♥ November (Malom) Event Log

[hugtopiamods]

November (Malom) Event Log

With most of Havenwell left in varying degrees of shambles from the prior month's catastrophe, the city seems just a little bit more quiet and stony in ways not just owed to the chill of oncoming winter. However, the gray mood doesn't need to last; the offworlders and locals alike might just be able to band together to pick up the scattered pieces before long.

Unlike previous years, winter is approaching at a slower pace than usual. Whether this is believed as coincidence or the gods opting to give the city more pleasant weather while the reconstruction is ongoing is entirely up to each individual. Nevertheless, the sun is out and there is work to be done.

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❥ PROMPT I: Fetch Quest Frenzy

With the widespread damage of the previous month still a large issue, offworlders may find the marking-based powers of that incident manifesting again in different, passive forms. Regardless of the color one's ability takes, a little bit of trial and error will lead the markings' bearers to understand the powers are now geared towards helping rebuild or rehabilitate the city in various ways; examples being manifesting as telekinesis to move heavy objects around, or a magical compass to help locate something lost in the chaos. Some may find themselves inexplicably filled with knowledge previously unknown, Matrix-style: characters who have never picked up a hammer before will suddenly possess the skills needed to rebuild furniture or repair structural damage, weld parts together, or get really good at organizing search parties. Feel free to get creative with it, but these abilities are meant to build, not destroy like last month, so destructive powers are not likely to manifest unless for good reason.

There's no shortage of work to be done either; from dismantling petrified worms to running errands for the surviving locals, offworlders may find themselves lucky to have the supernatural assistance of the markings and their powers. With time and effort, taking up such tasks to aid the locals and fellow offworlders alike might just go a long way towards healing Havenwell on both physical and emotional fronts.

❥ PROMPT II: Fruits Basket

In places where the worms were slain before their fellows were petrified, their massive corpses have been reclaimed by the ground--specifically, they've turned to surprisingly fertile soil. So fertile that it would appear trees are already sprouting where they fell, bearing an arrangement of oddly-shaped fruits. With how delicious they look, one would surely be forgiven for daring to try them, but the result might be just a bit surprising...

-Eating a round fruit will make one have a sudden desire to cuddle up to someone else; the more of the fruit they've consumed, the more insistent the desire. Just take a bite? Maybe you could do with a light shoulder touch, but eat the whole thing and you'll realize you might be suddenly looking for some big hugs with anyone receptive to the idea.
-The square shaped fruits have a somewhat more subtle effect. The more one eats of a square fruit, they gain a steadily more obvious gentle glow and warmth to their bodies. With enough of one, someone could easily turn into a combination nightlight and comfortably warm space heater.
-Being curious enough to eat a spiky fruit will end up with one having some trouble keeping their footing; this fruit leads one to find no traction underfoot, sending them slip n' sliding around. Be careful, you might just skate right into someone's arms!
-Eating a star-shaped fruit may cause a gradual drowsiness, where residents will feel the urge to lay down and have a nap. Seems the aftermath of the worm attack left some lingering magic. (A small percentage may alternatively find themselves transformed into sheep. Weird.) Being held or gently cuddled, whether on the spot or while being carried home, will reverse the effects.

❥ PROMPT III: Corporate Concessions

You might recall that the research towers were awfully unhelpful during the attacks, preferring instead to seal themselves up in protective shielding and leave the rest of the city to fend for themselves. Now that the danger has passed, there have been some understandably divisive responses to this decision from their fellows. Many of the tower workers have pleaded ignorance for this choice, openly (or quietly, to avoid disciplinary action) blaming the higher-ups for creating company-wide lockdowns and not allowing anyone in- or out. Many were helpless to assist in relocating friends or family, and some have quit their positions over this stance. Those in charge of the decision-making are unapologetic for the most part, stating that due to previous security breaches, their priority was to protect their research and their employees, for the greater good of the world.

They are aware that doing this was not by any means a good look, so as an olive branch, they have released the research materials confirmed as stolen in the previous security breach to the public network, as they have been unable to track down those materials and would rather control its distribution themselves. Damage done, after all; those who know could pass it on as they please. Additionally, they are reallocating some tower resources to helping with restoration and rebuilding the surrounding areas and public buildings, and have donated a substantial amount of dora to the city budget for whatever purpose the council deems appropriate. Whether you think the released data is true or if their efforts are sufficient is up to you, really.

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This event will run from November 15-30. Click on each prompt's title to see the text. If you have any questions, feel free to direct them to the FAQ or to the Mod Question thread. You can also use the Havenwell Status page or the General Plotting Comment to give you other ideas for original prompts!

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honerva; ota

[shroudedsecrets]

❥ ( I. assisted living; )

[ Given the state of the city Honerva might be encountered at times doing her part in assisting, even if there's some internal discomfort in certain aspects of it on varying levels for her. Still, she is yet more likely to look toward others and their needs first should some be struggling or confused at their "new" abilities. Need a guiding hand or help making maneuvers? She can do that too.

(a) While she does not like to take the forefront in directing others, some just seem to find their way to her or might be directed by even the other citizens to ask her for clarifications, as she seems reasonably able to identify certain metals or components which might save an extra step when it comes to organizing. If you are standing over there looking confused, worry no more for you can now be directed.

(b) Someone might encounter her after seeing her speak gently to calm some of the more frazzled residents still dealing with their memory issues, not having involved herself too deeply before despite encouraging others, but now seeing it right to at least offer her part to get a better sense of what was happening there. While she's able to help keep them calmer and grounded until someone they trusted was able to come back after dealing with other matters, there is some strain in her composure by the end of the shift, though she might very well try to deny it depending on who asks or who knows her too well. ]


❥ ( II. a little parfait; )

[ Come on by to Affurgato, where it's mostly business as usual, with the weekend dine in and weekday catering on requests. After the chaos of the last month, priority has been placed on making it once again a safe and cozy area for those to visit. The cats of course will be pleased of snuggle company.

Most should know what to expect by now of their services, unless you're newer in town, in that case welcome, have an ask about it - most people either go in to put an order at the inside window and find their own seating, or wait for Honerva to come by and greet them if she is available to provide that personal greeting. If she knows you well she already might have an idea of your order in mind, but she'll always ask a preference.

That said, the menu is befitting the month - "Malom" as the natives refer to it as. There is one new addition to the menu for a bonus gimmick; with the appropriate warnings that they are not responsible for any side effects that might occur, cafe goers are welcome to order the fresh fruit parfaits and see what happens. You know, just for a change of pace and some "safe" if optional ways to alleviate the ongoing stress of the situation. ]


❥ ( III. research open season )

[ Sometime before the previous attack, Honerva had issued her own text message with warnings and concerns. All of these, of course, still remain relevant in the aftermath of the actual attack, and there's certainly been a lot more food for thought to be had since it was all put out there.

That said, she certainly has her thoughts on the new information, even if she doesn't have it all out there just yet for anyone to peruse, but those who might recall her words and inclinations might find her approachable to answering questions or coming up with a few more. There might just be times when she's at a table in the cafe with her various devices and looking in thought instead of serving, for instance, or seen making some inquiries -- but then again, she'd much rather have others take the forefront on such actions as much as she may direct with ideas.

So by all means, have a seat and join her in her corner while she compares notes of past and present - or well, she can't force someone to stop by. Maybe it's just an accidental bump into instead. ]


❥( wildcard )

[ Feel free to mix and match from above or come in with something else that we've talked about or wanted to follow up on! HMU by PM or plurk if needed and feel free to change format if you like. ]

iii

[scourgingstars]

Is this seat taken, by any chance?

[Guess who's here and already has some tea, just in case Honerva might have been neglecting herself in favor of work again.]

[(They were learning. Slowly, but progress was progress.)]

You look busy. I'm not bothering you, am I?

II;

[blindedbyloyalty]

[ Guess who's back into Affurgato's territory. Honvera will spy him out pretty easily since he's taken up his usual spot from before, with Rio curled up in his lap. He looks the same as before, with his cane at his side, resting against the wall.

He's petting Rio with one hand, flicking through his phone with his other hand 'reading' through any text related stuff that he may have missed currently. ]

i a

[waitatick]

He'd been dismantling the worm renmants for a good few vargas. While his suddenly increased strength made it less of an issue than it would have been otherwise, he was still keen on a break after awhile.

Upon approaching the area where the destruction was being cleared, he bent to pick up more metal girders and beams than he'd have been able to before, but a quick glance around wasn't terribly enlightening as to organizational structure. Still, he did see Honerva in the distance and made his way over.

"It appears I've now been gifted the physical strength my genetic composition denied me," he said wryly as a greeting, with a grin. "Might you be so kind as to tell me where these materials would be most useful?"

Pyra | ota

[iustaegis]

Research Talk

-> A: Colonies
[ With the release of the research papers, Pyra spends the next day pouring over what information is shared. ]

So... We're colony #56'07'4TM... And there's another colony #90'13'7KV. [ Whoever is with her or near her will hear her mumbling this to herself as she reads over the notes on her device. After a thoughtful look appears on her expression, she suddenly perks up, looking at whoever's nearest-- that is, whoever is nearest and willing to listen. She smiles enthusiastically at you. ] Ah! Do you know what this means, right?

There could be others still out there! Perhaps they're in a haven just like us! [ Or maybe they're dead, but. She's being hopeful, here. ]

-> B: Regaining Body Experiments
[ This topic is a touch more depressing, and a frown tugs at her lips as she reads over it. ]

I wonder how it was for them to be placed in a body not theirs originally... [ Not that it seems the robots remember the event from so long ago. Now, they wish to return to flesh and blood. ] They're really trying hard to find out to transfer their souls. One wonders how they were originally able to do so to begin with.

[ She looks at you. ] That's no ordinary feat.

-> C: Deities
[ She taps the communicator, setting it down upon the table, and brings a hand up to her hair. Pyra tucks a strand behind her ear, the gesture clearly conveying some worry ] Prophecies... [ She smiles weakly at whomever is in her company. ]

They always seem grim, don't they?

Fruits Basket: Star-Shaped

[ She's eaten one and now she's draping herself over you, yawning, and then hugging you as if you were a pillow. ] Mmmmm... You don't mind it, do you? I'm going to take-- [ Another Yawn. ] --another nap. A nap. Right here. A.... nappp....

[ Aaaaand slump. ]

Wildcard

[ Have an idea in mind, hmu here, drinksteapots! ]

Wildcard-ish+Fruits Basket: Star-Shaped;

[blindedbyloyalty]

[ Ignis can't help but feel guilty about missing out both Noctis' and Prompto's birthdays. He left around Noctis' and poor Prompto had been dodging giant worms for his.

So he'd enlisted Pyra's help to surprise the pair with belated cakes. He's currently mixing up some cake batter when he hears her mumble something about a nap. ]

Ah, Pyra? Are you alright?

Research C

[wakemelater]

Mm.

[Head propped on his hands, Nico wears a contemplative frown. Prophecies and demigods go hand-in-hand - he'd been named in a few himself. Back home, there was a procedure. Pinpoint the Heroes, declare a Quest, send the Heroes out to fulfill the prophecy. He's pretty sure it doesn't work like that here.]

Can't say I've ever heard one that was cheerful.

Research A

[pinkxeno]

Right, that's what I always said! [ Mina claps her hands, excitedly ]

This is a big world, this can't be the only place left. Maybe other colonies are being protected by other gods, or something like that. [ she crosses her arms ] I mean, we don't know how many gods really exist out there, right?

[ Mina doesn't really consider the gods actual god-entities. To her they are just powers that protect this place, and in her head, different places to could have different powers ]

Research B Maybe with a combination of the fruit basket one idk

[dontcallmebro]

[Cloud has been listening to what she's saying carefully, standing against the wall across the room with his arms crossed. He has yet to comment until now, but something about his demeanour suggests that he doesn't sound very shocked about this information.]

You can say that again. What I wanna know though is did they stop there?

B

[unpocoloco]

[He hears her reading aloud. He hasn't paid much attention to the announcement from the scientific towers. It's not that he doubts the importance, it's that he doubts he's the one to tangle out what it means or how to deal with it. That's never been him.

But he does pay attention to those around him. He listens to her reading and he looks up in time for her to meet his eyes. But, he looks away, mostly out of thought, mouth pressing.]

... I have had my body altered. A few times a few ways. Still technically mine, I suppose, but it definitely feels alien. Feels wrong, at least at first.

I've also seen souls possess others. I could see them being able to fill the empty space of a robot. I think what confuses me most is how they managed to let the soul free in the first place without simply killing.

[He frowns.] If they didn't kill to do it.

Research B

[astralera]

[ Era doesn't look up from the arm she is working on engraving with protective geometries, though the question gives her pause. ]

It's unpleasant.

[ Being in another body or the transference process itself, she doesn't clarify. ]

In my world it falls under advanced aetherology.

noctis lucis caelum | ota

[carbungle]

( I: go go power stranger )

[His markings seem to have manifested into a set of… well, they're basically tetris blocks, interlocking in a multicoloured pattern up his right arm. A bit weird, but he's rolling with it. It's helping him with the organization of parts and reconstruction, which is more weird for him, considering the organization of his disaster life is usually Ignis' job. He's probably also really annoying whatever poor robot is trying to oversee the reassembling of rescued synthetic parts. He keeps reaching over people to snag bits and bobs.]

No, no, this one goes over here, with this set. Think it's still missing a server component, though.


( II: fruit roll up )

[Long-time residents of town should probably know better than to eat strange foods, but the affurgato parfaits looked tempting enough that Noctis goes for it. The cute star-shaped dish is consumed in no time at all, and before long he's laid out on one of the cafe couches, and at least two cats have curled up on him. He's going to rack up quite the bill if he stays there too long. Someone might want to help wake him up.

Also: he might be a sheep. 50/50 chance on that one, he might end up this way a few times.]

( IV: wildcard )

[During the last week of the month, Noctis will be mostly in the orbit of Ainea's temple, which is unusual for him, looking pretty stressed while trying not to be. Might need a little stress relief, though thankfully Umbra is walking with and keeping a careful eye on him, making sure he eats and rests enough to get by. A little reminder for self care would do him good, though- he's still recovering.

Alternatively, hit him up with anything else! Noctis is around town as usual. Gentle reminder that he now has a glow under his shirt similar to Pyra's crystal, now!]

II

[iustaegis]

[ He is a sheep.

She is a sheep.

They are spending this whole event cuddling. ]

IV; the 29th

[blindedbyloyalty]

[ He's heard about Regis' coma nap, of course, and the fact that he hasn't woken up yet is worrying Ignis too. After his usual rounds, he's making his way towards Ainea's temple. ]

... Noct?

IV • 25th-ish

[astralera]

[ The fact that the 'Era' approaching him has two fully grown horns will likely be the first clue Noct has that the person approaching him isn't actually Era. The other would be the second Era — clearly the true Era, if the missing horn is any indication — being dragged along with the first by her hand.

Esteem's expression is a resting bitch face that Era could only ever dream of mimicking, and the lashing of their tail makes no secret of just how aggravated they are at the moment. Era, on the other hand, looks wide-eyed and confused in addition to slightly off balance, though has apparently resigned herself to whatever it is Esteem is planning. ]

Hey, Your Royal Highness. [ For being the respectful way to address Noct's status, Esteem manages to make it sound more like a teasing insult. ] Your sister is being an idiot.

lup | ota

[necromanswers]

( II: affurgato is gonna be a sheep cafe ig )

[As noted in Honerva's toplevel, Affurgato is offering fruit parfait dishes based on the mystical fruit growing in town, with appropriate warnings for side effects of course. (Granted, if you fail to read the fine print on the seasonal menu, that's not her fault!) She's busy in the kitchen more often than not, but once in a while she'll come out with an order, or a new creation.]

Okay, who's got the balls to try one with all four of 'em in it?

( III: network commentary )

Anyone else really want a sentient tropical bird now? like, just to chill with? No particular reason...

[...Yeah that's it. She has some Thoughts about the corporate info release, but that's for her to ponder on over time.]

( IV: wildcard )

[Hit her up with anything else! Lup is around town as usual.]

III

[iustaegis]

You got to that part of the research, too.

ii

[this_loser]

I could be persuaded!

[Prompto is thiiiis close to raising his hand, but instead he'll just lean forward, looking eager, and not thinking too hard about consequences.]

Is there a reward?

II

[dontcallmebro]

What.....side effects? [Eyeing the food with extreme suspicion.]

III

[unpocoloco]

I'm all set for sentient birds. Do you think you'll be allowed the new roommate if you ask nicely?

Kaworu Nagisa | ota

[5thchild]

1.

[ Finding out he now knows how to build things is strange at best. He didn't learn it and rather it was shoved into his human brain which... he would rather not have happening (which is ironic, for an Angel who can literally penetrate the mind if he wanted to).

Still, it did happen and with the lack of self-preservation he suffers from, it's not Kaworu's style to complain. If he is told (asked, they asked. He doesn't see much of a difference, though) to help, then he will do it, and so kaworu uses his telekinesis to dismantle the worms. He is even careful enough not to hit anyone! Really.

In any case, while using his telekinesis power, a white light surrounds him - it's faint, specially under the sun - and he is actually... well, floating up on the air. Despite the strange sight, he IS helping. ]

2.

[ Guess who doesn't eat? Kaworu doesn't. It's not like he can't, more like he doesn't need to and therefor he never bothered with it. Truthfully, Kaworu is quite alright with that, not really paying much attention to food because it was never a part of his life.

He does notice the fruits, though. Oddly shaped, not really like the ones he saw in books and knows of from Earth, which is curious at best. And just when he approaches a tree, one of them falls right next to him.

Ah. Curiosity killed the cat, so he reaches for it. How strange, ]

(ooc: Feel free to pick the fruit, Kaworu will try it if suggested to him) ]

3.

[ Wildcard! Feel free to come up with your own prompt, or hit me up through PM or on my plurk vilani ]

I

[hedgehogsdilemma]

[It's good to see Kaworu out and about after all that worm mayhem, there's some reassurance to be had that he didn't get hurt or anything. Of course, would anything have been able to hurt him in the first place...? It's hard to not be worried one way or another.

Seeing him disassemble the remains of the worms is pretty surprising, and there's a mild surprise in seeing him floating, too, though Shinji knows that's not... abnormal. It's just been a very, very long time since he was reminded that it was something Kaworu can do.]

Looks like you aren't having much trouble. [There's a compass made of glowing yellow light sitting in Shinji's hands, the needle of it wobbling slightly as it points in this general direction.] Would you like a bit of help anyway?

Nico di Angelo | OTA

[wakemelater]

[ A Variety of Fruit ]
[The food here can be hit or miss. But food from trees can't be bad. It's natural, right? Natural and free. Two for two.

Round. He doesn't go seeking affection. Usually the opposite. Normally, he doesn't like being touched. But suddenly, he finds himself wanting...something. (Hug? Hand?) And unsure how to go about asking for it. Here's a boy feeling very awkward and maybe standing a little too close.

Star. Nico always feels drowsy - he's not even bothered. It's the being a sheep that's got his feathers ruffled....or his wool fluffed, rather. He supposes it's better than being turned into a flower. At least he can move around and make angry noises at people. If one of those people looks familiar, this small black sheep will bump his head against their legs.]

[ At the Temple ]
[Throughout the month, Nico can be found in any of the temples, observing the rituals as residents pray to bring back the souls of those lost during the attacks. He sits a respectful distance away, and if one were to sit close enough, they might hear him quietly following along.]

[ WILDCARD ]
[Any other ideas? Hit me up! Contact: deadtea.]

Star fruit

[hot_handed]

[Bakugou is patrolling when he feels it. A threat? Someone to fight? Spinning around, he's halfway finished screaming-]

DI-

[But then he just...blinks, stops and stares.]

What the fuck?

[He looms over the (totally not adorable) sheep, his hands on his hips as he looks more like he's about to interrogate Nico rather than talking to a sheep.]

How the fuck did you get here?

Era - OTA

[astralera]

PROMPT 1

Each afternoon Era can be found sitting somewhere comfortable outside, bundled up in warm layers and wearing her large, round glasses as she works on making functional replacement limbs for those in need of them. She hasn't the skill to make specialized limbs, but basic hands and legs are well within her ability by now.

To weld larger pieces of metal together she uses elemental aether channeled through her fingertips, and for more delicate work she channels it through specialized little tools. She switches to her engraving tools when she's near finished each limb, taking time to carve intricate geometries that can hold a protective enchantment when charged with magic.

Era pays little mind to the goings-on around her, leaving her defense up to the crimson Carbuncle seated by her side so her work has her undivided attention.

PROMPT 2

Having not had the chance to test the abilities of her Carbuncle's auracite form, Era decides to experiment on one of the petrified worms in a relatively unpopulated area. She directs it to attack the unsightly statue and watches as it strides over at a lazy, unhurried pace until it's within melee range and then sits on its large haunches.

Era waits, expectant.

Carbuncle washes its face like a cat.

Era continues to wait, having halfway expected the attitude.

Eventually Carbuncle stands back up, turns its back to the petrified worm, and manifests a monstrous, clawed hand of dark energy with a dismissive flick of its tail that promptly crushes its target. Mission complete, it slinks its hulking mass back over to Era's side. It blinks up at her, head level with her waist, and she scritches it behind the ears affectionately.

"Well," she comments, amused. "There's no denying which aether you're influenced by, is there?"

PROMPT 3 (23rd-30th; mornings only)

With Regis indisposed for the next little while Era makes sure to visit his shop each day in his stead, ensuring the plants he keeps are getting adequate care, keeping things tidy, and making a few herbal remedies to add to the stock.

Seeing no reason not to open
Valeo while she's there, Era does just that, leaving Narangerel to keep an eye on things from the counter while she works.

WILDCARD

(( feel free to hmu with whatever! plurk is froakie and discord is Era Ra#4916. will be a bit slow as i've got some final projects ongoing.

Era is currently missing a horn, so her balance, hearing, and spatial awareness is severely impacted. Her head is often tilted more to the right, since her horns are quite heavy.

She'll be visiting Ainea's temple daily from the 23rd until month's end, and working at Valeo for that week during the mornings.

She's 4'8", and doesn't like the cold so will generally be dressed in warm, cozy clothes like this for the month. Her Carbuncle will be in its ruby (red) form unless otherwise noted, as it radiates warmth! ))

closed to other regis visitors /o/ (any format is fine)

[astralera]

It hadn't taken long for Era to realize what must have happened, especially after she stopped by Valeo and found it empty and dark. Despite this, when she finally works up the courage to visit Ainea's temple she still holds on to the childish hope that Regis hasn't succumbed to a coma-like slumber. His future isn't altogether pleasant, and she can only imagine how heartbroken he will be when he wakes.

Unable to do anything to help, she focuses instead on ensuring Regis is comfortable as he sleeps. With the worsening chill of the oncoming season Era brought a cozy blanket along with her, carefully tucking her human father in, warm and snug, hoping it will keep any aches at bay.

"Hello Da," she greets upon each and every visit, knowing full well it does nothing except make her feel better.

"Your plants are very happy," she reassures him needlessly as she reassures herself with a check of his pulse. "But they'll be happier when you wake up. So— make sure to wake up, okay?"

Kyoko Mogami | Skip Beat! | ota

[daikonrose]

I

Kyoko had helped with the city's various off and on rebuilding projects pretty much since she first arrived in Havenwell, and she didn't think twice about volunteering again now, even before she noticed something was a little different this time. While she'd always been happy putting her efforts into menial tasks, this time around she found herself drifting away from the fetch quests and attempts to carry things that were way too heavy for her in favor of picking up some actual tools. And then she actually knew what to do with them? Huh?? Without hours of study and mistakes? Huh???

If you happened to be in the area when Kyoko was helping with building repairs, she'd be easy to find, beaming and humming to herself with an almost obnoxious glee. In idle moments, you might even catch her twirling tools and passing them between her hands like a cheerleader's baton.

II

Even with her mysterious new skills, hard work leads to growling bellies, and sometimes the lunches she packs just aren't enough to tide her over. Still, it's not like she's gonna just eat a random, never before seen fruit. She's been here long enough, and eaten enough random, never before seen food items, to know there will almost certainly be consequences. No matter how much that charming star-shaped fruit or the cute, plump round ones call out to her, she... she can't possibly be stupid enough to eat them right?

Right??

No, she's definitely just been standing here admiring them indifferently for the past few minutes. That's all.

Wildcard

[ Got something else in mind? Want to work in a discussion of that sweet info drop from the research towers? Hit me up! Want brackets? Go for it, I'll match styles! ]

II........... let's attempt to eat a fruit.

[hedgehogsdilemma]

Why would you even think to munch on a strange, unknown fruit, when there's a delivery lad one text message away? Ah, but then again, the fruits are there immediately, no wait whatsoever! The only delay is the fact that it doesn't look like Kyoko's actually attempting to eat them, and Shinji can't blame her. They're weird! They came from those trees where the worm corpse statues were? What's up with that.

But she is also kind of admiring them, and that's. strange. isn't it? Are those fruits actually bewitching? Is she sincerely contemplating taking a bite...?

"Is everything okay?"

You aren't being bamboozled by the fruits are you, Kyoko?

Katsuki Bakugou | My Hero Academia | OTA

[hot_handed]

I

[Bakugou has ignored his own markings, because his quirk should be enough and he doesn't trust abilities that are given to someone, especially without training. Despite his reluctance, he is assisting with searching for spare or missing parts, going airborne with his explosions to save time and carrying a hard drive in his mouth to keep his hands free until he lands.]

II

[Normally, Bakugou wouldn't eat suspicious fruit, but he's angry at himself for all of the lives lost. He should have done better as a hero in training, and he's been pouring himself into helping repair the city, skimping on sleep and forgetting to eat breakfast. His stomach growls loudly, and he makes a face before deciding fuck it.

He takes a bite out of the round or square fruit, pick your poison.]

III

[When he's not helping out with repairs or not eating suspicious fruit, Bakugou is sitting in a cafe and pouring over the information that was leaked. He shoves his bangs out of his face as if that will help him digest the information better, his expression becoming more and more intense.]

What is this shit?