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lumine, teyvat's glorified errand girl ([personal profile] unalign) wrote in [community profile] logs2022-11-08 11:26 am

( closed ) sharp enough to kill a man

WHO: Lumine + others
WHERE: around Stygia + the Gallows
WHEN: November
WHAT: event shenanigans + notice board things
WARNINGS: 99% chance of violence because of Lumine's life choices

[ ooc: closed starters will go here. if you want a custom starter, send me a PM or comment on my plotting post and let's hash things out. ]
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[personal profile] uncourteous 2022-11-08 08:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ there was evidently something peculiar going on in this place. that shouldn't have been of any real surprise, no, but the thought that this place could unload even more on them was ... kind of impressive in its own right. as far as he is aware, he doesn't know of any sickness that leads to these effects. not that he's seen in people or felt himself. at least not prior to his arrival here, or what he's come to know of it.

while he doesn't think it's severity is anything too extreme at this time, he doesn't doubt the potential for it to increase in intensity.

at this stage, however, maybe he should be relieved at how mild it's been. which is why he's actually been wanting to focus his time and energy in something, if just to derail his own focus on his feelings or the growing discomfort he felt.

... and so while lumine appears at an opportune time, he sees that she...??? there's a pause as he seems to stare at her a second too long.
] About time you stopped putting on an act. [ he's about to say more...

to his token Mean Girl, but instead, he continues:
] But, even I have feelings. [ he's serious, but also not serious. it's obvious he's just trying to tease or make her feel bad. but, despite that, it doesn't completely mask the concern on his features. ]
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[personal profile] uncourteous 2022-11-08 09:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ he scoffs at her greeting.

it's a strange sensation to be called that here in this place. "your highness." for something he's heard all his life and for him to stop being used to it in just a few weeks, he curses the resilience of the human mind. regardless, he decides not to focus on that, instead, he focuses on the sound of her coughs. it's palpable on her features despite everything that appears a bit more tired. even with her own quips back at him, it seems to lack something he can't quite put a finger on.

or maybe he's just using his own standards to judge. regardless, he sticks to his instincts and the clear fact that she was obviously ill. despite knowing the answer, he continues:
] You've got a lot of grit to still argue in a situation like this. [ he says nonchalantly. but, it's true a little blood never bothered him.

that said, he reaches into his pocket, if just to offer a handkerchief. it surprises him how he still has one despite everything.
] Here, take this.
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[personal profile] uncourteous 2022-11-08 10:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ her statement is oddly comforting in a situation like this. there were a lot of unknowns in this land. a mysterious sickness, a lack of cure beyond word of mouth, and the various undertakings of people just struggling to survive. ... and yet, she remained persistent and steadfast.

it spoke a lot to her character, he thinks. or she could just want the last word, but even that was a bit relatable. but, maybe it's fortunate that he doesn't express any of these sentiments out loud; just permitting them to stay within his own headspace. his considerations aside:
] Why does that sound like you have every intention of arguing with me moving forward?

[ but, at the last bit. ] Don't feel burdened and just use it as you please. I don't need it back. [ he seems to mean it as reaches over, almost about to touch at a bit of blood on her lip, but instead pulls back a bit short with a touch of a smile as he seems to be waiting for her to use it. ]
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[personal profile] declass 2022-11-08 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, let's.

[ at least for rosa, the effect hasn't hit her nearly as hard. it's probably a blessing on many levels, but as much of a blessing that not being attached to too many people here can be.

still, though... she casts lumine a worried glance. she doesn't know her that well, but lumine's demeanor kind of implies that she might be the type to run into danger no matter what. it's very admirable, and there's a small surge of jealousy that hits rosa at the thought. she'll try to ignore it. ]


I wonder how many guards are posted...?
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[personal profile] lackluster 2022-11-09 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Something's wrong with the way this entire scenario is going down. Even someone like Tartaglia can see that the arrests are nothing more than smoke and mirrors, but as for what they might be concealing, he has no idea. This has already ruined a perfectly good and wholesome celebration thrown together for the "grand opening" of the apartment complex he now lives in, but what's more— they didn't stop there.

They aren't just messing with people he was getting to know, but now they're messing with someone he knows very well.

One way or another, he's made his way to the Stygia to get in the way of the arrests. Causing trouble is what he's good at, so once he catches sight of a familiar blonde girl not too far in the guards' pursuit, he's on the move almost immediately, tailing after them. Thank Archons he's spent some time earlier on to familiarize himself with the streets so taking detours aren't too complicated right now.

(Maybe it also helps that he isn't the one coughing up petals, even if a weird tickle in his throat won't go away.)

It's not long before he's managed to get ahead of the wild goose chase, but instead of getting the chance for an amazing entrance, he looks up just in time to hear the warning: Look out! And before he knows it, Lumine launches herself into the air, bringing with her a rainfall of cecilia flower petals.

Tartaglia can't help but smirk at what he's seeing, and of course, because he is the way he is, he catches her effortlessly before she crashes into someone else. ]


Hey there, girlie. [ Guess who's carrying her like a princess now? ] Missed me that much?

[ Not that he gets a chance to hear her answer since the guards are coming right next. He murmurs a quick, hold on tight, before sprinting forward. Time to make a quick exit. ]
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[personal profile] uncourteous 2022-11-09 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
You make me sound lonely. [ which, despite his statement, is an emotion he supposes all human beings were susceptible too. as much as he'd like to believe his body was made up of the same iron he wielded, he knows better than the presume that to ever be the case. he supposes everyone had their weaknesses and vulnerabilities. a fact he doesn't like to ponder on and all the same, he says it as if it meant nothing to him.

still, with practiced ease, he moves past it quickly enough. instead, focusing on her second like of inquiry.
]

Would you believe me if I said it was to see you? [ obviously, it isn't the case. but, whatever his original purpose was, it seemed to simmer and sink below the surface of whatever thoughts he was presently having.

even if he hasn't fully said it, he was curious to her present state. she didn't look too good and for some reason, he can't say he got any pleasure in seeing her suffer. what was it with the women around him always having some sort of illness...

except, in this, he doesn't think she's lying just to make him have his presence scarce.
]
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[personal profile] lackluster 2022-11-11 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The harsh cough, followed by the flurry of white petals, only serve to tighten Tartaglia's hold around Lumine, protective and secure. Whatever is going around seems to have affected her too so that just means he has to be careful while handling her, nevermind how difficult it is to mind his step when the harbours are pretty crowded thanks to all the arrests going down. It seems even in death, people can't help themselves but watch incoming tragedies. ]

No can do.

[ His answer is quick and brief as he keeps up the pace, wanting to put as much distance between them and the guards coming from behind. He hasn't quite figured out where to go just yet but maybe somewhere in Serene might be easier to lose them. Luckily, even with someone in his arms, his speed is something he can continuously rely on. ]

What did you even do to piss them off? I thought I was the bad guy here.

[ You know, he really shouldn't be talking so much while running, but it shows how much he isn't worried about getting caught... ]
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[personal profile] declass 2022-11-11 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
I see... so, we move as quickly and quietly as we can. Hopefully we can avoid the guards, but if not then we should try not to make a commotion. [ ... ] Although that may be easier said than done.

[ it would be best to slip past the guards without alerting anyone, but if that were simple then there wouldn't be a point in jails. and the risk of knocking one out is that another might uncover them. but it may be a risk they'll have to take.

rosa sighs at the messy attempt at planning; she can't say she's an expert at this sort of thing, and she can only hope her inexperience doesn't get in the way. ]


We can take your lead, but if something seems drastically different from how it was setup before, we may need to back out to somewhere else.
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[personal profile] declass 2022-11-12 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ if lumine had time to explore them, then rosa would seriously question the security of this prison. so, she can't really fault her for not-- one of the last things on your mind should be taking the scenic route when you're escaping. ]

Ready.

[ there isn't much point in dragging it out even if she wasn't. the longer they stay in one spot, the higher chance they are to get caught-- might as well rip the bandaid off and get moving. ]

Just be careful, okay?
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[personal profile] uncourteous 2022-11-12 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ this may be the first time he’s ever felt like he’s garnered any sort of positive reaction from her. after all, as blind as he pretends to be, it was clear she had her reservations about him. not that he blamed her, per se.

his only real consolation in all of this was the fact that at least she didn’t perceive him as a cold-blooded killer as another lady had in the past. just that thought alone makes his throat a little itchy. more susceptible to whatever sickly inclinations they had in the prior days and weeks. but it’s one he swallows down easily enough, especially as he settles back to their conversation. her expression of surprise easily leaving an impression on him; one he remembers even as she shifts her attention on her words.

his eyes watch as yet another petal escapes from her. he’s never ever expected that the appearance of some flower-laden disease would instill this much innate discomfort in him. naturally, there’s a bit of worry that penetrates through his eyes, but as anxious as he is, he still holds back.

at least a little.

when she speaks that does remind him of:
] And what if you were the only one I’ve ever uttered such sweet words to? [ he says it, but there’s a touch of humor to his tone. ] But, [ he seems to study her as he levels his gaze. ] how did it make you feel? [ he figures it doesn’t hurt to try. if it made her feel better…

maybe it was worth it.
]
Edited 2022-11-12 08:03 (UTC)
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[personal profile] lackluster 2022-11-12 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Despite Lumine's distress, Tartaglia shows no signs of slowing down anytime soon. He does, however, look incredulously at the one he's got in his arms. What does she mean by putting her down before they lose sight of her? Isn't the whole point to get away? ]

What are you talking about? I'm not going to let them catch you.

[ All that squirming is only making him hold onto her even tighter. She seems so frail, but maybe that's just a figment of his imagination. ]

Besides, you don't look so good. You've been coughing since I saw you.
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[personal profile] orobashi 2022-11-12 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
( The breeze by the water is nostalgic, even if it is lacking for a variety of reasons.

Kokomi is waiting patiently by the harbor, arms folded as she thinks. She's lost deep in thought, currently going over every possible plan she could imagine in her head. She's expecting the Traveler any moment now, after the text message she had sent that morning:

Dearest Traveler,

I hope you are doing well. I've heard some talk of strange illness moving through the crowds. But that's not why I'm contacting you now.

If you would be willing, I'd like to meet at the harbor in the early afternoon. I have some ideas I can only discuss with you in person regarding recent incidents.

Sincerely,
Sangonomiya Kokomi


In the meantime, she'll think deeply about her prison escape plans. Each and every outcome has to be taken into account, after all. )

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