(catchall / open)

[paraselenes]

WHO: dimitri & others
WHERE: misc.
WHEN: november!
WHAT: event stuff, etc! feel free to ask me for a starter over at my plotting comment, or just wildcard me whatever, i love wildcards
WARNINGS: will update as necessary

November Event & Tasks outside catch-all

• w/Childe
  
• w/Augustine
  
• w/Lottie
  
• w/Felix
  
• w/Fukawa
  
• w/Joonghyuk
  
• w/D

Comments

flower gossip + possible questing (if anything needs to be edited lemme know!)

[spaceassassin]

[ there are quicker methods to acquiring knowledge here – gossip, more like – than wasting nondescript hours wandering the many districts of stygia. the netherwork is meant to be some sort of beacon for free flowing communication. keith tried it, once, and instantly regretted ever entrusting shiro’s well being in a handful of strangers. he’s doing much the same now, actually, except it feels like he’s accomplishing more by putting his feet to the street and digging for information himself.

funny he should feel that way, considering he’s acquired nothing useful thus far. well, except a companion who may or may not prove to be useful.

seems the coughing fits are affecting more than just a few. apparently, even the netherworld isn’t immune to epidemics. recurring ones, too. the last restless that indulged them? Giggled with lacking concern, prattling on about it being a sickness of the heart and that they ought to be with those they love, before continuing on her way. keith stares after her for an extended moment, only to scoff dismissive and… pouty. the crossed arms only accentuate the mood. ]

… Dunno what she’s talking about. It’s obviously something with the lungs.

[ on cue, he gives a little cough, throat twinging. ]

But maybe it’s not a big deal. If it’s happened before, people get better.

[ … everyone gets better…? ]

it's perfect ty!!

[paraselenes]

[ At first, he'd taken the strange cough as something that spread through the dingy jail cells so many people were packed into. But it's clear that it's something that goes beyond that—some reoccurring malfeasance here to make their lives more difficult, again.

He tries not to be too concerned, but he knows the dangers of a plague, and the lighthearted dismissal from their latest "informant" is not encouraging. Is she saying that they should spend their final days with their loved ones...? Is she just messing with them? Either way, he sighs, only lightly despairing. Just two guys, pouting at their total lack of progress. ]

If it's all the same to you, I'd rather not take her word for it.

[ Please. ]

I've heard there are tonics that can help ease the symptoms, but I do not know that they are a cure. Or even very effective. [ ... ] It seems we haven't learned much at all here.

[spaceassassin]

[ likely not a cure and possibly ineffective; ah yes, excuse keith’s lack of enthusiasm. ]

If people would just say what they mean…

[ instead of half-answers, tangents and pseudo-riddles. by the way, yes, he is still pouting, standing there in the street with his arms crossed, fingers impatiently tapping at his elbow. he gives up on watching miss unhelpful disappear amongst the hustle and bustle of the marketplace and turns his head to give dimitri a glance. he blows out a heavy breath. ]

Do you know anyone who’s used the tonics? Because that’s better than nothing… but only if I don’t have to be the guinea pig first.

[paraselenes]

[ well keith they do have the option of getting stoned now. is that what you want. the fantasy kush. ]

A woman I know has been experimenting with some. I think I recall a few that she suggested.

[ So in this case, Lottie was the guinea pig. ]

Though I will tell you in advance, I do not spend any coin at the market here. So we will need to either labor for these potions, or look for another solution.

[ He's not sure if Keith is up for that, but he poses the option anyway. He seems like the type to be willing to do a few chores and get his hands dirty, based on the edge of attitude he has, but Dimitri won't force him into anything. ]

[spaceassassin]

[ poss… ibly…? forget the restricted lungs and occasional petal; zoning out from the lunacy of the netherworld altogether sounds pretty good. ]

Depends on the labor.

[ clear directions work wonders on keith. he operates much better when he has a goal to shoot for, so that’s all it takes for his pouting to subside, expression clearing into something more interested, more determined. ]

Do you mean running errands to gather supplies for the potions themselves or does this lady have specific tasks in mind?

[ is she a frequent flier of the infamous notice board? because this boy here regularly subscribes. ]

[paraselenes]

[ forget quests, time to find some weed oil

But no, Dimitri certainly means quests. ]

...I think the notice board should earn us sufficient enough coin to buy what we need.

[ On Dimitri's part, he'd probably just keep his stash of coins and live without the potion, but it's an idea. Keith does seem the sort to prefer to go out and act on something rather than milling on nothing, but he doesn't want to assume. ]

If you wouldn't mind a bit of laboring, that is. [ also i'm good with any of the tasks or waiting until the new ones go up c:! ]