Emmett Carver
24 July 2018 @ 12:01 am
You show one or two your badge, let drop your first name once or twice, and somehow the last case you worked on is all bungled up on the grapevine. What are you, all playing telephone? Daniel Solanos had a lot of misinformation surrounding his murder, but my name is Detective CARVER. [GROWL GROWL.] Don't call me by another name, no matter where you hear it from. Especially not reckless scuttlebutt. And no matter how bungled things were, even if you want to call me the worst cop in California, I've definitely never been the prime suspect in any of my own murder investigations. This is why partners are important. To hold you accountable and even hold you suspect. Bah.

Genessia or Everglade? Which is better for an American detective? Or I'll let Chrysalis decide. But might as well get the locals' opinions. Same for digs. How's the rent and general attractions in both? And takeout.
 
 
Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto [月読]
24 July 2018 @ 02:12 pm
🌙 The Arrival - Genessia City [action]

[It was early morning when this stark white traveler emerges from the Bay. Soaked to the bone and disoriented enough to ignore the hologram, this young man with white fluffy ears wanders down the street aimlessly clutching a green amulet in one hand dragging and a sword in the other. This disheveled creature wins a few odd looks from pedestrians since he's mumbling to himself.]

They stole it... [He grumbles under his breath with every lumbering step.] They lied. They stole it.

[The man comes to a slow halt once he reaches the other end of the street near the crosswalk. He simply stands at the crosswalk, his red eyes downcast. So perfectly still, he lingers there completely unmoving except for the slow rise of his chest. Tsukihito stays this way for what seems to be half of an eternity before suddenly snapping his head back and screaming at the top of his lungs---]

GIVE IT BACK! GIVE IT ALL BACK!

[Once done, the fluffy eared traveler collapses. His sword clanks noisly against the concrete and the amulet thankfully doesn't shatter.]

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🌙 In Remeberance [video]

[Looking slightly better than earlier, Tsukihito appears on screen fully dried and a little more lucid. The tips of his fuzzy white ears are still wet though making him look more like a lynx than a kitsune. It's kind of cute but be damned if he thinks so. Tsukihito hates to be called "cute" even if it's true.]

Why was I summoned back here? [The fox boy demands with a rather grave expression.] What do you want from me!? Return me at once!

Go pray to your foreign gods. I do not hear your prayers.

[He seems to sulk a little when he says that last bit. It's almost as if he's disappointed in himself.]

I'm naught else but mortal now. Go pray to someone else, heathens.

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((ooc: the little moon god is back! any questions or such, hit me up on [plurk.com profile] astrologian))
 
 
Prince Takumi of Hoshido
24 July 2018 @ 09:10 pm
(Awakening)

[Awakening here is like a dream. But was it? Takumi doesn't recall. Everything is fuzzy. Sliding out of what he thought was a bed, his feet landing in the water with a splash was a sobering wake up call.

Where is he? What is this? Call him biased, but he can easily assume this is where Nohr creates those monsters. If that's true, he's alone. Neither Hoshidan, Nohrian or faceless. He finds his divine weapon, Fujin Yumi, and begins his search before things go to hell any faster.]


(Action - All over Genessia)

Hinata? Oboro? ... Hinoka! Sakura! ... Ryoma! Brother! Sisters! Where are you?!

[As if being dressed the way he is, he calls for the names of his retainers and siblings. He's impatient, of course.

This strange city doesn't look anything like Hoshido, nor does it fit his mental image of Nohr. Takumi can be found going around the city, scanning the surroundings, dodging metal, horseless wagons, and wondering how people can be so rude to a Prince. Sometimes, Takumi will stop somewhere away from people to shoot a wind arrow from the Fujin Yumi straight up into the air. If any of his siblings are here, they could recognize his arrows and easily find him.

Or it may attract someone a little less savory. Leave it to the hot-headed third son of Hoshido to be, well...reckless. His focus is getting back to his family, and uncover this possible Nohrian plot.]