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[captain_by_the_book]

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)

Comments

[mortal_son]

"Should" doesn't mean "does", y'know.

[ But he's not going to gripe about people abusing their authority. That was probably the sort of conversation Cassian was trying to avoid. ]

... At least these transformations don't seem to change people's personalities. Everyone's been actin like themselves. So, so long as they weren't assholes before they got turned into whatever, then they probably won't go 'round attackin people.

[ Frowns at Cassian's apron, and then. Well, this is his dream, isn't it? He concentrates.

Cassian's apron is now white with cute little pink cartoon cupcakes on it. Just like the one he saw, the other day in a shop window.

Shinjiro smirks. ]

Now, lemme see if I can remember the recipe.

[captain_by_the_book]

You... what...

[ He stares down at the apron, eyebrows raising ever higher. Oh yes, he can definitely see how Shinjiro is distracting from unpleasant and heavy topics here - and he recalls now what he had said while in the Midnight Channel, about authorities not caring, about nobody protecting him.

That doesn't mean he is okay with this distraction. ]

I don't think I like your idea of fashion design.

But we should try to remember the recipe.

[ While Shinjiro is thinking, he brings back bowls and scales and basic baking ingredients, figuring they'll need these anyway. On second thought, some ground meat as well. ]

[mortal_son]

Just addin a touch of realism.

[ And he can actually find the peanut butter now! ]

... I’ll get a pen, and I’ll write down what I remember.

[ Good thing this was a dream. He didn’t think the kitchen here would have pumpkin purée otherwise. ]

[captain_by_the_book]

[ Most likely not, but Cassian knows so little still about earth cooking that he doesn't question it.

He just studies the recipe dutifully and gets to work weighing the ingredients. ]

I like cooking. It's relaxing. Do you cook a lot?

[mortal_son]

[ Shinjiro seems a little wary of the question, but. Well, it wasn't as if it was a secret, was it? He was just used to being harassed about it. Too much "positive" or too much negative attention - it was all a hassle.

Then again, Cassian seemed to say the right thing, because after a moment, he nods. ]

Yeah.

It's ... calming, you know?

Didn't get much chances to, back where I came from, but here? I've got my own place, and a job, so.

[captain_by_the_book]

[ Cassian nods in understanding. ]

I understand, my situation was similar. I enjoy having the time and facilities to cook regularly here, I'm glad it's the same for you.

[ He throws a glance at the dogs, who have gone back to playing together now that they're no longer getting attention. ]

Have you ever cooked for your dog before? I didn't even know people do that. Civilians are very strange.

[mortal_son]

Silver linings 'bout this place, I guess.

[ Because he assumed that Cassian had a world and life he wanted to go back to. That he wasn't dead, like Shinjiro was. Pretty safe assumption to make, most of the time.

Shinjiro follows his eyes, and the sight of the two dogs playing makes him smile, a little. It lasts until he looks back down at the ingredients he'd been mixing together - but it still was probably the most Cassian's ever seen from him before. ]

Sure, but - Koromaru would tell you, if someone was here to translate dog talk. He ain't my dog. Ain't anyone's really.

[ He knew that required an explination, so he hummed, thoughtfully. ]

His owner was killed by Shadows, y'see? And ever since, the poor fellow's been patrollin the shrine he used t'work at, and the routes they'd walk together. That attack is what awakened Koromaru's Persona.

So, with that - I guess technically the Kirijo Group owns him now, but. The dog just showed up here. Insisted on fightin with us, against Shadows. I'd rather the guy not be involved with that kinda shit, but just try tellin him no.

And, well. If he's a part of our team, I figure he deserves more than kibble.

[ The last part is a dirty lie. Shinjiro would feed him homemade food even if he was a fluffy useless lapdog, and he knows it. ]

[captain_by_the_book]

Hmm...

[ He eyes the dog, which well, honestly, still looks very much like a regular dog to him. Damned if he can wrap his head around a fluffy dog being able to develop a Persona and fight Shadows when he and his Deputies are utterly useless in this kind of battle.

He shrugs. Starky looks up when the motion transmits to his wings and looks for a moment like she's about to try and chase the wing tips, but a sharp look from Cassian discourages her. ]

Maybe he just owns himself, in a way. But he's yours to take care of and I think a dog who fights Shadows definitely deserves better than kibble.

[ Thus, he puts more enthusiasm into helping. They'll be getting these doggie cupcakes no matter what. ]

[mortal_son]

[ Nods. ]

Damn right.

Though your dog is pretty nice too, so we might as well make 'nough for both.

[ Smirks a little. Though he's not kidding. Starky did look like a pretty good dog. ]

[captain_by_the_book]

Of course. Starky wouldn't forgive us if we didn't make enough for both of them.

[ So they better get back to work, producing a nice batter that... Well, Cassian has no idea if it looks like what it's supposed to look. He shrugs. ]

Let's put this in the oven and see if they like it.

[mortal_son]

[ Shinjiro eyeballed it. He thought it looked about right, from the pictures, and since this was more or less like a muffin recipe.

Places it in the oven, sets the timer. Stops, after hitting 'enter'. Well ... ]

... Guess in a dream, we could make it bake in no time.