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genessia2017-10-14 03:28 pm
captain_by_the_book) wrote in genessia2017-10-14 03:28 pm
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Event catch-all
Warning: Violence, death, possibly torture in some threads, if necessary more specific warnings in the respective threads. Feel free to reply with prose or brackets.
A - Friday 13th, Nova City
It was just a quick errand in Nova City to get a spare part for his malfunctioning blaster that kicked off Cassian's week from hell.
Here you could run into a very confused and upset Guardian on the way back to the archway. His shirt shredded by the huge black leathery wings that had sprouted from his back when the transformation hit him, a pair of large horns on his head. He wasn't a happy camper as his wings kept smacking into streetlamps or other people. His tail twitched and curled with his mounting displeasure.
Welcome to incubushood, Cassian.
B - Attleton, outside, all week, Imperial Attleton
Being Guardian, the town being held in the claws of fears come alive meant more time than usual spent outside for Cassian. Patrolling, helping people who were being attacked by their fears, keeping order as well as he could and ensuring ruthless individuals wouldn't take advantage of the chaos.
Over the course of the week all that time exposed to his fears would be taking its toll on him more and more, leaving him ever more skittish, more prone to snapping at people, just all around closer to the inevitable breakdown he'd successfully postponed ever since his arrival in Genessia. Yet one might take notice that he looked strangely healthy and rejuvenated all the same, like he'd just had a good meal and night's sleep.
Whenever he was outside during the week, within eyesight range of him Attleton would change. Sweet, cheerful Attleton turned into his own nightmare version of a town ruled by the Empire's iron fist - Stormtroopers patrolling the streets and dragging people in tan or orange Rebel uniforms away, the townspeople looking fearful and cowed, Imperial flags flying everywhere and the Emperor's speeches promising destruction to the rebel scum echoing from all around you, and as the week progressed, ever darker atrocities.
They would be hunting Cassian, too, and so his week of doing patrols would be interspersed with manhunts and firefights.
C - Attleton, outside, hauntings
If you were particularly lucky, or unlucky, you could get a glimpse at Cassian Andor facing more personal fears.
At one point during the week he would run into a darker version of himself, one who delighted in killing and mocked all he stood for.
At other points, he had to face his dead companions, accusing him for getting them killed and only using them.
D - Guardian's office
Inside the Guardian's office was a sanctuary, where he battled smaller problems. Namely, his new body features. Better be mindful of these wings, he kept getting stuck on doorways or banging his horns against things, and the pokemon caused a bit of mayhem chasing his tail. When they didn't fight over the new majestic perches at the very tips of his horns, that was.
E - Dreams
Cassian had little interest in sharing dreams with anyone but Kay, but accidents did happen over the course of the week, ending with him in other people's dreams.
F - Choose Your Own Adventure (or ask for individual starters)
A - Friday 13th, Nova City
It was just a quick errand in Nova City to get a spare part for his malfunctioning blaster that kicked off Cassian's week from hell.
Here you could run into a very confused and upset Guardian on the way back to the archway. His shirt shredded by the huge black leathery wings that had sprouted from his back when the transformation hit him, a pair of large horns on his head. He wasn't a happy camper as his wings kept smacking into streetlamps or other people. His tail twitched and curled with his mounting displeasure.
Welcome to incubushood, Cassian.
B - Attleton, outside, all week, Imperial Attleton
Being Guardian, the town being held in the claws of fears come alive meant more time than usual spent outside for Cassian. Patrolling, helping people who were being attacked by their fears, keeping order as well as he could and ensuring ruthless individuals wouldn't take advantage of the chaos.
Over the course of the week all that time exposed to his fears would be taking its toll on him more and more, leaving him ever more skittish, more prone to snapping at people, just all around closer to the inevitable breakdown he'd successfully postponed ever since his arrival in Genessia. Yet one might take notice that he looked strangely healthy and rejuvenated all the same, like he'd just had a good meal and night's sleep.
Whenever he was outside during the week, within eyesight range of him Attleton would change. Sweet, cheerful Attleton turned into his own nightmare version of a town ruled by the Empire's iron fist - Stormtroopers patrolling the streets and dragging people in tan or orange Rebel uniforms away, the townspeople looking fearful and cowed, Imperial flags flying everywhere and the Emperor's speeches promising destruction to the rebel scum echoing from all around you, and as the week progressed, ever darker atrocities.
They would be hunting Cassian, too, and so his week of doing patrols would be interspersed with manhunts and firefights.
C - Attleton, outside, hauntings
If you were particularly lucky, or unlucky, you could get a glimpse at Cassian Andor facing more personal fears.
At one point during the week he would run into a darker version of himself, one who delighted in killing and mocked all he stood for.
At other points, he had to face his dead companions, accusing him for getting them killed and only using them.
D - Guardian's office
Inside the Guardian's office was a sanctuary, where he battled smaller problems. Namely, his new body features. Better be mindful of these wings, he kept getting stuck on doorways or banging his horns against things, and the pokemon caused a bit of mayhem chasing his tail. When they didn't fight over the new majestic perches at the very tips of his horns, that was.
E - Dreams
Cassian had little interest in sharing dreams with anyone but Kay, but accidents did happen over the course of the week, ending with him in other people's dreams.
F - Choose Your Own Adventure (or ask for individual starters)
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I'm not touching your belly.
['Not yet' Kay stops himself from adding. He wouldn't mind that at all, and if they weren't at work, probably neither would Cassian.]
We are almost done with the reports.
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[ Still feels very nice, even if it's not a belly rub. Incubus is heroically fighting the urge to curl up on Kay's lap and purr like a happy kitten.
Big bad demons don't do that. At least not at work where citizens in need of help could walk in on them.
He gives Kay a lingering look. ]
You should massage my wing muscles once we get home. They ache from flying patrol. I'll cook dinner for us, too. Try to keep some semblance of our normal life.
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[The Incubus then should give into temptation as soon as possible, Kay would take good care of him. That look is what convinces Kay to put down the table and decide that their shift is over.]
I'm still amazed you can fly. You don't have hollow bones, the wings are big but shouldn't be able to support the weight for that long. And considering wind currents...[Okay, getting sidetracked here. Kay has to remind his processor that this was caused by magic in the first place.]
I can do that. The massaging. I'm sure your muscles must be very sore from all the hard work, it would be a good idea if we returned home already. Stardust, do you want some berries?
[The joltik starts making chittering noises in response and Kay knows he now won't stop until they leave. Kay totally didn't ask on purpose, really.]
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[ He gives his pile of paperwork another look, but if he's honest with himself, he knows it won't get done till this crisis has passed. What strength they have needs to be spent on the truly important tasks. ]
I guess it can't hurt. With the locals being unaffected the Neighborhood Watch is more qualified to fight crime than we are right now. [ He sighs at Stardust, who is now getting into a proper flurry of excitement over berries. Gives Kay a weary I know what you did there, I just can't be arsed to call you out look. ]
You can tell me more about how improbable my flying is while you massage my wings. We just... [ His face tenses. ] We have to make it home first. I've thought of camping here till it's over but that would be giving in to this magic.
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Kay sees that look, chooses to ignore it but gracefully reaches to grab the nervous joltik from Cassian's horn. He Stardust nom on his metal finger to keep Stardust distracted until they get home.]
Camping won't solve anything. Fly home, you will get there sooner. I'll just walk or run back to our house.
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A sigh, a nod. Gotta be realistic. Keeping up at least the appearance of normalcy is important. ]
Okay. I'll... meet you there.
[ His hand lingers on Kay's chest for as long as he can excuse before he withdraws. ]
You close up here. I'll fly ahead. Get started on dinner.
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[Kay looked down and the joltik jumps in his hand a few time while chanting his name.] He wants to get home as soon as possible too, we won't get in trouble.
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[ He gives Kay a lingering look before finally tearing himself away and leaving to fly home. ]
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[Kay watches him go and then doesn't move for a few seconds, still trying to calm himself, before finally turning to head home. Or rather, running. The sooner he gets there the better.]