a maned wolf, but...hello, there's something different about it. It's got two spiraling gazelle horns coming out of its head.

And it's stalking some completely oblivious bibiru.

[E] | Aly | throughout Aifaran | throughout June | open
Aly's learned her lesson about parkour for now, ever since dropping straight into the drink. Doesn't mean she doesn't go up on the rooftops every so often, especially at night. She likes to lie down and see the stars. They're strange here, but no stranger than they are Otherside, on the rare times she's been able to see them. The bubble they're in shines like the aurora borealis sometimes, and that makes her eyes water (she's not crying).

[F] | Aly | throughout Aifaran | throughout June | open
At other times, Aly's trying to be normal. She's trying to calm her anger down, and sometimes it even works. It's frowned upon to walk around obviously armed, but some days she takes her copper-headed mace with her, its iron core a deterrent to any faeries. You never could tell around here. She never, ever leaves her belt and its pouch behind, though. The antler knife inside it hurts a little to be near, and hurts worse for her to hold, but she won't risk being without it. It's death and blood, but it's necessary. And she works on sharpening it from time to time; not to harm anyone here, but for what she needs to do when she returns.



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wolfishflame: (Watch your six // hollow_art)

[personal profile] wolfishflame 2018-06-20 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Aly nods. "Yeah. And from place to place. Time can get...weird." Days have passed Otherside in only a night; she knows that well. What's to say it's not the same here, just...a lot slower?

How long would she be here this time? Forever?

"Maybe it'll even go backwards," she says, trying to make a joke.
rutility: (eep)

[personal profile] rutility 2018-06-20 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Rutile's eyes widen at the suggestion, only to narrow in concentration a moment later. A hand goes to their chin as they consider it, their attention hardly on Aly anymore. "That would be an experience," Rutile says. "I've heard that curious things happen near the barrier; do you think it's possible that's one of them?"
wolfishflame: (What // hollow_art)

[personal profile] wolfishflame 2018-06-21 12:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe," Aly says, thinking about it. She'd never seriously considered the idea of turning back the clock...but if she could...if she could.

That'd fix a lot of her problems.

She grins. "Wanna go find out?"
rutility: (speak)

[personal profile] rutility 2018-06-23 11:56 am (UTC)(link)
Rutile's eyes widen at the suggestion and their scrutiny flicks back to Aly. No one they've spoken to, so far, has had quite as much interest in the edges of this realm's map. That's fine, the prospect is risky, and good sense says to stay put.

But Rutile's curiosity has ever been their strongest trait. "Absolutely," they say, a smile on their face and a shine in their eye.
wolfishflame: (Watch your six // hollow_art)

[personal profile] wolfishflame 2018-07-01 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
'Reckless' is a word that's been applied to Aly, and not without good reason. She tends to go off half-cocked, running into situations with plans half-formed - at least, when she's like this. When she's more herself - whatever 'herself' is, these days - she's more careful. But right now, she wants to go explore.

"Okay, she says, and cracks her knuckles. "Let's go."
rutility: (hm)

[personal profile] rutility 2018-07-01 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Rutile has no such convictions. Harder than steel, there's very little that can touch them, and less that can damage. In another world, Rutile was more careful about acting without thinking, but it's hard to find the instinct for self-preservation when there's no one relying on their survival anymore. They feel no responsibility for Aly; the invitation came from her, after all.

When Aly joins them they set off in the first direction they think will take them out of the city. "I confess," they say, "I don't know where exactly we're headed. The maps I've seen don't have more than the general areas marked."