001 ✧ how they move in silence.

[clarius]

FEATURING Lorem Laurel and OPEN. With some closed prompts for Alex (priwen), Kilgrave (kiljoy), Mitsuha (miyamizu), and Akira (beguiledcard).

WHAT'S HAPPENING? Wanting to be of use to the town now that she's had a chance to settle in, Lorem decides to be proactive by meeting people and seeing if they need a hand from her. It goes well as one would expect.

DAY 012.

CONTENT WARNINGS Possible references for character death. Descriptions of someone having a mild panic attack in the third prompt. Kilgrave is here too so.

NOTES Both prose and brackets are welcomed, I'll match whatever the other player's preferred style is. If you’d like your own closed prompt/interaction with Lore, please feel free to hit up my plurk or my HMD.

background.

[ during the hours of the early morning, a message is sent to the network: ]

un: liaison.laurel

Hello everyone!

My name is Lorem and I'm one of the assigned knitters for the town.

I thought as a good way to meet you all while helping out in any way I can, I’lll be visiting the houses to see if anyone needs any of their clothes or jumpsuits mended during early until the afternoon. It'll be free of charge so don't worry about needing to pay me back or anything!

If anyone has any clothes or materials they'll like me to fix, please have them ready when I drop by the houses. Any questions can be directed to my inbox and I'll get back to you soon as I can. Thank you!

i; visits (morning).

[ lorem will be spending around an hour or so at each house to mend or fix any clothes or sheets or the like that are in need of repairs. starting at her place - house one (1) - of course. wouldn't be fair if her housemates didn't get first dibs.

how she makes herself known to any residents at the house she's visiting - without making any noise at that - is going to be the painful fun part of her day. most likely she'll try to find the closest window and wave frantically at it in hopes someone notices that.

she just won't be visiting her fellow arrivals either. lorem can be spotted working with the townspeople who are from this world, helping them out by mending ruined sheets or torn socks and scarves. she seems most at ease with the children who will attempt to engage her in conversation while she's atwork. ]

ii; visits (afternoon).

[ when she completes her rounds and answers any messages that she still needs to answer, lorem decides to use the afternoon for herself. there are some individuals she's been meaning to check on after she's gotten the chance to meet them so this seems like the perfect time to see how they are.

... though this is the part where she realises she has no idea where their houses are. even after she's visited them.

well now.

an embarrassed looking lore can be found around town, wandering near the houses and other public areas. her head is swivelling around as if in search of something (or someone) in particular. perhaps that's why she looks so excited when she catches sight of your character, those big blue eyes of hers lighting up in pleasant surprise as she makes her way to them with a friendly wave. ]

iii;; special prompt (two responders max, please!)

[ at some point, lorem finds verdrel square.

up until now she- she hasn't gotten a chance to really explore the town, to really see what's here in remis. she didn't think a place like verdrel square could exist given the circumstances of the town. with how the rest of the town appears she half-expected the square to be brown and grey, choked full of dead plants and potential.

except here it is. green as spring and cheery as summer. if not for the iron grip she has on her basket of sewing materials, there is a good chance she would have dropped the thing and caused a ruckus.

the sight of area stuns lorem for a good number reasons. not only because it seems so jarring in this sleepy and admittedly foreboding but she's never seen this much green before. not with how her world is a dying one, the introduction of decaydium - creathil, she inexplicably corrects herself - has caused the natural resources of the world to dwindle into almost nothing so the grounds were barren and some bodies of waters were tinted a strange dark purple that wasn't safe for humans or animals to consume. it really makes her realise she isn't home anymore. she no longer on dust tumbles. she's no longer on (her) earth. she isn't even on the lornful light with her friends or crew members that she's gotten to know for the last six years and... and...

one is most likely to find her kneeling by the fountain, tears running down her cheeks while she tries to compose herself while keeping a hand over her mouth to prevent any noises from slipping out of her distressed form. ]

iv; closed prompts

[ there will be top-levels that will be reserved for certain characters as these have been arranged ahead of time! these are going to happen throughout the day. ]

Comments

( for mitsuha. )

[clarius]

[ since running across mitsuha at the party, lorem couldn’t help but worry for her. she’s so young and something about the girl made lorem’s mother henning instincts kick into overdrive. it made sense for her to see how she’s been faring and if she’s in need of anything.

… if only she knew where her house is. she has a feeling she’s going to be wandering around for a while until she either runs across the girl herself or meets someone who happens to know where mitsuha is staying. ]

[zom]

[ mitsuha is in house number two, and it's right as she's leaving to go and gather some food when she notices lorem in the area. a familiar face--one mitsuha is happy to see! she smiles and gives lorem a wave before taking her device out of her pocket and quickly typing: ]

Lorem-san!
Good morning! How are you doing?

[clarius]

[ there she is!

lorem's face brightens up thanks to the sudden and sunny smile that pops up on her face. the sunniness of her grin only matched by the joy in her eyes as she hurries forward to where mitsuha is.

after taking a moment to read her message, lorem takes out her own to give a reply: ]

I'm doing great. I know this is going to sound silly but I've been simply wandering around, trying to help people sew their clothes. Have to show proactiveness after all. You? Are you well?

[zom]

[ oh no...lorem is so kind, one of the kindest people mitsuha's met here so far. ]

You are, too? I've been working on a few projects myself!
I think I'm doing a lot better than when we first met.
Maybe I'm just getting used to the environment now...?

[clarius]

[ lorem's eyes light up in delight as she reads the message, happy to hear (ah, see) that mitshua is doing well these days. maybe adapting to the environment is why she's been thriving. whatever the care, lorem is relieved to see her happy as she can be in their circumstances.

now with her head cocked in interest, lore points to the message that speaks about projects: ]

Can I hear about them? I would love to help you out if you'll allow me.

[zom]

[ ah... she's such a kind woman? mitsuha smiles and nods in delight, biting her tongue before she lets out a little "yeah!" and then shows her the hem of her top. ]

It's nothing special, but I'm trying to see if I can add some ruffles to this!
Also, it got torn a few days ago, so I managed to patch it up ^^

( for alex. )

[clarius]

[ she hasn’t heard from him in a while.

usually lore doesn’t mind not being in contact with others for a long time - a lot of the crew members on the lornful light tried to be the lone wolf type. something she had gotten used to over time. (if only to keep herself from tearing her hair out in frustration whenever she couldn't find them to sign something.)

but something about alex’s absence is worrying her a lot. no doubt thanks to their last conversation, lorem feels only anxiety and concern if she finds herself wondering where alex has gone off too.

given what her agenda for the day is, it seems like the perfect chance to to drop by the house he’s staying in to see how he is. ]

[priwen]

[ Luckily for the both of them, Alex had elected to stay in his assigned room for the day. While the process of death and revival is not something he's unused to, he remembers every instance of it. It isn't pleasant.

He's seated before the table in his room, needle and thread set out before him while he works on a commission. A sword and shield have been placed next to the table' legs, and a doll sits on a corner of the table. Other than these, his quarters are barren - spartan, perhaps.

Alex sees her out of the corner of his eye, but opts to finish up a stitch before he sets his work down. Lorem gets a wave and a slight smile. ]

[clarius]

[ the doll, of course, is what catches her attention the most when she enters his room takes a minute to take in the surroundings. one can see lore visibly perk up at the sight of it, her eyes lighting up with something akin to joy and awe, but she squashes any urge to squee and coo because alex, lore. remember?

alex. she's here for alex. she quickly reminds herself to ask about the cute doll after pleasantries are exchanged...!

she fishes out her device from her bag to type out a message while she makes her way towards him. ]

Alex! It's good to see you again. Are you well?

[priwen]

[ He notices the change in her expression, though doesn't quite understand why. Never mind it, no doubt she'll tell him later. ]

Hello.

I'm okay. Have been sewing for a while.

How are you?

[clarius]

Better these days. I've been trying to help out around the town and I like to think my efforts are going well enough.

[ she would rap her knuckles to not jinx herself but- sound. ] And you? I hope I'm not bothering you since it seems like you're doing something too.

[priwen]

I'm sure they are. You're very helpful.

[ Its a testament to his unfamiliarity with technology that he phrases his words almost like a letter: ]

No, you're not bothering me. I was merely a little bored.

Did you want to do something together?

[ One other reason that he's resting is that he died but that's. Not something he wants to bring up right now. ]

( for akira. )

[clarius]

[ if you asked lorem how on earth she managed to loose her footing on flat and even ground, she honestly wouldn’t know how to respond. she'd be too busy trying not to die from shame.

one minute she’s minding her own business, going down the path to reach her destination. and the next minute she finds herself slipping and almost tumbling to the ground.

she doesn’t. by some measure of luck and miracle, she finds her footing again to keep herself from face planting unto the ground like she’s thirteen again but the jolt of fear she feels is strong enough to make her think fear-danger-help.

her 'powers' kick in.

a shield forms around her, the light of day catching the pearlescent colours of the see through dome as it forms over her head and begins to spiral down. the air around her smells like ozone, sharp and clean, as the shield is completed and situates over the flustered ex-liaison.

maybe if she’s lucky enough no one is around to see it but oh no shit there is.

there’s someone nearby. a man...? a young man if his appearance is anything to go by. ]

…

[ she raises her hand and waves because this is her life now. ]

sob the tab for this... apparently got closed, until it dawned on me that i NEVER REPLIED...

[beguiledcard]

[ Honestly, seeing that shield is... startling.

It reminds him so much of Alexandre, he. Actually winds up staring a couple of seconds longer than he normally would? But it's after a couple of blinks, he's giving her a wave in return, a somewhat awkward smile surfacing.

Frankly, it's a gentle sort of look meant to convey a lighthearted message of: it's fine, we're all doing great around here, amirite?

With that, he walks over, pulls out the device -- he's super glad they can sync right up -- and sends her a message. ]

I'm glad you're okay.

it's cool!! excited for this thread o /

[clarius]

[ this could have been worse. she tries to tell herself that over and over again as she straightens herself up, looking back at him with a deer in the headlights look.

he isn't running away. he doesn't seem angry. this is a better reaction than, say, leeds' when she first had done this.

she startles when she sees that she's gotten a message on her device, her big blue eyes darting back and forth between his and her device. the anxiety and anticipation she feels is clear on her face as she hesitantly pulls it out to read what he had sent her. he waved back at her. that's a good thing. surely he wouldn't-

oh.

okay.

lorem can be seen visibly relaxing when she reads his words, shooting him a more open, friendly smile now. the shield around her flickers but, oddly enough, it remains standing. ]

Thank you. This is an accident, I swear.

I'm glad I didn't accidentally hit you with this! That would have been the sixth time I would have done such a thing. I'm sorry for startling you.

i'm glad! :>

[beguiledcard]

[ There's a soft smile at her message.

Her personality feels... kind of familiar, but in a way that's spawning a fondness within him. But there's something concerning about a part of the words, that has him quick to reply: ]

There's nothing to apologize for.

Not used to these powers?

[clarius]

A little bit.

You think finding out you had these sort of skills since you're sixteen would mean you get better at them over time.

[ but no. not for her. she rubs the back of her neck after she sends that first message, recalling all the accidents she had created back on dust tumbles.

at least she no longer causes car alarms to go off or cause property damage. that's an improvement. ]

I'm used to it embarrassing me, at the very least.

[beguiledcard]

Did you ever have anyone to practice with?

[ There are a number of reasons already popping into his head, regarding why she wouldn't be especially skilled yet - that's only one of them.

Even with his own power... If not for Morgana, he would have struggled a lot with learning all the basics. He can't even say he would have learned the basics, since... quite a bit of it didn't come naturally to him. ]

( for kilgrave. )

[clarius]

[ make no mistake - the warning jones gave on the network continues to stick to the back of lore’s mind all day while she goes about her day. the idea of someone being able to control another, full stop, is enough to make lorem want to break out in hives.

but as the day passes by without (too much) incident, lorem begins to relax and think hey! maybe he decided to be a good person and stay away from everyone who would be uncomfortable with this.

not that she has a lot of chance to give this possibility much thought. the day is about to end if her body clock is anything to go by; she has no interest of having the townspeople fretting over her being out on the streets for too long. maybe its best she head back to the house and call it a day.

… it wouldn’t hurt to try and take a quick shortcut, right? it’ll be faster and she’s fairly certain taking this turn will be-

ah. who’s that? ]

day 15

[kiljoy]

[It's the day after Faith was kidnapped. Kilgrave had woken up in his bed to find her missing. She had been compelled to stay by his side so there was zero chance that she had left of her own accord. Which meant someone had kidnapped her.

Who did it? Where are they? All questions he doesn't know the answer to, but he does know that they know where he is and even if they didn't kill him last night they might still plan to come back for him. So, he's out. He's walking fast along the sand paths, head down, trying to decide where to go next when he turns a corner and almost walks into someone.

Maybe it's fate.

Kilgrave raises his hands in a silent apology before typing a message.]

Excuse me. Do you know if the town hall is open tonight? Had a bit of a leaking pipe situation, half the room was flooded so I've nowhere to stay...

iii

[iisupergirlii]

[Kara is looking for Jessica. She's lost sight of her, and she's currently wandering around their little community, to places she hasn't really been yet, just to try and find the private investigator-turned-murderer.

Verdrel Square is a surprise to her. It's so lush and gorgeous. A garden of Eden amidst the sand and ran down remains of Reims around it. And - there's someone there, hand tight to their mouth, but it's obvious to Kara - they're crying.

She inches forward, keeping to the sand path, and takes her device out, flashing its light on and off three times to try and give the person a silent warning that someone is approaching. Then she types out -]

Hey there. I don't think we've met. My name is Kara.
Are you all right?

[thankfully she doesn't see any visible injuries at least.]

[clarius]

[ she startles at the flashing light that she can see through the haze of tears, head snapping up and looking at the direction of where she thought its coming from.

her stomach bottoms out in horror when she realises that someone else is here. someone else is here and they noticed her making a mess of herself in public. somehow her expression becomes more miserable in her attempt to pull herself together. she wipes away her tears and she can feel her cheeks burning red from embarrassment and anger at herself for worrying someone like this.

oh by the dust and rust - she is a mess.

while trying to compose herself, lorem looks up to read the message and- and she can't help herself. she shakes her head. fumbles for her device to type out a quick yet honest answer. ]

I miss home. [ and out of habit she adds, ] I'm sorry.

SORRY about this I got the flu ;_;

[iisupergirlii]

[Kara recognizes that trait. Heck, she's not sure where this person is from, originally, but even on her Earth in 2017, women still feel the need to apologize for everything - talking too loudly, talking too softly, not talking enough, or talking too much, how much room they take up anywhere. It makes her so mad.]

You don't have to be sorry. You're not doing anything wrong. I miss home too.

What's your name?

not a problem! i hope you're feeling better.

[clarius]

[ she can't help but smile at the message, a sudden wave of gratitude hitting her when she's being assured that its fine to miss home, that there's no need to be sorry for missing home. she's very grateful for it.

the question though... it makes her pause a little bit. ]

Lorem. [ she seems sheepish when she types this out and shows it, so unused to how some of the others and how the townsfolk have reacted to her name. she's forgotten how strange it is to be named like this so, as a compromise, she adds, ] You can call me 'Lore' if you want. Less weird that way.

[ not the best joke but she hopes her attempts to smile at this point helps salvage it. ]

ty! <3 I'm getting there!

[iisupergirlii]

[yeah, Kara doesn't understand why that's weird, haha whoops.]

I'll use whichever one you prefer. :) It's nice to meet you.