middleofsomewhere | No Place Like Home: Outside

No Place Like Home: Outside

NO PLACE LIKE HOME: OUTSIDE

HOME SWEET HOME

You find yourself not on a wide station platform, in the clothes you last remember, holding what you were when you went through the glas door. There's no longer a train behind you, no sound of its whistle, with no other passengers around you in similar style of clothing to your own.

You're somewhere familiar, or just - the last place you remember being before your life became tethered to the Voidtrecker Express. A field, a city, a kingdom, or perhaps even a space station. You should be nowhere, yet you find yourself somewhere, despite all odds.

People - if there are people - don't at first notice you; but attract enough attention to yourself, and that will all change. Friends, family - are they near, a phonecall away? It's either everything you wanted or everything you imagined (for good or worse), and it could seem unbelievably real. But it is real - you're off the train, back somewhere you know.

Finally - the journey is over...

...If only.
You're moving away from where you arrived, for whatever reason. Who wouldn't? You may be far from home, have business elsewhere, or want to go sightseeing. It's time to return to - and live - your life, and that doesn't include sticking to one place.

But you'll find that when you reach a point, the world becomes...foggy. A fog that you hadn't seen in the distance before it appears, and when you walk through it, you'll find yourself in a place some have already found themselves in.

Because for some passengers, there was nowhere for them to return, and so the barriers lead only to fog, and then straight back onto the platform. The Voidtrecker Express may be stationed, or there may be a blanket of fog where it should be; sometimes, it can be caught trying to leave the station, only to come back a few minutes later. The doors are shut tight, and the windows are obscured, showing nothing inside.

Those who came from somewhere can go back, should they go through the turnstiles again. And if they want, they can take people along with them, too...

But sometimes, they go to a world no one knows. They go through the barriers into nothing, a black emptiness. Not space, for those that know space, and it doesn't seem to be the void either. But it is a void, devoid of anything at all. Just a darkness so complete they will not be able to see anything at all, they will only know their companion is there through touch and sound. How they are breathing, how they are living at all, is a mystery; one probably answered only by the SCA on their wrist.

Being there brings an unease deep down inside them. This place is not natural, not somewhere that they should exist in. Not a place that should exist at all. Luckily they are never there for more than a few moments before they return once more to the station, fog covering them like a safety blanket.

A DIFFERENT CORNER: LOCATIONS

In the first couple of days (whatever that means, when time doesn't match up between most places), the only way to move to another's tethered location is by them leading another there. But after that, individuals will show up in other locations when they reach close to the distance limit. Indeed as time goes on everything gets a lot less stable. They may know their five miles perfectly but still one step to another leads them back to the platform. Attempting to return to their world leads them somewhere else entirely.

And there's quite a few places to end up.

SETTLEMENTS

Buddhist Temple, China ( Koumyou Sanzo | TL )
Rebel Camp, Lothal ( Hera Syndulla | TL )
Homestead, Knoxville, Tennessee, USA ( Nell Ingram TL )
Capsule Corp ( Trunks | TL )
School Grounds, College ( Idia Shroud | TL )
City Ruins, beach ( Najaran | TL )
Hakkei Palace, Tai ( Taiki | TL )
Gusu Lan, mountain sect (China) ( Lan Jingyi | TL)
Lotus Pier, riverside, China ( Jiang Cheng | TL )
The Endless Abyss, Hell ( Shen Qingqiu | TL )
Hyrule Castle Town ( Zelda | TL )
Haven Palace ( TL )

COMMUNITIES

Spaceport ( Yondu | TL)
Mobile Station Base ( Kiyoiri )
Arkwood, Town (Ryo | TL )
Techstead, Town ( Devero | TL )
Tatsumi Port Island ( Ken Amada )
Mor Dhona / Town, Mountain, Lakes ( K'zeka Tai | TL )
Hyrule Field & Lon Lon Ranch ( Link | TL )
Ishigami Village, Japan ( Senku Ishigami | TL )
Aether Paradise/Artificial Island/Natural Preserve ( Katsuya Jonouchi )
Nautilus ( Spark/Clef TL Clef | TL Spark )
The Underworld, Hades ( Zagreus and Thanatos | TL )
Sanctuary ( TL )

CITIES & KINGDOMS

Saillune City ( Zelgadis | TL )
New Mantle, City ( Ruby Rose | TL )
Brooklyn, New York City, USA in 2017 ( Jake Peralta | TL )
Azabu-Juban District, Minato-ku, Tokyo, Japan ( Usagi Tsukino | TL )
Hau'oli City ( Eva Iden'no | TL )
Gauig City ( Little One/Buttercup | TL )
Kyoto, Japan ( Masumi Sera | TL )
Shinjuku, Japan ( Yosuke Otoha | TL )
Kingdom, Evermore ( Roland Crane )
Garlemad, Kingdom ( Zenos | TL )
Kingdom of Knothole ( Mina Mongoose | TL )
Domino City ( Yugi Muto | TL )
Amnity Park ( Danny Fenton | TL )
Garlemald ( TL )
Lothal ( TL )
Los Angeles ( TL )
The First - Crystarium and Lakeland ( Elidibus | TL )

OOC NOTES

OOC post. Ask questions here.

LOCATION TOPLEVELS: Since it'll be easier for players to engage with settings presented by those offering them, when we see a toplevel for one of the above locations put up, we'll add it to the list! We've also included the OOC comments for settings to the side, so any questions can be left with the player, as well as extra details. Please always speak with the player first if you intend to do anything drastic to the setting!

A REMINDER: Time of log is Poi 22-25, but time within worlds can last up to a maximum of two weeks. Minimum is whatever you want it to be.

During Poi 22 and 23, characters will need to be led to a location to be able to access it. From Poi 24, people will show up in locations regardless of invitation.

The second half of the event will go up during 20th to 25th February (Poi 26-28). But as always, play around in here and do as you like!

If your character's setting isn't above, link us to it in the Questions post, along with your toplevel! We'll add it.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"Mm-hm." Up ahead, someone has turned onto the path from another direction and Devero's distracted watching them approach. Even if it was someone he recognized, their eyes are distant, looking into their visor as they pass.

With a shake, Devero brings his attention back to Koumyou. "We'll have to ask the train to land us somewhere with a tattoo parlor for the wedding," he murmurs.

Koumyou laughs a little at that, "I think asking for somewhere pretty and also, would the train like to attend, might be the best we can hope for."

He considers for a moment, then suggests, "We could always put them on each other. The old-fashioned way. Jyoan showed me how when he had me touch up one of his a few years into training. But if you want more precise and perfect, we can wait."

Edited 2022-02-17 11:21 (UTC)

"Oh, sure, be reasonable about it," Devero grouses.

He considers what Koumyou's just suggested (and takes a moment to check their surroundings and his Interface), then admits, "I don't actually know what you mean by 'the old-fashioned way'."

"Well, it's just needles and ink, isn't it? Tap tap tap, eventually you get a line."

He shrugs.

"We both have steady hands. Stencil a design on first and wipe off the blood as you go so you can see it, bingo. Probably super primitive to you, I imagine."

"Huh," Devero says. "I never thought about it before, but I guess that's really all there is to it." His arm tightens on Koumyou's. "I'm not sure I'd be able to manage that for you." He chuckles softly, self-conscious.

"Mine were all done with a printer."

"Is my big scary soldier man squeamish?" Koumyou teases, bumping his shoulder into... well, Dev's upper arm, let's be real here.

"No, I get it. We can just wait for a place that can do it, then. If we do it."

"More squeamish than you, I suspect," he admits freely. He leans over slightly in response to Koumyou's affectionate bump even as he nods. "It'll happen if it happens."

A moment later, the path they're following ends at a broad concrete apron fronting a big hangar. Pressure of Devero's fingers halts them before they step off the path. He untangles from Koumyou so he can lift his hand to his Interface, squinting into the display for a moment. Whatever he seems to reassure him, because he lets out a breath.

Looking down at Koumyou, he indicates the person-sized door to one side of the two much bigger garage doors that take up most of the building's front facade. "Over there," he says. "Let's go quick, there's a lot of cameras on this lot here."

"Most are," Koumyou agrees, and when the door is pointed out he heads right for the person sized one.

Even if Devero has to unlock it first, if the big guy doesn't stop him, Koumyou is going to go in first, checking for an ambush with a lifetime of skill.

Edited 2022-02-18 04:40 (UTC)

Devero does have to unlock it first, letting out another breath when he finds his access credentials still valid. He's quick in behind Koumyou, but freezes just past the closed door as his Sanzo prowls inside.

Through the door is a workshop, not unlike the one in Devero's home but definitely scaled up, in terms of both the size of the space and the size of the projects. The lights are low, the terminals all showing screen savers or shut off, the tables roughly neatened up. The room is deserted.

Devero indicates one of several doors out of the workshop. "Hangar's through there," he says.

"Let me check it out before you come in, Dev. If someone is looking for you and knows you at all... well, I would probably wait by Babysitter. Too many doors, and they probably won't expect the weird teknull to come in first when your beloved exo is in there."

He smiles, thinly.

"I could be wrong, but let's not chance it. I'll be quick."

Through the indicated door is the hangar, one big cavernous room that clearly takes up most of the building. Ranged along two of the walls are maintenance bays, each one containing a cradle with an inert exo resting in it. To the left are the closed hangar doors; another pair matches them on the far side of the building.

The lights are low and it's quiet in the hangar. There's no sign of anyone, though the big rolling panels that separate the exos in their bays mean he might want to check each one individually before he gives Devero the all clear.

If he does, he'll find each one empty.

But Koumyou's not wrong in his supposition that someone who knows Dev well might expect him to seek out his exo; he just failed to account for the, well, technology of Techstead. While he's out checking the hangar, Devero hovering anxiously in the door watching....

The door at the other end of the workshop, the one they had just entered through, opens once again.

And just as Koumyou doesn't know tech, the enemy doesnt know a thing about magic. Hearing the change in air pressure, with all his senses on high alert as it is, Koumyou reacts on instinct.

One tendril of the sutra snaps out, grabs Devero around the waist, and yanks him into the room with Koumyou. The priest moves past him as the tendril vanishes, stopping to lean in the doorway with his arms folded, one eyebrow raised, his expression otherwise flat and unamused.

Devero's just turning as the sutra grabs him, having heard the door open himself, and shouts in surprise as he finds himself jerked to Koumyou's side. By the time his brain catches up to what's just happened, Koumyou's put himself in the doorway and a handsome older woman with iron-gray hair has entered the workshop.

Administrator Valdana pauses for a moment, her own eyebrows lofted in bemusement at the near instantaneous swap of the two men. Her eyes flick to the screen of her Interface-- an eye like Devero's, but much more slim and elegant in design-- and her fingers gesture through a quick command to review the last few seconds through the forward camera; when she sees Devero jerked bodily out of the doorway, she frowns and focuses her attention on the scrawny stranger with the pale hair.

"Where is he?" she asks, her voice tightly controlled.

Koumyou's expression morphs into one of his dopey smiles, "Why, in a coma, of course. Did you strain something trying to figure out this textbook ambush, Valdana?"

He's not in the way, if big and tall Devero wants to see her and speak to her, but he is in the way of either entering the same room as each other, and he will stay that way.

You know, for now.

Edited 2022-02-18 07:04 (UTC)

"Ambush?" Frowning, she starts across the workshop, her footfalls loud and sharp in the otherwise quiet space. "I follow an anomalous emID signature matching someone very dear to me, who's been very ill, who as far as I can tell you just attacked, teknull, and you accuse me of an ambush?"

She's in front of Koumyou now, and draws herself up to her full height even as she leans to peer around him. "Devero? Is that you? Are you all right, my boy?"

Devero hisses a breath in between his teeth, and doesn't answer her.

"Political double-speak is very boring, Valdana. I hear it every time I have to deal with one puffed-up idiot or another. You don't want to bore me."

Koumyou has no reaction to her getting closer, arms staying folded in a relaxed way. No, he's staying right where he is with his hip and shoulder leaned against the door frame, smiling peacefully.

"And he doesn't have to say a single word to you unless he wants to," the slim blond adds, his eyes staying locked on Valdana without a trace of anything behind them. Not the smile, not the white-hot rage, nothing.

Then, he raises his voice to address Devero behind him, all without moving his head.

"Take the Seiten, I've primed it. If anything else unpleasant comes in behind me, just drop it and you'll be in a barrier. It won't hurt anyone."

He's a Sanzo, he protects. And he'll respect Devero's morals about murder... to a point. At least when it isn't the monster in front of him. If she has goons, they'll live.

Valdana can see him back there in the low light of the quiet hangar, face hidden and shoulders hunched. "Devero--" she starts, her voice sharp, then clacks her teeth on the rest of what she's going to say as this concerning stranger talks over her.

She backs off a couple of steps, refocusing her attention on Koumyou. She re-assesses him visibly before saying in an even voice, "Then I'll be plain. There has been something strange going on in my town for over a week, and he is in the middle of it." (She jabs a finger over Koumyou's shoulder at Devero, who's approached Koumyou to take the Seiten and now freezes.)

"You," she continues, eyes narrowing at the big person with the hidden face, the one as tall and as broad as Devero, the one who bears more than just that resemblance to him if the footage Ioleya has shown her is accurate. If she's gratified by his flinch, she doesn't show it. "Your emID matches that of a dear friend of mine whom I know lies comatose in hospital this very moment. Said emID has been flashing in and out of existence here for days, and I have it logged accessing systems all over my town.

"And you." She swings her attention back to Koumyou again. "You don't even have an emID, outsider, and I just witnessed you commit an assault."

She crosses her arms and tosses her head. "Don't think the Guard isn't already on its way here to detain you both. It would be in your best interests to cooperate and tell me who the hell you think you are and what the hell you're doing here!"

The facade of the cool, collected Administrator slips a little there, anger and frustration lashing out at the two men.

Behind Koumyou, Devero's fingers close around the Seiten and pull it free. "We just want to leave," he says, his voice low and raspy-- and so familiar. "Administrator, please, just--"

So it is him, or someone who looks and sounds just like him. "Devero," she says, once again ignoring Koumyou. Her voice is firm, the voice of someone used to being obeyed, but not unkind. "Let me see your face, my dear. Tell me what's going on here."

"I'm the one person in this room who doesn't hurt him," Koumyou says just as plainly, "And no one here will ever again."

The outsider -- (she seems to think he'll be offended by that, but he's amused, she has not idea how outside he is) -- unfolds his arms.

All he does is pull a pair of cigarettes from his... gaudy arm band? In a flash of golden light?

He lights one with a fingertip, then holds it far back behind himself in offer.

"Say the word, and I'll shut her up," Koumyou says to the man behind him again, still not taking his eyes off Valdana. Still smiling that peaceful smile. "And I won't hurt the guards. They'll just have a little nap in a cute little nap pile, it'll be adorable."

Edited 2022-02-18 22:24 (UTC)

Valdana rears back like she's just been struck. "Excuse me?" she snaps, eyes narrowing at Koumyou. "How dare you!"

Devero steps into the rectangle of stronger light spilling out of the workshop past Koumyou and takes the cigarette with fingers that barely tremble. He puts it between his lips, cups his hands around it, and inhales. The bright moment of glow from the ember end lights up his face despite the hood.

"Thank you," he murmurs to Koumyou. He retreats a step, but not more than that, and looks over his fiance's shoulder at Valdana. Madame. Her.

Just being in proximity to her again has his heart pounding in his chest and his throat threatening to close. The space Koumyou has made between them helps; if her hands were on him, he'd be on his knees already, he knows it.

He draws on the cigarette again for strength before saying, "He knows about us." It was supposed to be a firm assertion, but it comes out in a whisper.

She hears it anyway, and her glance bounces back and forth between the two men. She doesn't like what she's hearing. She doesn't like not knowing what's been going on with Devero all these months; likes even less that he's apparently standing before her now when she knows he's still unresponsive in Dr. Armaceau's care. She doesn't like his insouciant companion, whose eyes are dark and sharp and untouched by the smile on his face, who just made cigarettes appear out of thin air somehow, who obviously knows things he shouldn't.

First things first: "If you touch me," she says to Koumyou, "you will regret it. You can't threaten me in my home, and especially not with an absurd accusation like that. Now, I don't know what you think you've heard about-- us, but clearly there's been some miscommunication."

Her eyes lift to apparently-Devero behind Koumyou. "Hasn't there, Devero?" Her voice gentles and she reaches out a hand in entreaty. "Have I ever hurt you?"

Above the understanding smile, her eyes are hard and she holds Devero's gaze locked with her own. Generally, all it takes is a look to remind the man of his place and the agreements they've made, and she expects as much now. So when Devero meets her gaze and says, "Yes. You have," she's not remotely expecting it.

The shock and dismay that flash momentarily across her face are obvious and almost comical.

Koumyou can't help but smile for real at that, overflowing with his pride for Devero. He sticks his own cigarette between his lips and lights it with a finger-tap, too, taking a nice long drag and holding it for a moment, eyes sparkling.

When he lets the smoke out in a long exhale, all he says is, "I don't threaten."

Valdana takes a very deep breath and visibly composes herself, looking once again between the two of them. Devero sticks his cigarette between his lips and raises a hand to grip Koumyou's shoulder.

A hand? His left hand. His engagement band catches the light and her eye.

"The two of you had better explain to me what's going on here," she says with careful deliberation-- and control-- of her words. "Right. Now."

"You don't need to know," Devero says, though he has to swallow to be able to get the words out. "Just-- leave, Administrator, please. For your own good."

Koumyou reaches up with his own left hand to give Dev's on his shoulder a squeeze, his right casually minding his cigarette.

"You really ought to do what he says."

Edited 2022-02-18 23:08 (UTC)

Another ring catches her eye and her stomach turns.

"I'm not going anywhere until I get some answers," she says. "Devero, I have been worried about you! Why won't you tell me what's going on?"

He looks away from her. "Have you?" he asks.

"Have I what-- been worried?" She huffs. "Of course I have! You've been unconscious for months, neither Adís nor Dr. Armaceau have the faintest idea what's happening to you, and then you start showing up in-- in two places at once with these outlandish strangers, with this--"

"Have you been worried about me?" he asks again, the interruption of his deep voice so unexpected that she shuts up to stare at him. "Or have you just missed your obedient fucking toy!?"

The last few words roar out of him accompanied by smoke and his fingers on Koumyou's shoulder grip hard. Valdana rocks back a single step and then glares at Devero, taken aback.

"Don't you dare take that tone of voice with me, boy," she snaps. "Who do you think you are? Who do either of you think you are?!"

"He is the better man, who wants you to be able to leave on your own two feet. That is, if you can do anything your big fat ego doesn't enjoy."

Koumyou takes another long draw from his cigarette, holds it a moment, and then blows casual smoke rings at her. He's fucking beaming, now.

"I'm the one who would prefer to remove the cancer before it can spread. But for Devero's sake, I'm giving you the chance to run away, first. So..."

He makes the gesture with one hand, "Shoo."

Valdana absolutely swells with affront, rage sparking behind the ice chips of her blue eyes. "No," she says calmly to Koumyou. "You can't tell me what to do in my own damn town."

"Administrator--" Devero starts.

This time, she interrupts him. "I don't want to hear it! If neither of you is going to cooperate then we'll let the Guard get the story out of you." She stalks forward through the dissipating rings of smoke and brings up both hands to shove the infuriating pale-haired stranger back out of the doorway so she can get to Devero.

Devero lurches almost into Koumyou, reaching past the priest to try to halt her before she can make the contact. "Madame, no!" he cries. "He'll kill you--!"

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject