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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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[ Cassian exhales slowly. He leans into the hand, rubbing his cheek against Kay's fingers. Yes, he's more tactile now, more responsive. Everything feels raw and oversensitive and he feels so very aware of Kay, but... That's no excuse for anything. ] I'm sorry I told Gale you would help. I shouldn't have assumed. It's not a decision I had the right to make for both of us... or to put the expectation on you. [ He reaches for Kay's hand on his cheek, places his own finger over his metal hand. ] You know you don't have to do anything. You know that, don't you, Kay? I can wait this out. And I promise I will not snap and attack people. [ He still sounds wounded now as he recalls the accusation. ] I won't let it come to that. You can trust me.
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[A metal thumb brushes Cassian's temple softly. Kay's other arm sneaks around the man's waist to pull him close.] I trust you. And your assumptions were right. We can do this together, I want to.
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Hold me.
[ He presses his forehead against Kay's chest, giving only a small grumble when the pins at Kay's chin get caught in the curl of his horns. ]
Don't let me go.
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[He rubs circles on Cassian's back, soothing. He has to tilts his head to avoid getting the pin caught on the horn again but that's only a small nuisance.] Are you hungry now?
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His stomach's still churning with dread, there are living nightmares lurking just outside their door. But in here it's just Kay and him. In here is peace. That's what he'd been hoping for when he finally said yes to Kay, wasn't it? A love that would be strength, not weakness. ]
I'm hungry.
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Then I better go to sleep right now. Lie down with me?
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I hope it works. I really hope...
[ His hand finds Kay's, squeezes it for a moment before he pulls away to lay down.
Time to sleep, and feed,
and find out if androids really dream of electric sheep. ]