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[votively]

Who: Calcedny and you
Where: Plaza
When: 9th, early morning
Style: Either
Status: Open

[A boy clad in armor (sans the wings and sword) prowls the plaza. His hair is slightly damp, dried from his initial plunge, and he holds a towel in his left hand. He wanders aimlessly about the Lamufao, eyes searching with pursed lips. He checks every nook and cranny, eventually returning to visited spots for a second, third, fourth attempt, all of which clearly prove fruitless.

A native strides up and plants a calendar in Calcedny's hands. He studies the calendar, bemused.]

Wait, this isn't—

[With a toothy grin and a boisterous "you're welcome," the native leaves.

Calcedny straightens, then exhales deeply through his nose. His shoulders are squared, tense. Though he takes cares not to disturb the passersby, his frustration is obvious, underlined by a scowl as he looks around for the umpteenth time.]

Where is it?

Comments

on hiatus, but I will absolutely break for this ~ will be really slow though.

[spiria]

[ It had just seemed like a normal day for Kohaku. Really. She was wandering through the Plaza, minding her own business, when suddenly, she felt something ... frightening.

No, really. It was terrifying. And she didn't know why.

Kohaku wasn't one to let that get her down, though. So, she continued on her (now not so) merry way. And then! And then ... and then she saw him.

Calcedny.

Something within her knew she should have been ridiculously happy to see someone else from her world, but instead, what filled her was ... more fear.

Okay, this is weird. But surely, it couldn't have been caused by Cal, right?

Right. Let's go say hello!

Kohaku started to make her way over to bug the ever so disgruntled Cal, but as she started getting near, she started feeling more of a sense of dread. For whatever reason, she didn't want to get near him ... finally, it got to be so suffocating that she started backing off, finding a place to hide behind for the time being.

Kohaku bit her lip. This was so weird! Calcedny was a friend, right? Why would she be reacting like this?

So, with the idea in mind that something was terribly, horribly wrong ... Kohaku did the only thing she really could do in such a situation.

Call her heroic derp of a boyfriend. ]

♥ no problem

[votively]

[ Something in him stirs. There's the distinct feeling of being watched (but of course he is, he's roaming around aimlessly in the same spots like a fool). Calcedny snaps his head up. A quick look around doesn't give him worthwhile eye contact with a possible suspect.

But he's sure of it.

Standing tall, he now wanders to find the culprit. Either his intuition or sheer luck proves well, since he's headed right toward the area Kohaku has hid herself away. Not directly to her, though close enough. ]

[spiria]

[ Kohaku could feel her breathing become ragged and heavy, the closer that Calcedny moves toward her. Soon, it came to a point where she couldn't even think clearly; every bit of her told her she needed to just get farther away from him. And yet, she couldn't seem to make herself move.

What was this? Was she sick? It was Calcedny. Calcedny shouldn't be giving her this sort of reaction. He was a friend. Someone who she and Shing eventually came to trust, back home. There was no reason for her to be so afraid of him!

And yet, she was. So much, in fact, that she couldn't move from the place she was in, despite knowing that she wanted to run as far away from him as she possibly could. ]

[votively]

[ He knows for truth that there's another presence, now, with the slightest breath he hears when he quiets his step. And something in him flares, just a little, at how there is another one deliberately concealing oneself. Spying and then running. What manner is there in that?

Calcedny plants a firm booted foot forward (he's still a fair distance from Kohaku's spot), and speaks sternly: ]

You there—show yourself. What business do you have hiding?

[spiria]

[ Even if she wanted to stand up (which, some small part of her that was still coherent did), Kohaku was far too paralyzed in her sudden and odd fear of Calcedny to even move. She hugs herself tightly, curling up and withdrawing into herself as much as she possibly could while somehow managing to miraculously stay standing.

She could hear him. And while some part of her was glad that he was there, something within her was screaming that the fact that he was here was very, very wrong.

Kohaku couldn't understand. She couldn't even begin to understand; her entire being was completely incoherent and muddled with her absolute terror of the fact that Calcedny was here, and headed toward her, even if he had stopped for the time being.

Shing, get here quick. Please!

It was the only prominent thought in her mind at the moment. ]

[oursomalink]

--Kohaku? Kohakuuuu--!

[ so this is a Shing arriving at the plaza, like he'd promised her. Though he frowns; where was she? Did she disappear somewhere...?

That wasn't like her at all... his brows crease worriedly as he looks some more, before he spots Chalcedny and stops a distance away from him. ]

--! Cal! So you are here, after all...

[votively]

[ The voice, coupled with the unwelcome usage of his nickname, snap Calcedny out of his stern front. He whirls on his feet, scowling; tense. ]

Meteoryte . . . !?

[ While he doesn't forget that there's someone hiding from him, for the time being, Shing has the most of his attention. ]

[spiria]

[ The moment she hears Shing, it's enough incentive for her to get up from her hiding spot and run over to him. ]

Shing!

[ And she does just that; with that call of her name, she's suddenly running over toward him and clinging to him tightly, her entire body trembling as though she had experienced something truly terrifying.

And as far as she was concerned, she had. She just didn't know what that was, exactly. ]

[oursomalink]

Kohaku--?!

[ DERF. Between having Cal's attention and suddenly having his lover clinging to him, Shing was more or less incredibly confused as to what was going on here, and it shows. ]

Hey--? What happened? Cal, what did you do--?

[ He may be shifting into a defensive position in the occasion that Cal decides to attack them both... ]

[livingvessel]

[Ilya's back in the Plaza again, searching for more things to populate her apartment with, when she sees someone walking around the coral. She doesn't pay it much mind, but as she reappears in front of the coral while weaving through the stores, she sees him still there and still walking around the Plaza. And even after she finishes her shopping for the day, the boy is still there. He seems like he's looking around in the same places - maybe he's searching for something?

In any case, he's amusing to watch. She continues to watch him for a little while until she decides to go up to him, because maybe she should help him for being entertaining to watch.]

Are you looking for something?

[votively]

[He feels dirty. Dirty in the sense that a knight of the church should be pristine, composed, and knowing; and he's none of those things right now, with his wetness and anxiety. Calcedny looks at the girl in the middle of his inspection of the ground beside the Lamufao, the calendar and towel still in his left grasp.

He has been here for a rather long time. His pride falters and he unbends his knees slightly to gain height, before there's a pause and he stands entirely.]

. . . not anymore. It doesn't seem to be here.

[livingvessel]

Hm, that's too bad...

[She gives a small frown and a shrug. It must be something rather important, if he's been spending so long looking for it. But since he's holding his towel, maybe he's new and it got lost in transit?]

What is it that's not here?

[votively]

[He's not entirely up for sharing, especially on something so personal. So he'll be vague.]

A certain piece of ornament. It must have been misplaced elsewhere.

[livingvessel]

[Well, that's not very descriptive. She frowns; it must be something special, but she can't really help him if he's not willing to give details... so much for being charitable.

Although that doesn't stop her from asking more questions!]

You mean, like when you got brought here?

[votively]

[He nods.]

That seems to be the case. Unless . . . [it was during the fight? That's even worse. Everything about his encounter with Meteoryte is infuriating; and thinking about it shows, with the way his brows furrow.]

Well, I have no way of knowing until it's actually found.

[livingvessel]

[Well, something he's recalling is making him a bit irritated... but Ilya doesn't ask, because that's his problem and she doesn't really see the need to involve herself. Besides, it doesn't sound all too pleasant.]

That's true. But how will you know if you lost it when you came or if you lost it before? [That seems to be a good question.]

[votively]

With a little more looking, I'll know.

[Because if he can't find it here, even after talking to the natives, then the chances of other places skyrocket.

He looks more carefully at the girl, before glancing to his left and right.]

Are you alone?

[donotcomprehend]

[The scowl is noted, and Gale is cautious about approaching.]

What are you looking for?

[votively]

[That's—an interesting appearance, but Calcedny focuses on the question. Despite the scowl, he doesn't sound particularly angry; rather anxious, and he's not about to take that frustration out on a stranger.]

. . . Something of mine. I seem to have misplaced it on arrival.

[donotcomprehend]

If it was with you, it is unusual for an item to disappear here. What did it look like?

[votively]

. . . It's a pendant. Is there really no other place it could have landed?

[donotcomprehend]

It is unlikely. Maybe in the fountain.

[He's seen a lot of things land in the fountain. And start bleeding in it, but that's beside the point.]

If you cannot find it here, then it may instead be in the Nostalgia nook.

[votively]

[Everyone needs to bleed out in the fountain at least once.]

The market? I read that items from there require tokens—the currency of this world.

[donotcomprehend]

Yes, but it is also the only way to obtain items from our homes. Everything else is free, so saving for it should not be much trouble to you.

[votively]

[Paying for what's already his . . . Still, he nods.]

Then I'll pay the Nook a visit next. Thank you.