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Valdis ([personal profile] redlightgreenlight) wrote in [community profile] come_sailaway2022-11-01 02:32 pm

I Was Looking for a Breath of Life

Who: Valdis and Open!
What: New Arrival tries to cope with being dropped into a new place after a massive bloodbath
When: November
Where: All over
Warnings: Headaches, grumpiness, will warn if it gets worse than that.




1) Arrival: Her head screamed at her, sharp pain cutting into her vision with every breath. Eyes closed tightly, Valdis does her best to breathe. The heavy death in the air, filled with lingering desperation and trauma tightened her chest. Of all the times to fall into a new world, it would be just after a massacre. With her head in her hands, her black hair hiding her face, she leaned against the railing of the walkway, trying to drown out the pain. This was definitely where it all happened. The pain was worse here.
"Haven't felt this bad since the last war," she muttered. "How many people died?"


2) Revelations: Valdis worked her way through the ship, avoiding her cabin as much as possible, seeking to memorize the layout of the ship and maximize her ability to move quickly should it be necessary. The Void is silent, a fact she should be grateful for, and in some ways, very much is. But now the silence is simply silence, and the feeling that the dead are around every corner sits in her gut. She can’t see them, except maybe flitting out of the corner of her eyes from time to time, but she can sense that they aren’t alone. Footsteps sounded from behind her, she’d been so focused on the dead that she hadn’t paid attention to the living. She turns around, hand on the hilt of the rather impressive sword hanging on her hip.

"Hello?"

3)Buffet: Without the ability to draw on the dead, Valdis must find something to soothe the very human feeling of hunger. She’d known the feeling from home, before her memories had begun to return, but now she found it highly annoying.

“What’s the best thing here?”

Second Week of November and Onwards

4) Library: Valdis has finally taken Erin's advice and found the black binder in the library. She is not thrilled with what she's reading and the tension is visible in her usually elegant jawline and the glowing red in her eyes. Fear isn't found anywhere in her demeanor or soul, but rather a thoughtful, yet tense, aura radiates from where she sits. She's so focused that almost anyone not touched by death could approach without her noticing. If they are touched by death, she may react poorly, so tread carefully.

5) Hurikane: She can't get drunk, but she sure is trying her best with pure vodka and whatever else she can find that's strong. She's not even really trying to taste it, just downing it as fast as the invisible bartender can deliver, and exhausting her healing abilities as she goes. It's still not enough to even give her a buzz though. Disappointing.

6)Wildcard round: Your turn!
konpeito_aji: (It's not that I like you or anything b-b)

[personal profile] konpeito_aji 2022-11-10 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
He'll calm the fuck down eventually, and notice her cringing expression, sort of like how he felt when Crichton was doing disco dancing. Crichton is his best friend, but god, it was embarrassing. Yeah.

"I can't compete with that right away. We might have to pick a word game that requires me to sit still," he just admits blandly. HONESTLY, at least.
konpeito_aji: (huh?)

[personal profile] konpeito_aji 2022-11-11 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"They have curry?" Nobunaga perked up. "Not yet. I didn't know. Pratt's been teaching me modern snack foods, so I've been trying things I don't recognize, but it's nice to know curry is still a future staple."
konpeito_aji: (Caped confidence)

[personal profile] konpeito_aji 2022-11-11 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
Ice cream sandwiches don't count. Waffles and ice cream neither.

"Pop rocks. Like eating fireworks."

He is a five year old with the body and experience of a dirty old man. Somehow.

"How about you?"
konpeito_aji: (huh?)

[personal profile] konpeito_aji 2022-11-12 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Charcuterie." NEW WORD. "What kind of cheese? There is so much of it here. I tried some from the Portuguese once, but I didn't get all the passion about it. Candy is obviously better." He would say that.
konpeito_aji: (Seeing into your future)

[personal profile] konpeito_aji 2022-11-12 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
Just a head tilt. "Do they really taste that different? Like ice cream flavors?"
konpeito_aji: (I'm listening - for now)

[personal profile] konpeito_aji 2022-11-12 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Yup, you can't get much more Fool of Owari than this guy.

"Sweet lemon cheese." He closes his eyes trying to imagine it, but truthfully he's at a loss. He'd need Masamune's chef instincts for this. "Have you ever had 'guac' or avocado? Samurai Pratt's very fond of it."
konpeito_aji: (glancing away)

[personal profile] konpeito_aji 2022-11-12 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
"I haven't had cheesecake, or if I did, I know what it was." Because if it's sweet looking? He will try it!

"I think I've had smoothies though. With alcohol. They give brain freeze if you drink too quickly."
konpeito_aji: (50 years of life has a man)

[personal profile] konpeito_aji 2022-11-13 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Now now, he only got drunk on purpose during the drinking game, okay.

"Basically none. All sugar has to be imported, red bean paste and chestnut filling doesn't really compare to chocolate or peanut butter. And we have nothing frozen. I'm from 1582, and Hell can barely grow enough to survive. Nothing for luxuries like that. We dont have cows or sheep either. So no milk, cheese, and most meat is extremely discouraged by the cults."
Edited 2022-11-13 18:47 (UTC)
konpeito_aji: (That's how it is)

[personal profile] konpeito_aji 2022-11-16 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
This introduction meeting has run the entire gambit of Nobunaga's breadth of topics. Haikus about swords and death and killing god, joining his army, and food types and other hobbies, and singing and dancing. Now the demon king thing.

This needs a real seat. He gestures and -- fails at sitting again. Another thing Hell, whether how literal that is, even Nobunaga doesn't really know - severely lacks. Chairs.

Nobunaga rests his chin in a fist, pondering it, collecting everything from his life and the recent months he's learned about the concepts in all forms.

"I didn't used to believe in any of it, no matter what Luis Frois, Francisco, and the others said. I thought I'd sold my soul in exchange for power, did everything wrong that the Buddhists said would turn me into the Demon King of 6th Heaven. The more I learn about the future, the more it truly does seem like heaven. Out in the stars. Astronauts in space. And this is purgatory, a downgrade for the future, an upgrade for me." A head tilt. "Frois and the others often said I was waging a holy war against literal demons even though I let my reputation become that of Satan. How much is real or not, I do not know. My baby sister always thought Amaterasu favored me. I wonder. I've met her, and our goals seem much aligned, to lift up Japan out of Hell, but the cause of its descent..." a head shake.

"I do think Japan's in Hell now. In my time. And that somehow we, me and my generals, were able to drag it back to Earth. Somehow. I am constantly reminded here that things I take for granted are not true at all in the future. I know some things about Hell, mythology, magic, souls are real now, but that means Japan has truly sunk into hell sometime after or during the Ōnin War. How much that means to other timelines... I have no idea."
konpeito_aji: (Is that so?)

[personal profile] konpeito_aji 2022-11-18 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Nobunaga probably embarrassed everyone singing and dancing earlier! This reminds him a lot of Amaterasu too, who sat and ate with him at the buffet too, an eating contest with a goddess in wolf form that he lost to.

"Is that so?" Nobunaga just arches an eyebrow in amusement. "I'm sure they could." Maybe? He just leans into the fist. "Don't get me wrong. I'm a sadist and a monster all the way through." But he didn't have to act with decorum anymore. Not even with the amount he'd assumed he'd have to hold if he traveled overseas: representing Japan as the first Japanese to leave the islands in the strongest sense of the word, to see the world, to gain every bit of knowledge the rest of the world had to offer him.

"I'm happiest when others are miserable." That's not entirely true. It's more like in spite of it. He's not happy because they're miserable, except to serve as a hard foil to try to drag people out of their oppression. And he had gotten frozen of temper and soul after the fires of Mt. Hiei. Death affects even a monster like him, as much as he doesn't think it matters since he was the one survived.
konpeito_aji: (snrk)

[personal profile] konpeito_aji 2022-11-21 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps I should ask what you define as evil," Nobunaga rises to his feet alongside her.

"Oh, I do need to stop by Mikabo to get more sushi for Siffleur later. And I should make some intricate puzzle boxes that are not so easily opened with a mere swipe of claws." He doesn't explain that statement. Something something monsters probably.